Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

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Then, with a loud boom, he collided with him, and the two were thrust straight into the belly of the mountain.

In the pitch-black mountain cave, Red Boy cursed, "Who's the dumbass that hit me?!"

Another rough voice rang out, "You're the dumbass, who you calling a dumbass?"

"I'm talking to you, dumbass, your whole family's dumbasses!"

"Your whole family's dumbasses, you believe I won't beat you up? Dumbass!"

"Come at me, who's afraid of who?!"

Whoosh!

Red Boy immediately pulled out his long spear, set it ablaze with flames, and then the two locked eyes.

"Father?"

"My boy?"

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The next moment, deep in the cave, Bull Demon King had Red Boy over his knee, winding up his palm for a spanking, cursing as he slapped, "Who you calling a dumbass? Who you calling a dumbass?"

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After a while, the father and son sat atop the mountain.

Bull Demon King asked, "Son, that girl you were talking about... Son, why are you crying?"

Heartbroken?

You're crying even harder now?

Should we talk about something else? Let me tell you, on my way here, I saw a really beautiful girl, that head of white hair... Son, why did you faint from crying?

Never mind, I'll just talk.

That girl was pretty cute, but man, she really hits hard.

If I wasn't worried I couldn't take her, I'd have gone for another try.

Forget it, better take her home for your mother to see, this kid seems to have really lost it."

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"Master, where did you just go, and why did you start fighting again?" Sun Wukong followed the energy fluctuations to find him.

Tang Sanzang replied, "It's nothing, just ran into a couple of dumbass demons. Wukong, let's hurry on..."

Sun Wukong was puzzled, "Master, why are you in such a hurry to leave this time?"

Tang Sanzang looked up at the sky with a face full of disdain and said, "I think there's something wrong with this mountain. They say the land nurtures its creatures, but the demons here are all like dumbasses. If we stay too long, I'm afraid it'll affect my intelligence."

Sun Wukong: "#￥%...&"

After Tang Sanzang and his party left, sixty mountain gods and earth deities saw them off all the way.

Originally, they were a bit unhappy, as Sun Wukong hadn't actually dealt with Saint Infant King before leaving, but after they feasted, they just left. However, when someone saw that Fiery Cloud Cave had been turned to ruins and Saint Infant King was nowhere to be found, they were moved to tears of gratitude, hailing the monks from Great Tang as demon-subduing and evil-vanquishing heroes who did good deeds without leaving their names.

They were celebrating when a red cloud flew back, and the mountain gods and earth deities were instantly dumbfounded.

"What are you lot staring at, you lowly deities? Bring the offerings!"

Red Boy roared.

The mountain gods and earth deities shivered in fear, and upon closer inspection of Red Boy, they saw he was different from before.

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Speaking of the Red Boy from before, he was just a mischievous little troublemaker. Although he bullied them, it was more just childish pranks. But the Red Boy now had a fierce light in his eyes, as though he was furious, finding nothing pleasing to the eye, with murderous intent all around.

A group of Mountain Gods and Earth Deities thought the Red Boy knew they had sought Sun Wukong's help to subdue him, and they trembled in terror, each bowing their heads, not daring to meet his gaze, and dutifully began to collect tribute.

At the same time, the Mountain Gods and Earth Deities cursed Tang Sanzang and the others in their hearts, "You scammers from the Eastern Land, a bunch of bald charlatans! What kind of demon-slaying and devil-subduing is this? You've just set our pit on fire and made it impossible for us to survive..."

Tang Sanzang had no idea that he had just been cursed by a group of people up to his ancestors of eighteen generations; he was currently sitting on a white horse, feeling dejected over missing out on a female demon. Explore stories on empire

Meanwhile, in the Crow-cock Kingdom.

"I'm truly a monk from the Great Tang of the Eastern Land, preparing to travel to the Western Heaven to seek scriptures. I am really Tang Sanzang, Your Majesty, please listen to me!"

Tang Sanzang cried out as he was dragged away by a group of soldiers.

The King of the Crow-cock Kingdom sat on his throne, disdainfully saying, "Con artists these days are really losing their touch. Knowing that I was saved by the eminent monk Tang Sanzang from the Eastern Land, and yet he dares to impersonate my great savior Tang Sanzang, truly courting death!"

"Take the prisoner away! Tomorrow at noon, behead him as an example to others!"

With a loud call, the doors of the prison slowly closed.

Inside the cell, Tang Sanzang sat on the ground and asked the protector Garana in front of him, "Do you think I am the true Tang Sanzang or a fake one?"

Protector Garanas: "@#￥..."

"Er... Regardless of real or fake, I think we should run for it first. Otherwise, there will really be a beheading tomorrow."

As soon as a Garana had spoken, he opened the prison cell and fled with Tang Sanzang out of the Crow-cock Kingdom under the cover of night.

Looking back at the glorious city, Tang Sanzang clenched his fist, "Does this count as a tribulation?"

"Er... I don't know." The Garanas truly didn't know, as the previous eighty-one tribulations had been prearranged. With the appearance of the 'bald thief,' everything had changed, and they really couldn't be certain what counted as a tribulation now.

"Although we don't know, the Buddha must have his own justice. Your journey so far has been much harder than those eighty-one tribulations, all things considered... they were all unexpected..." one Garana consoled.

Tang Sanzang nodded, "Well, it doesn't matter whether it's a tribulation or not. I must practice diligently!"

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Meanwhile, on the bank of the Black Water River.

"Damn it, calculating the time, they should have arrived a year ago. Have those monks had their legs broken, or have they been sucked dry and can no longer walk? They're just too slow, with no concept of time at all!"

A dark-skinned man sat on the riverbank, drinking water and swearing under his breath.

At that moment, a woman emerged from the water, "Husband, you've been going on about that Tang Sanzang for a year. What's so great about him that has you so preoccupied?"

Tuo Long laughed, "Wife, you don't understand. That Tang Sanzang isn't just any monk; he's the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada, a good man over ten lifetimes. Eating a piece of his flesh will grant eternal life!"

"Is there really such a saying?" The woman asked, astonished.

Tuo Long embraced his wife's slender waist, "Of course. This news came from the heavens. Some even asked the bodhisattvas on Mount Ling and they all avoided the question. Monks don't tell lies. If it were false, they would have denied it already. Obviously, it's true!"

The woman said, "No wonder, my husband, you've been squatting by the river, looking eastward for a whole year. If it grants eternal life, then it's indeed worth it."

Tuo Long smiled bitterly, "It's worth it, but it's no way to live, day and night guarding here. This simply isn't human work!"

The woman laughed, "You could have your underlings keep a vigil, right?"

Tuo Long shook his head, "Those little demons aren't bright. What if they doze off and let someone slip by? Wouldn't my year of waiting have been in vain?"

The woman said, "But, husband, you can't keep watch every day, right?"

Tuo Long sighed, "What can I do? We had agreed on a time, but those monks have treated it like a joke!"

As he complained, the woman suddenly said, "There's someone coming over there!"

Tuo Long squinted his eyes in the direction she indicated. He saw a woman with white hair in monk's garb riding a white horse coming their way.

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