Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

After all, those strong individuals who were enslaved by the Main God Giant Light Ball, each one of them had long since been rebellious, otherwise, in his previous life, Wang Buchou wouldn't have been able to escape.

In the Primordial World, within the Great Qin Empire, at the Chen Mansion.

After comforting his numerous wives and concubines, Chen Sanzang had already started preparing to leave the Great Qin Empire and journey to the West to acquire scriptures.

There was no other option. After returning from the Great Qin Heavenly Prison, not only did Old Xi inform him that the great tribulation of the Westward Journey was completely unfolding, but Emperor Shi also urged him to go westward.

The most shameless of all was the Bodhisattva Guanyin, who dragged him into the Dream Space every few days, where the two of them would intimately discuss scriptures and philosophies. To those who didn't know, they might have thought that they were getting really intimate, lonesomely, in the Dream Space!

Of course, in the Dream Space, Chen Sanzang was brainwashed by the Bodhisattva Guanyin over and over again.

If it wasn't for Old Xi being helpful, Chen Sanzang felt that he would have certainly been converted into a fool by the Buddhist Sect!

"Damn it, if I didn't know that Bodhisattva Guanyin's previous incarnation was Ci Hang Daoist, a man turned into a woman, commonly known as a trans person, I would have to deal with him!"

After instructing his wives, concubines, and children, Chen Sanzang took out the treasures he had acquired over the years, handed them over to his many wives and concubines, and instructed them to take good care of the family business, then packed his bags and walked out of the mansion gate.

The first stop, of course, was to rescue Little Kongkong.

Wanting to build his own black Buddhist Sect force, how could he do without a fighter?

Isn't Little Kongkong a rare super fighter?

As his number one lackey, he was worthy of nurturing, and Chen Sanzang believed that after his training, it wouldn't be a problem to smack Tathagata Buddha on the head!

"Step by step, slowly traversing mountains and rivers. By the way, weren't they supposed to give me a White Horse?"

Leisurely walking out of Xianyang City in the Great Qin Capital, Chen Sanzang suddenly realized, where was his horse?

Chen Sanzang cursed as he walked out of the Great Qin Capital.

Who wouldn't complain? They didn't even give him the standard White Horse that Tang Seng had, so how was he supposed to fish out the Little White Dragon when passing through the Yingchou River?

Without the White Dragon Horse, was he really supposed to walk on foot to the Western Heaven?

He was a Taiyin Golden Immortal; flying for a few days and nights at most would get him to the Da Leiyin Temple to complete the scripture-fetching mission. Was he really going to walk like a fool?

Or should he ride a monkey or a pig to the Western Heaven when the time comes?

The thought of riding Little Kongkong or Little Piggy made Chen Sanzang shudder, utterly unbecoming!

In the countless celestial immortals and Buddhas, who had a monkey or a pig as a mount?

"Perhaps you won't have the White Dragon Horse, but it's still possible to find a temporary mount. Chen Sanzang, what do you think, would a pig make a good mount, or perhaps a fish demon?"

Old Xi's voice had a teasing tone.

"Why is the White Dragon Horse gone? How could my handsome White Dragon Horse be missing? Without riding a White Horse, how could Tang Seng charm those female demons?"

Chen Sanzang was very dissatisfied. Though a person riding a white horse is not necessarily a prince, when riding a white horse, he was indeed Tang Sanzang!

"Because the Ancestral Dragon is also in our camp, so on this Westward Journey, although Little White Dragon will still join in, he won't transform into a mount this time."

Zhu Ganglie is with Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, Sha Wujing is with the Jade Emperor, so letting them be mounts isn't a bad option, right?

Who said Tang Sanzang must accept them as disciples?

"Have you seen a celestial immortal's mount being a pig or a fish? Wouldn't they be laughed at by others? Don't I care about face?"

Chen Sanzang retorted in anger.

"You could also choose another mount. For example, if you fancy a female demon, just have her reveal her true form and let her carry you daily. You can ride during the day for travel and at night for relaxation, huh?"

Old Xi laughed evilly, coming up with bad ideas.

"Not a bad idea, like that Jade-faced Fox; it's just that the threat from Old Niu is quite significant."

Chen Sanzang was instantly led astray by a certain system.

"Planning it carefully, the Jade-faced Fox has some chance to become a mount. However, aren't the seven little spiders even better rides? Ride a different one each day with different colors, wouldn't that be more enjoyable?"

"Sounds feasible. I've heard the seven little spiders have no background, directly woo them to be mounts, there's potential in that plan."

Chen Sanzang wiped away the tears from the corner of his eye, with an image already formed in his mind.

As for the Thousand-Eyed Centipede Spirit behind the seven little spiders, what was that creature?

Merely a Little Demon King of the Taiyi Realm, perfect for transcending, and the body could even be used to soak in wine, right?

Watching Chen Sanzang drool, Old Xi chuckled, starting to plan a grand scheme.

Just then, out of the bushes not far away, leapt a little tiger. Before it even roared to demonstrate its might, Chen Sanzang leaped up and suddenly mounted onto the little tiger's back.

"Just a mere little demon, temporarily serving as a mount wouldn't be too bad, right!"

In the original classic "Journey to the West," when Tang Seng first reached the Great Tang border, he encountered a fierce tiger.

The two attendants given to him by the Tang Emperor were eaten by this Little Tiger Demon, and he was saved by a hunter.

However, this hunter was not a kind person but a transformation of the heavenly immortals, specifically descended to allocate merits.

Nowadays, within the Great Qin Empire, wild little demons were basically being well-behaved, lying honestly in their domain, with no chance of jumping out to attack humans.

Therefore, the sudden appearance of this little tiger was undoubtedly set up by some people on purpose.

So, Chen Sanzang had no mercy, directly sitting on the little tiger's back, unceremoniously smacking the tiger hard on the back of its head.

This smack wasn't light, sending little stars flying before the little tiger's eyes, making it shake left and right for a while before finally stabilizing itself.

The little tiger was sensible enough to realize the person on its back was a being with great ability and divine skills, so it quietly stood, whimpering a few times, appearing quite aggrieved.

"Oh, are you feeling wronged? I am a highly enlightened monk, obediently serve as a mount for a while, or I'll transcend you!"

Chen Sanzang knocked on the Little Tiger Demon's head, then with a slap from a distance created a gust of wind towards a large tree nearby, instantly creating a gust and flying sand and rocks.

When the wind subsided, the large tree had already broken in two, and its branches and leaves turned into countless fragments that were scattered everywhere.

The little tiger gave a fierce shiver, its originally taut tail instantly tucked between its legs, lowering its body even further, making its back more suitable for riding.

"Heh, teachable indeed. Little tiger, let's go."

Lightly patting the little tiger's rear, this frightened Little Tiger Demon instantly, gently began to move forward, without the slightest bump, allowing Chen Sanzang to feel no disturbance as they moved.

"Now, that's good, go a little slower, and later I might give you a fortuitous encounter."

Chen Sanzang nodded with satisfaction, then directly lay down on the broad back of the tiger, while a luggage bundle on his back was directly hung on the tiger's tail.

"Old Xi, can you detect any abnormalities around?"

In the Sea of Consciousness, Chen Sanzang asked the system with a serious face.

"Could there be no abnormality? Just after leaving the Great Qin Capital, Xianyang City, encountering such a Little Tiger Demon, who knows which idiotic immortal designed this calamity, couldn't even use their brain."

Old Xi was complaining while converting the abnormalities he had just detected into a video and playing it for Chen Sanzang.

In the high sky, a figure was hiding in the clouds, stunned, watching the leisurely little tiger carrying Chen Sanzang forward.

This celestial immortal, with three eyes on its head, who else could it be but the Erlang God?

Chen Sanzang's mouth twitched a bit.

He truly didn't expect that the Erlang God would do something so stupid.

"Did the Erlang God offend someone? Didn't anyone tell him that this monk is cultivating?"

At least he's cultivated to the level of a Taiyin Golden Immortal, not much different from the Erlang God, didn't this guy do a little homework beforehand?