Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge
Chapter 1083 - 633

Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

Chen Sanzang had a great time along the way; wherever there was a mountain, he sought a cave, and whenever he found a forest, he would enter. If there was a female demon that looked as beautiful as a flower, he would enlighten her.

Those who submitted to him gained incredible fortune.

Those who resisted him gained great opportunities.

The former were enlightened by him and sent to the Netherworld, destined to reincarnate in their next life within the Great Qin Empire.

The latter were transcended by him and sent to the Western Paradise; whether they would meet the Buddha remained unknown.

After all, he gave them great opportunities, so if they didn't make the most of them, who was there to blame?

Anyway, he was only responsible for transcending them, while also receiving all of their inheritances, including their cultivation levels and even their corpses.

For instance, a certain female rabbit, feeling the overwhelming presence of Buddhist Law, wished to join the Buddhist Sect, and Chen Sanzang transcended her into the Western Paradise.

By the way, he braised her rabbit head with spices; it was truly delicious beyond compare.

Riding a little tiger, Chen Sanzang finally arrived at the border of the Great Qin Empire, outside the Two Worlds Mountain.

Looking at the five barren peaks thrusting into the clouds like fingers, he couldn't help but marvel at the power of the Tathagata Buddha; indeed, he was worthy of once being the great master brother of the Jie Sect.

"Old Xi, if I don't climb the mountain and pay my respects, can I forcibly break the seal to release Little Kongkong?"

Facing the cloud-piercing peaks, Chen Sanzang had no desire to climb, especially since the Five Elements Mountain was barren, devoid of anything worthwhile, not even the intrigue of seeking mysteries or chance encounters with pretty ladies.

"If you completely transcend the Golden Cicada and inherit all his cultivation, you can forcibly break it."

Old Xi did a brief exploration and discovered that the Five Elements Mountain was connected to the earth veins and gathered the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth to form a shackle, supplemented by the Buddha Seal left by Tathagata on the peak, which trapped Sun Wukong.

However, the seal was not particularly strong; a Daluo Realm expert could break it by force.

The reason no one released Sun Wukong was that the Buddhist Sect stationed people there, and Daluo Realm experts had no reason to offend the Buddhist Sect.

After all, the reputation of the two saints of the Buddhist Sect wasn't great, so if someone dared to stand up for the monkey, they might end up joining the Western Teaching, considering the Jie Sect once being the biggest aggrieved party, wasn't it?

"Damn, do I really have to climb the mountain to pay my respects to Tathagata? Humph, today I'll pay him respect, and tomorrow, I'll make him pay me back tenfold!"

Chen Sanzang grumbled to himself but did not immediately climb the mountain; instead, he headed toward the place where Sun Wukong was imprisoned.

"Little Kongkong, your destined teacher is here to recruit you!"

Holding a staff in one hand and a small wine gourd in the other, Chen Sanzang sat atop the little tiger, drinking while chanting Buddhist prayers.

"Wow, today a Drinking and Eating Monk came? Old Sun hasn't had a drink in ages, give me a cup to satisfy my craving."

With people from the Great Qin Empire attending to him, Sun Wukong, though trapped under the Five Elements Mountain, wasn't deprived in terms of food and drink, except he couldn't move.

Yet, wine was sent in limited amounts because the monkey wasn't very good with alcohol; when drunk, he liked to curse the heavens, the earth, and the Buddha.

The people of the Great Qin Empire were afraid of being noted by the Buddha in his records, so when serving Sun Wukong, they rarely delivered wine.

"Wow, I thought monkeys were slim and lean, why is Little Kongkong so plump?"

Chen Sanzang looked strangely at Sun Wukong's half-exposed shoulder and head outside the Five Elements Mountain.

There were many versions of Brother Monkey he had seen before; this was the first time seeing him so plump, his monkey face had turned into a round ball, full of comedic charm.

"Every day is either eating or drinking, or sleeping lazily, stuck here for decades without even being able to move around; how could I not gain weight?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, rubbing his face that had unknowingly swollen like a bun, expressing helplessness.

This damned Five Elements Mountain not only pressed him down, rendering him immobile but also sealed his mana.

Although he could laboriously rely on his physical strength to turn over and switch to a more comfortable sleeping position, he couldn't do any slimming exercises, right?

If his mana hadn't been sealed, he could have refined his current body fat away that way; as it was, he just lay there obediently.

He didn't want to expose his long-surging power and let the Tathagata Buddha make preparations or something.

The grudge of being pressed under the Five Elements Mountain, Brother Monkey was determined to repay; at the very least, he'd shave Tathagata's hair off and polish him with a stick to a gleam.

Isn't there a saying among humans that even a strong rod can be ground into a needle?

Brother Monkey wanted to try to see if the Ocean Stabilizing Divine Needle, this iron stick, could be used to grind Tathagata's bald head into a needle!

"Ah, I see."

Chen Sanzang nodded, then casually pulled out a Memory Stone from his Storage Ring, activated it with a wisp of mana, capturing Sun Wukong's current image in a full 365-degree perspective.

It was rare to see Little Kongkong's persona collapse; not recording it as blackmail material, how could it suit the scheming Chen Sanzang?

"What the heck, you Drinking and Eating bald donkey, how did you bring a camcorder? Hurry up and hand over the Memory Stone to Old Sun, or when Old Sun escapes, the stick will be waiting!"

Isn't Old Sun concerned about face?

Watching the swift maneuver of storing away the Memory Stone, Sun Wukong bared his teeth at the Drinking and Eating Monk.

But now that his round, bun-shaped face was so plump, where was any hint of menace?

Baring his teeth in an attempt to intimidate actually gave off a silly and cute impression.

"Little Kongkong, how about trading a Memory Stone for your chance at freedom?"