Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything-Chapter 346: Sha Wujing: Am I Out of Place Again?

White Dragon Horse, hooves toward the west.

Jiang Liu sat quietly on the back of the White Dragon Horse, which moved with such stability that one could hardly feel any jolts at all.

At this moment, a dazzling light flashed before Jiang Liu.

Suddenly, after about ten breaths’ time, materials such as refined iron had completely disappeared, and in front of Jiang Liu appeared a finely crafted blade.

Jiang Liu reached out to catch the cleaving saber he’d just crafted, examining it closely as the corresponding attributes appeared before his eyes.

Horse-Cleaving Saber (Fine Level): Requires Level 35, Attack +460, Durability 66/66.

"Hmm, not bad, the additional attack power on this Horse-Cleaving Saber is quite impressive!" Having looked at the weapon he had just crafted, Jiang Liu nodded in satisfaction.

Then, with a thought, he opened the interface to the Gang’s Treasury and directly placed the weapon into the equipment treasury.

After establishing the gang, Jiang Liu naturally chose Flame Cloud Cave as the gang’s base, and he had promptly recruited Red Boy into his gang, assigning him the position of Deputy Gang Leader.

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The management of this Gang’s Treasury was left to Red Boy. Besides Jiang Liu, who as the Gang Leader could use it remotely, only the Deputy Gang Leader, Red Boy, could open it now, which also strengthened management.

Cultivation was important, but life professions also required diligent practice. Therefore, after negotiating with Red Boy, Jiang Liu placed quite a number of materials in the Gang’s Treasury.

In his spare time, Jiang Liu would craft or repair equipment to improve his proficiency with life skills.

With the entire gang’s resources backing him, Jiang Liu’s cultivation of life skills’ proficiency was naturally effortless, without the need to seek out specific resources.

After the establishment of the gang, the area around Flame Cloud Cave had grown increasingly bustling, and seizing this opportunity, Jiang Liu also informed Black Bear Demon, Jinchi, and Yellow Wind Monster from Black Wind Mountain to gradually move to Flame Cloud Cave.

Without attracting anyone’s attention, they slowly transferred to Flame Cloud Cave.

"Hmm, the development of Flame Cloud Cave is quite good now. Aligning myself with Demon King Ox has indeed brought significant support," Jiang Liu thought to himself.

Despite the pleasure of forming an alliance, Jiang Liu did not confuse priorities, clearly understanding that the so-called gang and alliances were merely aids, and his own strength was the real core when it came to confronting the myriad heavenly deities and Buddhas.

So, after crafting more than a dozen pieces of equipment and completing today’s tasks, Jiang Liu sat cross-legged and started cultivating using the techniques from the Green Lotus Taoist Scripture.

However, just as Jiang Liu had settled into a meditative pose, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his buttocks.

He leaped up, rubbed his buttocks, and looked annoyedly at the White Dragon Horse.

Turns out, as they traveled, dragon scales had begun emerging on the White Dragon Horse’s body, which were, moreover, engulfed in flames. It was this fire that had seared Jiang Liu’s buttocks.

"I’m sorry, Master, after swallowing that Ancient Candle Dragon’s Dragon Ball, I will likely be unable to fully control its power for a long period. Occasionally, I lose control!" aware of what had just happened, the White Dragon Horse, Aolie, was somewhat panicked and apologetically explained to Jiang Liu.

"Alright, it’s okay, it’s not your fault. Just take your time to adapt to the Dragon Ball’s power," Jiang Liu said, waving his hand dismissively and showing no sign of anger towards the flustered White Dragon Horse.

Jiang Liu knew, indeed, that this wasn’t Xiaobai the Dragon’s fault.

In truth, reflecting on the recent events, Jiang Liu considered that his gains had been considerable.

Firstly, White Dragon Horse had almost returned to his side completely, and secondly, any lingering awkwardness between him and Sha Wujing had also completely dissipated.

Of course, the most significant accomplishments were of an essential nature.

In the original Journey to the West pilgrimage team, Sun Wukong was the undisputed leader, and although Zhu Bajie’s status and strength were not weaker than Sun Wukong’s, his lazy nature meant he was slightly inferior.

As for Sha Wujing and Little White Dragon, the gap was more than just a little; they both belonged to the second tier.

Sha Wujing’s strength was lacking, and his aptitude wasn’t great, but now, having succumbed to demon possession, he had obtained the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, a fierce weapon from the Era of Deification, as well as a secret Demon Sect text that Yu Hua had left for him.

Sha Wujing had improved greatly and could now be said to have officially stepped into the Taiyi Realm.

There was also Little White Dragon, who, having acquired the inner core of the Ancient Candle Dragon, had seen a tremendous increase in his potential, and was still undergoing transformations to enhance his lineage.

Jiang Liu was quite curious as to what extent Little White Dragon’s aptitude would improve once he had completely assimilated the Candle Dragon’s inner core into his being—whether he could recreate the splendor of the Ancient Dragon Clan!

One could say that the original weak links of the Journey to the West Pilgrimage Team, namely Little White Dragon and Sha Wujing, had undergone earth-shattering changes and made significant progress, which pleased Jiang Liu immensely.

It seemed, upon reflection, that only he was the least advanced, still at the level indicated by a blue UI?

It appeared that he, as the master, needed to put in some extra effort!

Shaking his head, Jiang Liu cast aside all the cluttered thoughts in his mind and continued on foot, walking quietly forward.

Since the White Dragon Horse was now struggling to control his bloodline condition, and riding on its back risked getting his buttocks burned by fire, it was better for him to walk for a while.

After walking for a while, as the sky gradually darkened, Jiang Liu unleashed the Exquisite Immortal Mansion.

The master and his disciples then prepared a good table full of dishes.

"Master, I’m full..."

However, today Zhu Bajie, cradling his large bowl, had only eaten a mere three bowls before he put down his bowl and spoke.

As his voice fell, Zhu Bajie didn’t wait for Jiang Liu’s response and turned around, heading back to his own room.

Jiang Liu and Sun Wukong exchanged glances, then looked again at Zhu Bajie’s large bowl. He had only eaten three bowls? It seemed Zhu Bajie was in low spirits today.

Normally, with his appetite, he would need to eat at least a dozen bowls, right?

"Master, what’s wrong with the blockhead all of a sudden?" Sun Wukong also put down his bowl, scratching his head with a puzzled expression, finding the situation baffling.

"I’m not too sure either!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu shook his head, feeling utterly confused.

If one thought about it, nothing had happened recently that could explain Zhu Bajie’s behavior. If it were a woman, one could perhaps put it down to her monthly cycle, but Zhu Bajie was a male pig. Could it be that he was experiencing something similar?

"Uhm, Master, Big Brother, the moon is so round tonight. Should we go out and enjoy the moonlight?" At that moment, Sha Wujing suddenly spoke up, suggesting with a question.

"Enjoy the moonlight!?" Hearing Sha Wujing’s words, Jiang Liu turned his head to look at the night sky.

Sure enough, a bright and clear full moon was hanging high in the sky.

"Right, Wujing, do you remember what day of the month it is today?" After looking at the full moon in the sky, Jiang Liu had a thought and turned to ask Sha Wujing.

"I know, Master, today is the fifteenth of August! Oh, that’s right, it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

At Jiang Liu’s query, Sha Wujing thought for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, realizing what day it was.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival!?" Hearing Sha Wujing’s words, Jiang Liu’s heart stirred slightly, and then, he felt filled with many emotions.

He remembered the last time everyone celebrated the New Year together; it felt like it had just happened. In the blink of an eye, was it already the Mid-Autumn Festival?

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the New Year would not be far away—it seemed that time really flew by.

However, thinking about all the events that had transpired lately and how his cultivation level had risen to the Returning Void Realm, Jiang Liu nodded to himself, feeling it was only natural.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival!? So, Bajie still can’t let go of Fairy Chang’e in his heart!?" Realizing that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Liu murmured to himself in understanding, gaining a bit of insight into Zhu Bajie’s unusual behavior.

Zhu Bajie was a contradictory character.

One could say he was fickle—his undying memory of both Chang’e and Gao Family Village proved his unwavering devotion, whether it was now or in the original tale.

But if one were to say he was steadfast, again he seemed the epitome of infidelity, drooling over any fair-looking woman they encountered on their journey, be she a fairy or a demoness.

Perhaps the best way to describe Zhu Bajie would be to liken him to the character Duan Zhengchun in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils"—incredibly passionate, right?

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One could only blame that Zhu Bajie had more genuine feelings than the average person.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival!" The Little White Dragon, upon hearing that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, also became somewhat downcast, recalling the days in the Western Sea Dragon Palace, and inevitably, the memory of Princess Wansheng who had wronged him, surfaced.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was a time for family reunion, and it indeed easily touched the softest spots in people’s hearts.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival, huh? I wonder how all the monkeys and offspring of Flower Fruit Mountain are faring!" It wasn’t just Little White Dragon, even Sun Wukong’s gaze grew distant, and he murmured softly.

His eyes, lost in reminiscence, seemed to fall into memories of joyful times on Flower Fruit Mountain.

There were no quests for enlightenment with Ancestor Bodhi, no Havoc in Heaven, nothing at all. Back then, he seemed to be just an ordinary monkey on Flower Fruit Mountain, no more...

It’s strange to think that during those days, although he seemingly had nothing, they were arguably the happiest times of his life.

"I wonder how Gaoyang is doing now? And my parents from my previous life, how are they?" Next to him, Jiang Liu was murmuring introspectively to himself.

Especially when thinking of his parents from his former life, he felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Having been transported to the world of "Journey to the West," he wondered whether he would ever have a chance to return in this life.

Uh...

Sha Wujing, observing Jiang Liu, Sun Wukong, and even the White Dragon Horse all lost in their bittersweet ruminations, scratched his head, feeling once again out of place.