"System, are items stored in the system space completely shielded from the Saints' tracking?"
"Host, by deducting a certain amount of karma points, stored items can indeed be hidden from heavenly insight—even Saints won't detect them!"
Perfect! The plan was flawless.
"Alright then, how many karma points are required to shield the Brocade Cassock?"
"Host, shielding the Brocade Cassock will require 2,000,000 karma points."
"Wow, that's steep!"
"Host, the Brocade Cassock is a rare luck-bound treasure with a Saint's mark, hence the high cost."
Monkey King felt a wave of relief—good thing he hadn't made any rash moves. Pricey as it was, the shield would be well worth it.
"Alright, let's do this!" he decided, confident in his hefty karma balance after gaining 4.5 million points from his "incident" with White Dragon.
Quickly, while Tripitaka wasn't paying attention, Monkey King tucked the Brocade Cassock into the system space.
"System, shield the Brocade Cassock from heavenly insight!"
"Ding! 2,000,000 karma points deducted. The Brocade Cassock is now hidden."
Monkey King grinned. Done!
Duang Duang Duang
They arrived at the Guanyin Monastery, where Monkey King knocked on the door. A young monk answered, but at the sight of Monkey King, he froze in shock. Monkey King even gave him a toothy "smile."
"Ahhh!" the young monk screamed, collapsing to the ground in a faint.
"Uh…" Monkey King was puzzled. Had his smile really been that scary?
He touched his face and muttered, "Oops, forgot to transform!" Quickly, he cast a spell, adopting the appearance of a handsome young scholar.
The young monk's scream had drawn the attention of everyone in the monastery, including the abbot, Elder Jinchi, who hobbled over, leaning on his staff.
Seeing the unconscious monk, the others were baffled.
"Honored guest, what happened here? Why has my disciple collapsed at the door?" Elder Jinchi asked.
"Hey, old monk, don't pin this on me. I'm just as confused as you are," Monkey King denied, firmly. He wasn't about to admit he had scared the monk!
"Blessings, Wukong, what's going on here?" Tripitaka, seated on Ao Luan, approached, curious. It was strange to hear screams when Monkey King had only gone to knock on the door.
"Monster… a giant tortoise!"
"And there's a monk riding it!"
"A monk with a golden hoop around his head. Odd."
The monks of Guanyin Monastery stared at Tripitaka's unusual appearance, confused.
"Uh…" Tripitaka was speechless. These folks didn't even recognize a Dragon-Tortoise and mistook it for an ordinary tortoise. Although… it did look a lot like one.
"Master, someone here's playing the victim!" Monkey King pointed at the fainted monk, casting the blame aside.
Tripitaka rolled his eyes. He knew better. Though he hadn't seen the exact moment, he could tell the young monk was likely frightened by Monkey King's "original form" before his transformation. But with his disciple involved, Tripitaka chose not to correct him.
"May I ask for the abbot?" Tripitaka offered a respectful bow and asked.
Elder Jinchi hobbled forward. Though dressed in monk's garb, he was draped in glittering jewelry. Compared to his finery, Tripitaka's simple attire made him look humble—even the golden hoop on his head was unimpressive next to Jinchi's bejeweled cap.
As for Tripitaka's Nine-Ringed Staff, Elder Jinchi barely gave it a glance, focusing instead on his own gleaming staff, which radiated wealth.
"Honored monk, I salute you!" Elder Jinchi's voice held a note of disdain. To him, Tripitaka was clearly impoverished. The golden hoop? It couldn't hold a candle to his own hat!
Tripitaka sensed Jinchi's disdain but didn't mind. Jinchi, it seemed, liked to flaunt his riches—especially before monks from other lands. Now, seeing Tripitaka in his "humble" attire, Jinchi was excited to flaunt his collection and invited him to view it.
Unfortunately, Jinchi had chosen the wrong audience. Tripitaka was humble, not one for rivalry. He praised the items repeatedly, feeding Jinchi's vanity. Monkey King, meanwhile, remained silent, unimpressed by any of the treasures displayed.
High above, one of the Five Noble Truths (Buddhism) overseeing Tripitaka's journey finally decided to act. The Golden-Head Guardian Deity, cloaked in invisibility, reached for the chest on Ao Luan's back.
Monkey King noticed but simply smiled, waiting for the show to begin.
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