At this mont, one has to say that the little monkey's punch was just perfect. As a Through-back Ape, its mastery and application of Fist Technique were absolutely at a pinnacle. The punch was neither too heavy to cause Sha Wujing serious injuries nor too light, rendering him completely unconscious. And out of trust for the little monkey, after everyone had stopped to rest and regroup, Sun Wukong simply tossed Sha Wujing in a tent for soone to guard.
However, Zhibei's words later were too shocking, causing Sun Wukong to entirely forget about Sha Wujing. Now, with soone's reminder, he suddenly rembered that Sha Wujing still hadn't recovered his mory, which was undeniably like a ticking ti bomb. Therefore, Sun Wukong instantly transford into a streak of light and rushed into the tent ahead of everyone else.
After all, Sha Wujing was his junior brother. If he woke up and suddenly started hurting people, that would be a terrible sin. So Sun Wukong needed to ensure Sha Wujing was safe before anyone else arrived, but upon bursting into the tent, he let out a huge sigh of relief. Sha Wujing had woken up, yet he just sat there, looking utterly lost. When Sun Wukong rushed in, Sha Wujing only glanced at him briefly before becoming unresponsive again.
Sun Wukong's heart, which had just relaxed, couldn't help but rise into his throat again at Sha Wujing's behavior, which felt off. He called out gently, "Old Sha? Old Sha?" The voice wasn't soft, but Sha Wujing still didn't respond at all, sitting there blankly, motionless. "Old Sha, can you hear talking? I am your eldest brother, Sun Wukong!"
This ti Sha Wujing showed a slight reaction, turning his head to glimpse at him, then beca unresponsive again. At this point, everyone else had also gathered around, but Sun Wukong motioned for them to be silent and have everyone step back. Sha Wujing's reaction was making Sun Wukong feel uneasy.
He called out several more tis with no response, and now Sun Wukong was getting nervous—could that punch from the little monkey have made Old Sha stupid? Although Old Sha had never been very bright, it would be too pitiful if he had truly beco foolish. "Sha Wujing? Sha Wujing? Do you rember your own na?" Finally, this ti Sha Wujing had a strong reaction.
"Sha Wujing? Right, my na is Sha Wujing, not Jing Sha. I am Sha Wujing, I am Sha Wujing!" What started as a murmur turned into a frenzied yell by the last two sentences. As he repeatedly roared, a fierce aura exploded from him. He stood up abruptly, still yelling the sa sentence: I am Sha Wujing. He then grabbed a crescent shovel nearby, and that violent aura seed to have found an outlet, pouring into the crescent shovel in his hand.
"Quick, set up defenses fast, or we'll suffer heavy losses!" Sun Wukong had been paying attention to Sha Wujing, so the mont the anomaly began, he imdiately reacted. Clapping his hands together, a rich Earth Elent surged around him, while Three Thousand Barren Soil also poured out from his body, rging with the Earth Elent to form an inverted bowl-like Protective Shield of the Earth Elent, enveloping everyone and the entire tent within.
Next, an Extre Ice barrier, a Fire Wall, and another Earth Shield rose up simultaneously. The rest of the people also hurriedly used their own Defensive Spells, either reinforcing Sun Wukong's Protective Shield or aiding others with personal defenses. Just as everyone's defenses had barely been set up, a crescent-shaped beam of light already smashed towards them. But with the defense set up by several powerhouses together, the light didn't cause much disturbance and was blocked.
Yet following that, a bright yellow light suddenly appeared inside the tent, and a stele of the sa bright yellow color erged in Sha Wujing's hands. "I am Sha Wujing, I can't die, I still have to save Master, save Eldest Brother, save Second Brother, save Little White Dragon!" Nearly insane with rage, the Ultimate Water Stele shone brightly, and several water dragons spurted from the Heavenly Stele, each containing highly corrosive yin water, no ordinary liquid by any ans.
Under that powerful corrosive force, everyone's defenses began to dissolve rapidly. However, the Protective Shield made from Three Thousand Wasteland Soil displayed extraordinary resilience. Although it too was being eroded, the process was slow. "Ice Seal!" A voice containing a hint of chill issued from Xi Zhao. A thin mist emanated from his body, and all the water touched by this mist instantly turned into blocks of ice.
"Ling Ming, find a way to make him open his mouth!" Another voice called out. Sun Wukong was known as Ling Ming only to the Through-back Ape, Yuan Bisi. Hearing his words, Sun Wukong stopped controlling the Three Thousand Barren Soil. Imdiately, black and white light surged from his body, transforming into a full-body Armor that covered him entirely. A flash of light later, Sun Wukong appeared right in front of Sha Wujing.
At that mont, although Sha Wujing was near madness, he was not delirious. Seeing Sun Wukong suddenly before him, he didn't say a word and swung his crescent shovel right at him. Sun Wukong chuckled and didn't even bother to look at the crescent shovel coming down on him. He flicked the Jingu Bang in his hand, and as he extended his arm forward to thrust, two black and white arms suddenly appeared on his back shoulder and crossed over to block the crescent shovel.
anwhile, Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang had already pointed directly at Sha Wujing's abdon. However, he didn't feel the impact he had expected, knowing that it must have been blocked by a layer of water film on Sha Wujing's body. He wasn't in a hurry; he just softly uttered, "Three Thousand Desolate Sands, Devouring!" Then a clump of tiny grains of sand rose from the Golden Hoop, encircling Sha Wujing's body like tentacles of an octopus.
The mound of yellow sand flashed with light and began voraciously devouring the layer of water curtain used for protection on the surface of Sha Wujing's body. Sha Wujing only felt the Spiritual Power inside his body rapidly draining away. The water curtain was utterly consud, and Sun Wukong, bending and extending his arm, once again jabbed the Jingu Bang at Sha Wujing's abdon. This ti Sha Wujing felt a sharp pain in his belly. He had barely opened his mouth to cry out when a flash of yellow light passed, and the little monkey threw two objects directly into Sha Wujing's mouth.
"Alright, it's done, you guys help protect!" As soon as the objects, unknown to them, were thrown into Sha Wujing's mouth, the previously fierce-looking Sha Wujing imdiately closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground, appearing as though he had fallen into a deep sleep. This scene sent shivers down everyone's spines, and they all involuntarily took a few steps back. This little monkey was indeed not a good-natured creature. The incredibly fierce Sha Wujing had been force-fed sothing unknown by him and collapsed instantly—it was truly terrifying. If they were subjected to such treatnt, the re thought made them feel uncomfortable all over.
Imdiately, everyone urged Sun Wukong to lift the protective shield ford by the Three Thousand Barren Soil, and they all retreated. At that mont, many had the sa thought: they should never carelessly eat anything given by this little monkey.
Indeed, there is strength in numbers, and Sha Wujing, who nearly rampaged, was subdued in just a few moves. After everyone had left, Sun Wukong asked with so concern, "Is old Sha alright?" After all, Sha Wujing had collapsed quite suddenly. "It's fine, it's fine, I just fed him the Soul Fruit. As long as I use your mory to awaken those forgotten fragnts of his, he will recover his mory once he wakes up."
Sun Wukong nodded, then asked with so mystique, "You threw two things just now, one was the Soul Fruit, what about the other?" The little monkey glanced at him with an air of profundity and said, "Trust , you don't want to know!" Sun Wukong looked at him with disdain and then left the tent. However, out of concern, Sun Wukong didn't go far, but settled down slowly at the tent's entrance.
It was then that he recalled Sha Wujing's roars when he almost went berserk, "I am Sha Wujing, I can't die, I have to save Master, save Big Brother, save Second Brother, save the Little White Dragon!" For soone as honest and straightforward as old Sha, losing his mory must have been truly painful. Most importantly, he had not completely lost all his mories. Sothing must have happened during the battle with that Emperor of Heaven, which caused his mories to beco muddled and many things to fragnt into shattered pieces.
It was as if he knew about his Master and that he had an elder brother, but when standing in front of him, he could not recall who he was. Perhaps the Buddha statue's golden body that he transford into during the battle in the Primordial Palace was also based on those incomplete mories. What exactly had old Sha experienced to beco what he was now?
As Sun Wukong mulled over this, he suddenly heard the little monkey's call. He knew that the little monkey needed his mory to stimulate the fragnted ones of old Sha. Without hesitation, he stood up, took a deep breath, and resolutely entered the tent. Three Chinese Hours later, Sun Wukong erged from the tent with tears streaming down his face.
In those three hours, Sun Wukong's soul had made complete contact with Sha Wujing's, and as the little monkey read Sun Wukong's mories, Sun Wukong had to recount all the events from the first ti he t Tang Sanzang until he was killed by Chang'er.
In the end, as the little monkey was integrating Sha Wujing's mories, he also witnessed all of old Sha's mories from his birth to the present mont. It was Sha Wujing's mories that brought Sun Wukong to tears.
In truth, Sun Wukong didn't know much about Sha Wujing. He only knew that he was forrly the Curtain-Lifting General in the Lingxiao Palace of Heaven, who was demoted to the Mortal World and beca a demon of Flowing Sands River after breaking a crystal goblet. It wasn't until Master Tang Sanzang ca along that Sha Wujing was able to leave his demonic form behind and gained a few brothers.
But who knew of old Sha's suffering? The monotonous dreariness, day in and day out, for countless years; the pain of being pressed under the Flowing Sands River, where a kind-hearted man had to resort to eating humans to survive; the helplessness of achieving an Arhat's Golden Body after the pilgrimage, only to still be afflicted with Demon Qi; the inferiority from being too weak to protect his Master and fight alongside his brothers.
Old Sha, you've suffered for so long!
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