Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Because Yu Setian had come with orders from the ancestor of the Nether River to ask questions, rather than representing himself, it was necessary to clarify some matters. Otherwise, if the ancestor of the Nether River blamed him, it wouldn't just be a small issue.

Poxun said, "I'm telling the truth. That person is incredibly strong, unreasonably strong. A Buddha and I both attacked him, but he knocked us down with a single punch..."

Yu Setian chuckled, "Tsk tsk tsk... sounds like a real story. What's the man's surname and name?"

After thinking for a bit, Poxun said, "His name is Tang Sanzang. He's bald and seems to be a follower of Buddhism. He now resides on Mount Putuo. If you don't believe me, you can go see for yourself."

Yu Setian took out a little notebook and jotted it down, then asked, "Since he's so awesome, how did you manage to escape?"

Poxun replied, "I traded him with the beauty scroll."

Upon hearing this, Yu Setian slammed the notebook to the ground, rushed over, grabbed Poxun by the collar, and roared with spittle flying, "You gave him the beauty scroll? Damn it, I've implored you for so many years, even willing to trade the 3000 beauties of my harem for it, yet you refused, and you just gave it to him like that?"

Poxun replied, "He traded it for my life. I had no choice. Of course, if you could trade my life for it, I'd exchange it with you too."

Yu Setian somewhat believed him, "There's really such a formidable person above?"

Poxun nodded, "Yes!"

Yu Setian sat back down, propping his feet up, a frown on his face as he muttered, "Although the women you collect are all incredibly ugly and are just children, that beauty scroll is quite an item... It contains landscapes and realms within, forming its own universe. It's equivalent to a miniature Map of Rivers and Mountains, a top-notch tool whether fighting enemies or capturing women."

"Stop muttering. If you want it, you go to Mount Putuo yourself," Poxun said.

Yu Setian glared at him, "Of course I'll go, and I definitely will. I don't believe some unknown bald guy could wipe the floor with beings like you and me."

After finishing his statement, Yu Setian stood up and said, "Alright, I will relay what you've said to the ancestor. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

Yu Setian pushed the door and exited, the next moment he shouted, "Ladies, saddle up!"

Suddenly, a group of women, bulky and stout as moving barrels, some carrying huge battle axes, and others dragging Wolf Fang Clubs, charged over saying, "My lord, are you done talking? We'll carry your sedan chair now!"

"Cuihua, you really get me, let's go!" Yu Setian chortled.

The woman, nearly as wide as Poxun, blushed and shyly twisted her waist, "Oh dear, that's naughty, there are people watching. Shall we talk when we get home..."

"No rush, let's head to Mount Putuo first, and talk about obtaining the treasure!"

"Are we headed to the Earth Immortals Realm?"

"Of course you are."

"You're not going?"

"I'm not, you go and see what kind of person is on the mountain. If he's trash, just chop him up and snatch the beauty scroll from his hands. If he has some kind of power, come back and report to me, and I will personally take action. As a reward, you'll serve in my bed tonight!"

"Alright then, I'm on my way!" The sturdiest woman said, excited beyond measure. She kicked her legs and with a bang, shot into the sky, heading toward the outside of the Nether River.

Yu Setian then shouted, "Back to the mansion!"@@novelbin@@

"Yes, my lord," replied the remaining three sturdy women in a girlish tone. They exerted a little force, and with a roar, the group of people, including the sedan, rocketed into the sky and quickly flew away.

Watching their disappearing backs, Poxun took three deep breaths and then turned around: "Ugh..."

After vomiting for a long while, Poxun wiped his mouth and sighed sincerely, "I don't admire many things, but I really do admire that guy's taste and waist... Staying at Mount Putuo forever wouldn't be such a bad thing."

Meanwhile, along the banks of the Nether River.

In the midst of a blood-muddled miasma, a point of light moved slowly and unsteadily, akin to ghostly flames in a sea of blood.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a brilliantly bald head.

Tang Sanzang had been walking for half the day, only to become more confused as he progressed. It was pitch dark all around, making it impossible to discern any direction. He still had no idea where he had ended up.

"The Bodhisattva Guanyin said someone would meet me, so where are they?" Tang Sanzang muttered when suddenly a loud thud sounded in the distance, as if something had fallen from the sky and smashed into the ground.

"Who is it?" Tang Sanzang asked.

There was no answer from the other side; instead, there came a booming noise, as if something had jumped up.

"Jumped up?"

Tang Sanzang looked up and saw a large dark mass descending from the sky amid the blood mist.

At the same time, a voice exclaimed, "Eh? It looks like a Luminous Pearl! Ah... it moved, could it be a Night Pearl Essence?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang's face immediately darkened, but hearing that the voice belonged to a woman, he refrained from reacting and continued to look upwards.

Gradually, the dark mass drew closer...

Then Tang Sanzang saw four burly women, each with a pair of meteor hammers across their chests, carrying a palanquin down from the sky!

Feeling his gaze, one of the robust women also looked down, and then...

Suddenly, a face as broad as a pancake, densely covered with odd characters and sausage lips, with narrow eyebrows and eyes, appeared in Tang Sanzang's line of sight.

"Oh my heavens!"

Tang Sanzang didn't think twice; he just threw a punch!

Boom!

The sturdy woman hadn't even had a clear look at Tang Sanzang before she was sent flying by his punch and immediately disappeared into the blood mist.

Tang Sanzang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "They say Asura women are unmatched in beauty, but damn it, fairy tales are always deceptive!"

"But fairy tales didn't lie to you." a voice responded.

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang turned and saw a monk with a benevolent face and an immense presence, walking slowly towards him.

Beside the monk was something black...

The monk brought his palms together and said, "Amitabha, poor monk Ksitigarbha. I received a message from the Bodhisattva Guanyin. Are you here to seek Poxun in the Nether River, who transformed into Yu Setian?"

Tang Sanzang nodded and then pointed to the black animal beside Ksitigarbha, saying, "That dog of yours is quite plump."

The black animal glared and said, "I am Dhritarashtra, not a dog!"

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Tang Sanzang leaned closer and took a good look. The creature had a tiger's head, a lone horn, canine ears, a dragon's body, a lion's tail, and the legs of a qilin—it was clearly not a dog.

So Tang Sanzang grinned and said, "Don't sweat these trivial details. Being plump is what counts... Anyway, I ran into a big black dog on the road to the West, somewhat similar to you. Its fur was also jet-black and glossy, and importantly, just as plump as you. Those legs, just a pot of fire and all oil... ahem..."

Suddenly realizing he might have said too much, Tang Sanzang wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and added, "We'll talk more about it later."