Journey to the West: The Old Lord Entertains Children in the Doushuai Palace

“Tang Sanzang, now you understand where you came from, don’t you?” After hearing Muye’s words, Tang Sanzang pulled out his own spine and fashioned it into a nine-ringed monk’s staff. The nine skulls from his previous life hung from it. “Monkey, you’ve been toyed with your whole life, and the Buddhist school has taken advantage of you. What will you do now?” The Monkey King silently climbed onto Tang Sanzang’s back. This time, he wasn’t the senior brother who had to do everything. “The Journey to the West has gone off the rails.” “Good. We’ll have more fun cultivating.” “Tianpeng, what are your eight hundred thousand naval troops doing?” “The navy? Obviously, they’re clubbing.”