Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

Chen Sanzang was quite enjoying himself on the road, truly living with ease—wherever there was a mountain, he found a cave; wherever there was a forest, he entered it. Should there be a female demon as beautiful as a flower, he would always enlighten her.

Those who followed him received great fortune.

Those who didn't follow him received great transformation.

The former, after being enlightened by him, were sent to the Netherworld, where arrangements were made for their next reincarnation as humans, to be born in the Great Qin Empire.

The latter, after being transcended by him, were sent to the Western Paradise. Whether they could meet the Buddha was unknown.

After all, he gave them great transformation—if they couldn't make the most of it, who could they blame?

Anyway, he was only responsible for transcending them, while also conveniently receiving all their inheritance, including cultivation levels, and even their corpses.

For example, a certain female rabbit, feeling the overwhelming Buddhist Law and wishing to join the Buddhist Sect, was transcended by Chen Sanzang to the Western Paradise.

He conveniently made her rabbit head into a spicy dish, which was truly incredibly delicious.

Riding a little tiger, Chen Sanzang finally reached the border of the Great Qin Empire, outside the Two Worlds Mountain.

Looking at the five-finger-like peaks piercing into the sky, he couldn't help but sigh. The Tathagata Buddha was indeed impressive; no wonder he was once the eldest brother of the Jie Sect.

"Old Xi, if we don't find the mountain to pay respects and deliver a letter, can we forcibly break this seal and release Little Kongkong?"

Looking at the sky-piercing peaks, Chen Sanzang had no desire to climb, especially with the Five Elements Mountain being so bare. There was nothing to discover, and no chance encounters with young ladies to motivate him.

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

Old Xi, after a brief exploration, discovered that the Five Elements Mountain was linked to the earth's veins, gathering the Five Elements Power of Heaven and Earth to form a shackle. The Buddha Seal left by the Tathagata on the peak was what trapped Sun Wukong.

However, this seal was not very strong. As long as one had a Daluo Realm expert, it could be violently broken.

No one had released Sun Wukong because the Buddhist Sect had assigned someone to guard this place, and a Daluo Realm expert had no reason to offend the Buddhist Sect.

After all, the reputations of the two saints of the Buddhist Sect weren't great, and anyone daring to stand up for the monkey might end up joining the Western Teaching; it was the biggest grudge against the Jie Sect in the past, wasn't it?

"Damn, do I really have to climb the mountain to pay respects to the Tathagata? Hmph, today I pay him, but tomorrow I'll make him pay me back tenfold!"

Chen Sanzang muttered disgruntledly, yet he did not immediately climb the mountain but instead headed to the place where Sun Wukong was imprisoned.

"Little Kongkong, your Heavenly Destiny teacher has come to recruit you."

Holding a staff in one hand and a small wine gourd in the other, Chen Sanzang sat astride the little tiger, drinking wine and chanting Buddhist mantras.

"Huh, today a Drinking and Eating Monk comes? Old Sun hasn't had a drink in ages, give me a cup to quench my cravings first."

With people from the Great Qin Empire taking care of him, Sun Wukong, although trapped under the Five Elements Mountain, was not deprived in terms of food and drink, except for being unable to move.

But wine was given sparingly since the monkey's drinking behavior was not very good—he liked to curse the heavens, earth, and Buddha when drunk.

The people of the Great Qin Empire feared they would be noted in the Buddha's little book, so they rarely provided wine while serving Sun Wukong.

"Huh, I always thought monkeys were lean, yet how has Little Kongkong become so plump and round?"

Chen Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong, whose shoulders and head protruded from the Five Elements Mountain with a bizarre expression.

Having seen many versions of Brother Monkey, this was the first time he saw one so plump—the monkey's face had become a round ball, full of comedic elements.

"Eating and drinking, or lying around sleeping all day, staying here for decades without even moving a bit, could I not gain weight?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, rubbing his face, which had swelled to become a bun without knowing when, showing a helpless face.

That damned Five Elements Mountain not only pressed on him, immobilizing him, but also sealed his mana.

Even though he could painstakingly use physical strength to turn himself over, finding a more comfortable position to lie in, he couldn't do any exercise to lose weight, could he?

If his mana were not sealed, he could rely on it to refine away his current fat body. For now, the best he could do was lie down obediently.

He didn't want to expose his already booming strength growth and alert the Tathagata Buddha to make preparations.

The grudge of being trapped under the Five Elements Mountain, Brother Monkey must repay, at least by shaving the Tathagata bald and then giving him a glaze with his staff.

Did not humans say even an iron bar could be ground down to a needle?

Brother Monkey wanted to test whether the Ocean Stabilizing Divine Needle iron staff could be ground into a needle on the Tathagata's bald head!

"I see."

Chen Sanzang nodded, then casually pulled a Memory Stone from his Storage Ring, activating it with a wisp of mana to capture Sun Wukong's current image from all angles with 365-degree coverage.

A rare chance to see Little Kongkong's persona collapse, how could he not record this and keep a blackmail memento? How could Chen Sanzang, who enjoyed a good joke, pass this up?

"Damn it, you wine-draining bald donkey, you even brought a video recorder! Hurry and give Old Sun the Memory Stone, or when Old Sun escapes, the staff will serve you!"

Does Old Sun not need face?

Watching the Drinking and Eating Monk's quick actions, who swiftly put away the Memory Stone, Sun Wukong bared his teeth.

But now, with his face bloated round like a bun, where was any fierceness?

Barbed with teeth showing, he only added a foolish adorable gleeful appearance.

"Little Kongkong, how about exchanging a Memory Stone for a chance at your freedom?"