Beast Taming: Abyssal Descent-Chapter 304 - 274:

"Old Xi, if we don’t climb the mountain and pay homage to the post, can we forcibly break this seal and release Little Kong Kong?"

Looking at the towering peak piercing the clouds, Chen Sanzang had no desire to climb it at all, especially since the Five Elements Mountain was barren, with nothing on it to pique his interest for exploring mysteries or bumping into lady friends.

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

Old Xi explored a little and found that the Five Elements Mountain was connected to the earth veins, gathering the power of the five elements of heaven and earth to form a shackle, and coupled with the Buddha Seal left by Tathagata Buddha on top of the mountain, that’s what trapped Sun Wukong.

However, the seal is not very strong; as long as there’s a strong Daluo Realm person, they can break it violently.

The reason no one releases Sun Wukong is because the Buddhist Sect stationed people here, and Daluo Realm experts have no reason to offend the Buddhist Sect.

After all, the reputation of the two saints of the Buddhist Sect isn’t good. If anyone helps the monkey out, they might unintentionally end up joining the Western Sect, given that the Jie Sect was once the biggest sore loser, right?

"Dang it, I really have to climb the mountain to pay homage to Tathagata, huh? Humph! Today I bow to him, but tomorrow, I’ll make sure he bows back tenfold!"

Chen Sanzang muttered a curse but didn’t rush to climb the mountain immediately. Instead, he headed towards Sun Wukong’s imprisonment site.

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

While holding a staff in one hand and a small wine gourd in the other, Chen Sanzang sat atop a small tiger, sipping wine and chanting Buddhist prayers.

"Heh, today there’s actually a wine-drinking monk? I, Old Sun, haven’t had a drink in ages. Pour me a cup to satisfy my cravings."

Though Sun Wukong was pinned under the Five Elements Mountain, courtesy of the people of the Great Qin Empire who were looking after him, apart from not being able to move, he wasn’t deprived of food and drink.

However, wine was rarely sent to him, mainly because the monkey’s drinking habits weren’t great; he liked to curse the heavens, the earth, and the Buddha when drunk.

The folks of the Great Qin Empire feared they’d be noted down by the Buddha in his little black book, so they mostly avoided giving him wine.

"Eh, I thought monkeys were supposed to be skinny, why is Little Kong Kong so round?"

Chen Sanzang looked oddly at Sun Wukong, who had half his shoulders and head outside of the Five Elements Mountain.

Having seen many versions of Brother Monkey before, this was the first time seeing one so plump, with a monkey face turned into a round ball, full of comical charm.

"Every day is either eating or drinking, or just laying down for a nap; staying put for dozens of years without moving, how can I not gain weight?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and rubbed his face, which had unknowingly swollen into a dumpling, full of helplessness.

This damn Five Elements Mountain not only crushed him, leaving him immobile, but also sealed his mana.

While relying solely on physical strength, he could painstakingly flip himself over for a more comfortable position, he couldn’t do any weight-loss exercises.

If his mana weren’t sealed, he could have used it to refine away all this fat; but for now, he could only lay there quietly.

He didn’t want to reveal his already skyrocketed strength, giving Tathagata Buddha ample preparation or something.

The grudge of being crushed under the Five Elements Mountain was one the Monkey King must avenge; at the very least, he had to rub Tathagata’s head bald, and then polish it with a stick.

Isn’t there a saying among humans, that even iron bars can be ground into needles?

The Monkey King wanted to try and see if the Sea Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, such a steel stick, could grind Tathagata’s bald head into a needle!

"I see."

Chen Sanzang nodded and then casually pulled out a Memory Stone from his Storage Ring, triggered with a wisp of mana, capturing the monkey’s current image from all angles, 365 degrees.

It’s rare to see Little Kong Kong’s character collapsing; if not recorded for some blackmail fodder, how could it be worthy of the scheming Chen Sanzang?

"Oh my, you wine-guzzling bald donkey, how come you even have a camera? Quickly give the Memory Stone to Old Sun, or when Old Sun gets out, stick-waiting!"

Doesn’t Old Sun care about face?

Watching the wine-drinking monk swiftly put away the Memory Stone after a series of actions, Sun Wukong showed his teeth gritting.

But now, his round dumpling face where’s any hint of ferocity?

In fact, when trying to snarl sternly, it gave others a feeling of silly and cute stupidity.

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

Forcing a drumstick into the mouth of the cursing monkey, Chen Sanzang lightly said.

"What? Out, you’re the bald donkey arranged by the Buddhist Sect for the westward journey to fetch scriptures?"

The monkey said indistinctly while tearing the drumstick, spitting with unclear words.

He further burst out with strong power, letting himself make a salted fish turn, lying face-up to watch the wine monk.