I transmigrated into the body of a minor demon in Lion Camel Ridge and bonded with the [Grudge Absorption System]. While the kings ate people and refined pills, I secretly grew stronger by delivering the souls of the dead to peace. Then, on the day the pilgrims arrived, I saw the most terrifying sight of my life:
The monkey’s golden cudgel was wailing, and the pig demon’s nine-toothed rake was weeping blood.
Then Tang Sanzang, sitting astride his horse, slowly peeled off his mask of compassion and smiled at me.
“Little demon, can you guess why we only pick fights with demons who have powerful backing?”
