Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Cold sweat immediately covered his forehead as he wailed in his heart, "No way? When this monk gets cravings, he even eats his disciples?"

The Six-Eared Macaque said, "Master, he said that when you get cravings, you'll even eat disciples."

Golden Hair Roan looked like he was denying it, but this time...

The Six-Eared Macaque crossed his arms, "Not convinced? Keep swearing then."

"I..." Golden Hair Roan said with a sobbing tone, "Holy monk, you are a high monk who has achieved the Way, your strength is extraordinary... He deceived you before and ensnared me too, you can't just ignore it, right?"

Golden Hair Roan had realized that he couldn't keep talking about food, or he would eventually be conned into the pot, so he simply changed the subject.

However, to his consternation, Tang Sanzang said righteously, "He is my disciple, so at the end of the day, he wanted to get food for this poor monk. In essence, it was wrong, but he wasn't wrong towards me. So what if he lies? As for tricking you... are we that familiar with you? What's it to you if we trick you? Not happy about it?"

"I..." Golden Hair Roan's eyes bulged, as he had never seen someone so unreasonable and yet so unapologetically protective of their charge.

The Six-Eared Macaque was incredibly moved and thought to himself, "My Master really comes through in clutch times!"

Tang Sanzang stepped on the stool in front of Golden Hair Roan, leaned forward, and gazed into Golden Hair Roan's panicked eyes, "Baldy, you were the one who called out, right?"

Golden Hair Roan defended himself, "I only said 'bald,' not 'baldy.'"

"That's half a sentence. Rounding up, that's a full sentence, so this poor monk hasn't wronged you, right?" Tang Sanzang asked.

Golden Hair Roan, feeling aggrieved, cried out, "That still doesn't mean..."

Tang Sanzang looked at Golden Hair Roan with a threatening gaze, "Hm? Little animal, think carefully before you speak!"

Golden Hair Roan said plaintively, "It doesn't count, you're not wronging me..."

Tang Sanzang extended a large hand, "Since it doesn't count, then compensate this poor monk for the loss of this lifetime. You can choose not to pay and fight it out till the end; this poor monk doesn't mind personally digging you out of the pot!"

Golden Hair Roan felt like crying, he had seen robberies, but never one so brazen.

But with no choice under the circumstances, he honestly took out some gold and silver, "Holy monk, all the gold and silver I have are here, I'm giving them all to you, is that okay?"

But Tang Sanzang was plainly uninterested, "Mortal gold and silver can only buy mortal things, mortal food, what's there to eat that's good?"

Having said that, Tang Sanzang glanced at Golden Hair Roan's thick thighs, and drool inevitably started to flow.

Golden Hair Roan trembled and fell to his knees, "Holy monk, please, don't kill me, okay?"

Tang Sanzang said, "Old rules, I won't kill you, but leave a leg to satisfy this poor monk's craving."

"What?" Golden Hair Roan glared with anger!

"What? Not doing it?" Tang Sanzang asked.

Golden Hair Roan roared, "You... you... enjoy your meal!"

In the end, Golden Hair Roan didn't dare to fight to the death with Tang Baldy...

Under the setting sun, a bald black bear carried Golden Hair Roan, who now had three legs, cursing all the way south.

"Damn baldy, I didn't say anything, and you still plucked my hair! That's so despicable! It was hard enough to grow it... and now it's gone again!"

"Be content, you're just hairless, I've lost a leg!"

"Be grateful, he had his eye on your fifth leg."

"@￥...&"

...

Some are sorrowful, others joyful.

At this very moment, atop the grand tavern, a monk, accompanied by two monkeys, a pig, and a robust man, was lavishly squandering the stolen gold and silver, indulging in the finest roasted ham which dripped with grease!

The only cause for Tang Sanzang's gloom was that, despite the presence of wine pots on the table, not a single drop of wine was to be seen.

On the other side, Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque discreetly returned to their Primordial Spirits, pretending to know nothing, and ate their meals obediently, bootlicking with dedication.

After eating their fill and resting for three days in the Vermilion and Purple Kingdom and squandering all the money plundered from Golden Furred King Gibbon, Tang Sanzang finally mounted the White Dragon Horse and set off towards the Western Paradise with great enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, in the East Victorious Divine Continent, a bald man was fervently swimming in the sea…

On the shore, a group of monkeys sat bored in the trees, lazily munching on fruits, picking lice, and enjoying the spectacle.

On another side, about a dozen blue-jays perched in the trees too, eating fruits and watching the commotion.

"How many months has it been?" someone asked.

"Quite a few months now," came the reply.

"He swims every day; when will he finally finish practicing?" another one inquired.

"Don't know, we just wait. Since he can stride on water but can't cross the sea… Once he learns to swim well enough to catch his breath, he should be able to cross the sea, right?"

"Let's keep waiting then… aha…" that blue-jay yawned, glanced at the monkeys on the neighboring tree, and muttered, "If we stay here any longer, I feel like I'm going to turn into a monkey myself."

"Me too…"

…

Simultaneously, on Tang Sanzang's end, Zhu Ganglie and the others had learned their lesson, and this time Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque were fully in charge of foraging.

If there were no suitable demons within a thousand miles, they would go ten thousand miles further, or hundred thousand, or even a million miles away…

After all, both of them could cover a distance of 108,000 miles with just one somersault; going anywhere was convenient for them.

With a reliable source of gourmet food, Tang Sanzang finally settled down, and every day he comfortably dined on hot pot and rode in his horse-drawn carriage, heading west. Wherever he passed, his mood was exceedingly joyous…

However, some were in a very bad mood!

At this moment, within the Ice Palace in the middle of the vast ocean, a gathering of old demons had convened.

Hanging in the palace was a big sign, with two whales towing it around…

Emblazoned on it in large characters were the words— Bald Beating Convention!

Inside the Golden Palace, it was also bustling with excitement.

Countless demons had assembled here, each exuding terrifying demonic power. The weakest among them in this place was equivalent to a minor Demon King whose strength could rival that of a Golden Immortal!

Yet on the dais at the front, sat several immensely powerful demons.

A Roc covered in golden armor, radiating the demonic power of a Daluo Golden Immortal. His cold gaze frightened a bunch of lesser demons into trembling, daring not to approach. Before him was a nameplate that read— The Mount-Heavenly Great Sage Peng Demon King!

Beside him was a golden-furred lion with one foot tossed onto the table, looking very stern. He was the Mount-Removing Sage, Lion Camel King;

The other two were monkeys, known respectively as the Vent-Angering Great Sage Macaque King and the Exorcist Great Sage Gigantopithecus King.

They were four of the Seven Great Saints of the Demon Race!

Even with their power, they were only seated on the second row of raised seats. The highest throne remained empty.

Just then, a dragon's roar echoed, and the entire great hall fell silent in an instant.

Following that, a blue dragon descended from the sky, slowly landing in the center of the great hall. Raising its dragon head, it spoke in human language, "Respected ones, silence!"

Seeing this, the demons closed their mouths. Everyone recognized this individual, one of the organizers of this grand assembly and the master of this Ice Palace— the Overwhelming Sea Great Sage Jiao Demon King! Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire