“Bodhisattva, please calm down. My companion and I are only here for Zhizunbao,”
Qi Tian said with a serious expression.
“Zhizunbao is just an ordinary person. The only unique thing about him is that he is the reincarnation of Sun Wukong.”
“But one Sun Wukong is not worth such actions from you.”
Guanyin Bodhisattva shook her head.
Sun Wukong is the pilgrim, important and unimportant at the same time.
Otherwise, when Sun Wukong colluded with the Bull Demon King to eat Tang Monk’s flesh, the Jade Emperor wouldn’t have ordered Sun Wukong’s execution.
If Tang Monk hadn’t pleaded for him, the Great Sage, the pilgrim’s senior disciple, would have been replaced by another.
At least, that’s how it is in this world.
“But he is Sun Wukong, that’s enough.”
“Though Bodhisattva may not believe it, my companion is truly Sun Wukong. As for me, I’m half.”
“Let’s talk about my companion first. He just emerged from a stone not long ago and is currently studying at the Bodhi Academy.”
“As for me, in my world, the pilgrimage has already been completed. Sun Wukong became the Fighting Buddha, but ultimately chose to leave Mount Meru for freedom.”
“Sadly, Sun Wukong was besieged by Heavenly Court soldiers after leaving Mount Meru and died in the end.”
“I'm a part of Sun Wukong, so it's not wrong to say I am him.”
“However, as you can see, Bodhisattva, my cultivation is vastly inferior to Sun Wukong’s.”
“I want to revive the real Sun Wukong, but my strength is far from enough.”
“So I'm here to help Zhizunbao now, and when I need help later, he will come to help me.”
“That's why my companion and I are here.”
This isn’t important information, revealing it wouldn’t be a problem.
He’s not wrong. Aside from the task posted by the chat group, the biggest reason he helps Zhizunbao is to make him into Sun Wukong and have him help him in return later.
Of course, a desire to make up for his regrets in the past life also plays a part.
Guanyin Bodhisattva slightly frowned. She could discern truth from falsehood in Qi Tian’s words.
But weren’t these things effortlessly done by those powerful beings behind them?
Why make them do it themselves?
Could it be that they don’t want to intervene in their growth?
Myriad thoughts crossed Guanyin Bodhisattva’s mind, but she couldn’t figure it out.
“Even without your help, Sun Wukong’s return is inevitable. You don’t need to go through so much trouble.”
Unable to understand, Guanyin Bodhisattva stopped thinking. She’d report these matters to the Jade Emperor later and let him worry about it.
“Sun Wukong’s return is inevitable, but he doesn’t want to wear the Golden Hoop and he doesn’t want Zixia to die.”
“This is our true purpose for coming here.”
If it really can’t be done, then wearing the Golden Hoop is acceptable, but Zixia must live.
After all, the Golden Hoop can be removed later, but once a person dies and reincarnates, they’re no longer the same person.
“Bodhisattva, in the end, the result is that Zhizunbao regains the power of Sun Wukong and protects Tang Monk on his journey to the West.”
“So let’s be straightforward and get it over with.”
“After Sun Wukong dies, you directly give his power to Zhizunbao. No need for all those unnecessary steps. How about that?”
Qi Tian narrowed his eyes and suggested.
Zhizunbao has already seen the subsequent script. Wouldn’t it be better to just skip those seemingly challenging procedures?
“I can give Sun Wukong’s power to Zhizunbao.”
Qi Tian didn’t speak, because there’s usually a “but” after that.
As expected, Guanyin Bodhisattva continued.
“But he must wear the Golden Hoop.”
Guanyin Bodhisattva didn’t yield.
Sun Wukong was wanted by the Heavenly Court because he colluded with the Bull Demon King to eat Tang Monk’s flesh. Even after reincarnation, his nature still harbors a fierce side.
To prevent such an incident from happening again, Zhizunbao must wear the Golden Hoop.
Only then could they safely let Zhizunbao escort Tang Monk on the pilgrimage.
“Is that a no?”
Qi Tian asked.
“If it were you, would you feel comfortable letting Sun Wukong continue the pilgrimage?”
Guanyin Bodhisattva asked back.
Qi Tian understood actually. They had prepared the Golden Hoop earlier and had Tang Monk put it on Sun Wukong.
But Tang Monk evaded the issue and refused to do it.
They respected Tang Monk’s wishes and didn’t insist on Sun Wukong wearing the Golden Hoop.
But what was the result?
Sun Wukong was unwilling to escort Tang Monk on the pilgrimage and even tried to eat him.
Giving him another chance and putting some restrictions on him is only natural.
“Of course, I wouldn’t feel comfortable.”
“But Bodhisattva, haven’t you forgotten?”
“The one escorting Tang Monk on the pilgrimage is Zhizunbao, not Sun Wukong.”
Qi Tian spread his hands and said with a grin.
The things Sun Wukong did have nothing to do with Zhizunbao.
Sun Wukong did wrong, but he’s dead, dead men tell no tales.
Why are you now putting Sun Wukong’s actions on me?
It wasn’t me who did those things. If you have the guts, go find Sun Wukong.
“施主, you are being sophistical.”
Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed.
“When one is reincarnated, those with merits from their past life can be born into wealthy families.”
“Those who have committed great sins will be sent to the animal realm, hungry ghost realm, or hell realm.”
“Cause and effect in the previous life, consequence in this life.”
“How can it be simply dismissed with ‘dead men tell no tales’?”