And after traveling for half an hour, we barely moved at all, like we were just out for a leisurely stroll in the park.
At this pace, who knows how long it'll be until monkey year or horse month before we reach the Western Heaven Great Leiyin Temple to finish this Westward Journey calamity!
In the beginning, Sun Wukong would earnestly try to persuade Chen Sanzang to at least scale up the travel time a bit and move faster.
But this guy was like oil and water; he insisted on three meals a day, and they had to meet certain standards and quality. While cultivating, one shouldn't skim on themselves; all that talk about immortals needing to be indifferent is a load of crap. Isn't immortality all about better enjoyment?
So after the third attempt, the monkey just gave up.
Do whatever you want; Old Sun doesn't care anymore. If those bald donkeys over in the west have the guts, they can manage it themselves!
