And after half an hour traveling, they were moving unbelievably slow, practically on a leisurely outing.
At this rate, who the hell knows when they'd reach the Western Heaven Great Leiyin Temple and complete this Westward Journey calamity?!
Initially, Sun Wukong tried his best to persuade Chen Sanzang to speed up, at least extend the travel time a bit.
But this guy just wouldn't listen and insisted that three meals a day must be guaranteed in quality and scale. Cultivation, of course, shouldn't mean neglecting oneself. What nonsense is all this about Immortals being emotionless! Isn't immortality for better enjoyment?
So, after trying three times, the Monkey just gave up too.
"Have it your way, Old Sun won't care anymore. If those baldies in the west have the guts, let them deal with it themselves!"
For Sun Wukong, he was content with just running small errands each day, preparing three meals, and the rest of his time was very free.
