Fantasy Westward Journey: From the Start, I Had Every Divine Beast

I really have nothing to do with the ancient demon god Chiyou. You call this the Sky-Splitting Axe? It’s just my firewood-chopping tool.

You call this a divine beast? All it does is act spoiled and cute, and it won’t even lose weight or listen to me. It’s gone off drinking again with the Flame Beast, the Nine-Colored Deer, and the others.

Sigh. Linghu, Paopao, and Linglong are still kids, and now they’ve been led astray.

I’m really not showing off. Nobody wants to team up with me, so I have no choice but to fight alone!