Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything
Chapter 847 - 847: The Bodhisattva Whose Mind Exploded

The mysterious monk fell silent. Or rather, at this point, even if he said something, he wouldn't know what to say.

Since Xuanzang had already figured out that there was a plot behind everything, and he had given enough reasons, there was no point in refuting.

Since that was the case, there was nothing more to argue about.

The mysterious monk kept quiet, and Jiang Liu did not say much either, simply sitting alone in silence.

Although he showed that he knew about the mastermind behind the scenes, the other party refused to speak. What could he do about it?

This matter needed to be considered carefully over time.

"Master, how's the situation on your end?"

"Master, are you alright?"

"Master, did they also use the 'lure the tiger away from the mountain' tactic on Xiaobai?"

"Master, what should I do next?"

Not rushing to get to the bottom of things right now, Jiang Liu sat cross-legged and opened his friends list. He could see Sun Wukong and the others' avatars flashing, so he responded to each of them.

Indicating that they did not need to worry, he was still safe at the moment.

As for asking Sun Wukong and the others to come rescue him?

Jiang Liu told them not to rush over. If he truly needed them, he would message them.

On the Journey to the West, this was not the first time the Master had been captured—for example, by Gold-Horn and Silver Horn, or Ancestor Huangmei. Each time, the Master was calm and unhurried, and there was no real danger.

Sun Wukong and the others had become quite accustomed to this.

As a result, after receiving this directive from the Master, Sun Wukong and the others did not feel an urgent need to act and focused on their own matters.

Sun Wukong concentrated on dealing with the volcanic eruptions on Flower Fruit Mountain.

Zhu Bajie focused on fighting evil demons and reclaiming his wife.

Sha Wujing? He stayed with Amei's reincarnation, taking the opportunity to spend more time with the little girl.

The Little White Dragon? He lay calmly in the Exquisite Immortal Mansion, waiting for the Master's instructions.

The Master had been captured? They showed no signs of concern and even silently mourned for the mysterious monk.

Capturing the Master? None of the demons and ghosts who had previously captured him had met a good end.

Not to mention, just a few days ago, what was the fate of the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge after capturing the Master?

...

Jiang Liu chatted briefly with Sun Wukong and the others. After communicating with his disciples, he saw that there was nothing urgent at the moment, so he began to practice the cultivation technique from the Green Lotus Taoist Scripture.

Since there was nothing else to do, practicing could at least earn him some experience points, right?

The mysterious monk stood quietly to the side, contemplating silently.

Xuanzang's wisdom was astonishing; it surprised even the monk how easily he had figured out there was a mastermind behind the scenes.

What should he do next?

Killing Xuanzang was out of the question. All he had to do was wait for Sun Wukong and the others to come for the rescue.

As long as he followed the plan and created a disaster, his mission would be complete.

However, in this Immeasurable Kalpa, he had to be extremely cautious.

Even Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had died; if he made one wrong move, he would surely face the same fate.

Moreover, neither Manjushri Bodhisattva nor Samantabhadra Bodhisattva managed to save their lost souls.

If he died, saving his lost soul would be out of the question.

Walking on thin ice!

On the surface, he looked menacing, having captured Xuanzang, but inwardly, he was as cautious as treading on ice.

On the other hand, the captured Xuanzang seemed very calm.

Turning around, the mysterious monk saw Jiang Liu sitting cross-legged, cultivating, and his lips twitched.

He was astounded by Jiang Liu's nonchalance. Did he not care about his life at all?

Clearly, he had been captured with malicious intent, yet he was completely unmoved and focused on his cultivation.

After running the Green Lotus Taoist Scripture for eighty-one complete cycles, Jiang Liu retracted his internal energy and opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and full of vigor.

Opening his eyes, Jiang Liu saw the mysterious monk staring intently at him.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Jiang Liu was startled and stepped back a bit before asking.

"Xuanzang, what cultivation technique are you practicing?" the monk asked curiously, staring at Jiang Liu.

"Huh?" Jiang Liu was puzzled by the monk's question and looked at him oddly.

"You're a Buddhist disciple, but the technique you practice seems to be an orthodox Taoist technique, and quite an extraordinary one at that," the monk explained, voicing his curiosity and confusion.

The monk was indeed curious! As a high-ranking Buddhist monk and the reincarnation of the Tathagata's second disciple, how was it that Xuanzang practiced Taoist techniques? It was strange!

Moreover, this technique was by no means ordinary.

"Old monk, do you really want to know?" Jiang Liu asked after a moment of contemplation.

"Of course," the monk nodded.

"Well, I'm not going to tell you!" Jiang Liu turned away, refusing to answer.

"You..." The monk's expression darkened in anger.

Despite his anger, he knew he could do nothing to Jiang Liu. What could he do? Kill him?

"Old monk, you've never answered my questions. Do you think I will answer yours?" Jiang Liu said, glancing at the angry monk.

"This..." Jiang Liu's words were indeed reasonable, leaving the monk speechless.

Jiang Liu smiled but said nothing more.

When it came to skills, Jiang Liu couldn't help but be appreciative.

The system's skill books had profession restrictions, meaning he couldn't learn skills outside his profession.

However, skills from the Journey to the West world had no such restrictions.

At least for now, skills like Cloud Ascending Leaps, Water Avoidance Art, and Arhat Fist had no limitations.

In the future, he might have a chance to learn the Vajra Indestructible Body or the Law of Heaven and Earth?

Night passed without incident.

After chatting briefly with the old monk, Jiang Liu stopped talking and went to sleep.

The next morning, once it was light, Jiang Liu opened his eyes.

He thought for a moment before taking out pots, pans, and other utensils to prepare breakfast.

After boiling a pot of water, Jiang Liu tossed in an egg.

Once the egg was boiled, he took it out and added noodles to the pot.

The mysterious monk watched Jiang Liu's actions and shook his head quietly.

As a high-ranking Buddhist monk, Jiang Liu spent so much effort on eating. It was a waste of time.

Besides, he even brought out seasonings like ginger, garlic, and green onions?

Ignoring the monk, Jiang Liu continued with his preparations.

Once the noodles were about seventy to eighty percent cooked, he took them out and rinsed them in cold water to make them firmer.

Next, he added vegetable oil to the wok, heated it until boiling, then added chopped ginger, garlic, and minced chili.

After sautéing, he added some water and a spoonful of his homemade chili oil.

He simmered it on low heat to let the spices and chili fully infuse.

The monk sniffed the air and turned to watch Jiang Liu.

"Is he cooking noodles? But he's putting so much effort into it," the monk thought to himself.

Indeed, Jiang Liu simmered a small bowl of seasoning broth with ginger, garlic, and other seasonings over low heat.

On the cutting board, he had already peeled and halved the boiled egg.

He sliced cooked beef, thinly chopped abalone, prepared sea cucumber, and arranged leafy greens.

Soon, in a large bowl, the noodles were topped with halved egg, beef slices, abalone, sea cucumber, and vegetables, all arranged artfully.

Seeing that the seasoning broth was ready, Jiang Liu poured it into the bowl of noodles.

Finally, he added some homemade sesame oil and sprinkled a small handful of scallions on top.

The rich aroma filled the air, and Jiang Liu nodded in satisfaction.

The noodles looked perfect in both appearance and aroma.

In terms of luxury, it was better than the pictures on instant noodle packages.

"Xuanzang, your noodles smell amazing!" the monk said, approaching Jiang Liu, who was enjoying his meal.

"Thanks for the compliment!" Jiang Liu looked up at the monk, nodded, and thanked him.

The monk's lips twitched. Did he compliment Jiang Liu just to be thanked?

Taking a deep breath, the monk said, "Xuanzang, you know, I haven't eaten anything this morning..."

"Oh, well, you can go beg for alms. I won't be leaving!" Jiang Liu replied without looking up.

The monk's mood exploded in frustration.

Angry, the monk gritted his teeth and sat to the side, ignoring Jiang Liu.

However, the sound of Jiang Liu eating noodles and the rich aroma kept drawing the monk's gaze.

After a while, Jiang Liu patted his belly and looked at the half-eaten bowl of noodles, murmuring to himself, "Oh dear, I can't finish this. I'm already full. Did I make too much?"

The monk's heart skipped a beat, and he grew hopeful.

Did Xuanzang make too much and can't finish it?

Maybe he would ask if the monk wanted to eat it?

Should he agree right away? That would be embarrassing!

Yes, if Xuanzang offered, he would refuse at first and then "reluctantly" agree?

Jiang Liu looked at the half bowl of noodles he couldn't finish and stood up.

The monk sat up straight, watching Jiang Liu with the corner of his eye, waiting for him to approach.

But instead of walking towards him, Jiang Liu walked over to a nearby large tree.

"Hey, Xuanzang! What are you doing?" the monk's face changed drastically.

"Can't finish, so I'm dumping it!"