A useless person with five spiritual roots? What if you add the Journey to the West method to him?

Chapter 215 Little Dragon Girl

Xihai

Luanyun Reef Seabed

The two teams of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, clam maidens and fish maidens looked as if they had lost their parents.

They all knew they had been completely exiled.

The old Dragon King had children, which made him lose face in front of all the guests.

They are currently having a falling out.

How could the old Dragon King, the root cause of all this, still be an eyesore in front of us?

They didn't even give me a name before sending me away.

No, that's not right. It originally had a name, but it was given to the Third Prince, not the Third Princess.

The leading crab general looked at the still clueless little princess and sighed inwardly.

Completely unaware of her predicament, Little Dragon Girl lay on the chest of a clam spirit, curiously looking around.

Suddenly, she was drawn to a shadow that had been cast down, and she darted out, aiming at the dark shape above her head.

This terrified the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were tasked with escorting them.

Even if the little princess is disliked by the Dragon King, she cannot be allowed to get into trouble in their hands.

Otherwise, they'll have to go to the underwater hell tomorrow to experience what it means to be worse than dead.

The group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals quickly gave chase.

The little creature, being a dragon, is already a natural-born spirit of the water, even though it has only just been born.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals couldn't catch up with her at all.

They could only watch helplessly as the little princess leaped out of the water and landed on a broken bamboo raft.

Chen Sanzang, who was testing the reliability of the bamboo raft, was stunned when he saw a tiny dragon girl suddenly emerge from the water.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

"Hey? Why are you mimicking me?"

"Hey? Why are you mimicking me?"

Chen Sanzang would say something, and the little guy in front of him would repeat it.

This left Chen Sanzang speechless.

However, this little thing has horns on its head, a tail behind its back, and faint scales on its forehead.

Chen Sanzang immediately knew that this was probably the Dragon Girl mentioned in the storybook.

However, most of the dragon maidens in those stories are affectionate and beautiful young girls, so why is it that when I meet one, she becomes a little bean curd?

Of course, Chen Sanzang didn't really want a beautiful encounter with the Dragon Girl.

He's still several years away from understanding matters between men and women.

Chen Sanzang reached out and touched the little guy's dragon horns.

This rude gesture made the little guy frown repeatedly, then he reached out and slapped Chen Sanzang's hand away, and then glared at him angrily.

"What are you doing!"

"Huh? You're not mimicking my speech anymore?"

"Hmph! I think I know you!"

Chen Sanzang thought the little thing was too young to do anything but mimic speech.

Little did they know that dragons are born sacred, and being born with the ability to speak is nothing unusual.

But looking at the puffed-up little thing in front of him, Chen Sanzang began to have some doubts.

Know yourself?

Could it be someone I knew from a past life?

My master said that this world is an illusion, created by a few enemies to harm me.

We've already met two, but Master doesn't know exactly how many there are.

Could this little guy also be an enemy?

Chen Sanzang looked at the little guy without saying a word.

I just quietly considered how I should deal with it.

But the little guy got impatient: "Hey! I'm talking to you! What's your name?"

Looking at the little dragon girl with her head held high and a haughty air, Chen Sanzang found it quite amusing.

"My name is Chen Sanzang. Little one, next time you ask someone's name, remember to introduce yourself first. Asking directly like that is very impolite."

The little guy's face stiffened, and then he said somewhat awkwardly, "I don't have a name."

"No name? Didn't your parents give you a name?"

"They don't like me, humph, and I don't like them either! And those idiots behind them! They think I'm stupid and don't understand anything! Actually, I understand everything. They just suspect I'm a bastard! Humph!"

???

Chen Sanzang was caught completely off guard and stumbled upon a huge surprise.

bastard?

Is this exciting?

The little guy seemed to sense that Chen Sanzang was thinking something bad, and immediately headbutted Chen Sanzang hard in the chest.

But she completely forgot the immense strength she possessed as a dragon.

Chen Sanzang only had time to utter a "Holy crap!" before he was sent flying.

The little guy never expected that the somewhat familiar mortal in front of him was so weak and frail that he was easily sent flying by his own thrust.

She was frantically trying to check on the other person.

At this moment, a dark mass of fish, shrimp, turtles, and crabs floated up on the sea surface.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals breathed a sigh of relief as soon as they showed their faces and saw that their princess was only bullying mortals.

The lead crab general called out from afar, "Princess, stop playing around and get off the raft!"

The little guy breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Chen Sanzang get up from the ground, then pretended to be clueless and swam towards them.

The little creature was taken away by the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Chen Sanzang stood on the shore watching their figures disappear into the deep sea, and stroked his hairless chin.

"The bamboo raft isn't very good, but I haven't mastered the technique yet. Like that dead monkey said, gathering herbs and refining elixirs to create the Mystic Pearl, which would allow me to ride the clouds, I wonder how long that would take. Maybe I should trick this little dragon into helping me get there?"

The calls from the other side were becoming more and more frequent. Now that he was in charge of his primordial spirit, he couldn't help but feel an urgent desire to go there.

He asked the dead monkey, and he must know, but he just wouldn't tell him, always giving vague answers.

Even recently, the teaching pace has been deliberately slowed down, as if intentionally slowing down my own pace and preventing me from getting there so early.

Although the dead monkey loves to take advantage, he probably doesn't have any bad intentions towards me.

What exactly was that opportunity?

...

"An opportunity! A tremendous opportunity! Here I come!"

Western Liang Women's Kingdom

Yun Xuanzi went to great lengths to beg the Queen for a long time before finally obtaining a small team of only four guards.

But he couldn't wait any longer and headed straight for the sacred mountain marked on the map.

Now, perhaps only I know about this. If we act too late, we won't even get a taste of the soup.

Yun Xuanzi rode on his horse, a map spread out around his neck.

But instead of immediately following the fork in the road indicated on the map, she turned back to look at the female guard who had brought back the intelligence earlier.

Which way do we go?

The female guard immediately dismounted and knelt down: "Your Highness, the road on the left leads to a mountain stronghold. That stronghold was built by refugees. Outsiders who go there will be eaten alive, skin and bones. The right fork in the road should be the one I left a mark on. Please take me to confirm."

Yun Xuanzi nodded: "Granted!"

The female guard immediately jogged to a wooden stake and looked at the clear markings on it.

He immediately replied loudly, "Your Highness, it's the road on the right; the markings are still there."

Yun Xuanzi slightly raised his chin, and the rider beside him immediately understood and spurred his horse to the left.

They returned an hour and a half later.

She whispered a few words in Yun Xuanzi's ear.

Only then did Yun Xuanzi feel relieved and turn his horse to the right.

The maid who had previously presented the map and was now also pointing the way, hid under her sand-proof cloth, a strange smile curving her lips.

His eyes were full of patience.

Looking at the map, which had already passed three markers, Yun Xuanzi couldn't help but nod secretly.

This lowly maid is quite sensible; the map she provided appears to be quite accurate so far.

However, we still need to test a few more markers.

I'll just try three; I don't have much time to spend verifying this map.

Even if she wanted to trick him, she couldn't possibly have calculated exactly six intersections if he tried to do it on the spot.