Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!-Chapter 269 - 169: Fine Wine Pairs with a Grand Sculpture

Lady Earth Surge was taken aback. He’s going to try? What does that mean? Could it be that she had to cooperate with her and be forcefully taken by her?

As Lady Earth Surge puzzled over this, Tang Sanzang stood up, his fists clenched, his muscles suddenly tensing, exerting his strength outward: "Open!"

Rip!

With a crisp sound, the kasaya that had seemed indestructible before Lady Earth Surge instantly shattered into rags, revealing Tang Sanzang’s body, carved as if by ax and chisel.

Lady Earth Surge’s eyes widened. She wasn’t attracted by Tang Sanzang’s body, but couldn’t understand why he wasn’t desperately resisting and being uncooperative?

Why was he taking off his clothes himself?

Wasn’t this like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den?

Smack!

Tang Sanzang brought his hands together at his chest, grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and made a bow, "Young lady, the troublesome kasaya is gone, you may go ahead, this monk promises not to resist!"

Although Lady Earth Surge felt that the situation was somewhat odd, her simplicity led her not to think too much into it.

Since the person was indeed Tang Sanzang, and the troublesome kasaya was gone, why hold back?

So, Lady Earth Surge took off her clothes and charged forward: "Little monk, today, you are mine, hey hey hey… what are you doing?"

Before Lady Earth Surge could pounce, she saw that the bald man had already laid down on the bed, facing up, and said to her, "What are you staring at? Hurry up and get on, move yourself!"

Lady Earth Surge, with black lines all over her forehead, couldn’t help but retort: "Big brother, if I’m forcing you, can’t you cooperate a little? Show a little bit of fear, can’t you? Give me some face, will you?"

"Geez, you dilly-dally too much, this monk might as well make the moves himself!" Tang Sanzang, who couldn’t stand it anymore, got up and grabbed Lady Earth Surge.

Even if Lady Earth Surge was slow, she realized something was not right.

As the words of the land god flashed through her mind, she subconsciously backed away, shouting, "Hey hey hey… wait, wait, don’t be hasty… oh no!"

Before she could figure it out and retreat further, the bald man’s big hand was already upon her, covering her with the blanket...

Suddenly, the room was filled with the colors of spring...

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Meanwhile, outside the bottomless pit, Sun Wukong and the others were idly cracking sunflower seeds and chatting.

"Master has been gone for a while now, what do you think he’s doing?" Sun Wukong, yawning, squatted on a rock and asked.

The White Dragon Horse commented, "I think, although master has the desire, he lacks the courage. I bet, this trip of his is in vain again."

Zhu Ganglie said, "I think, master might just explode with his steel attributes and beat that demoness to death. After all, it’s not his first time doing such a thing…"

Sun Wukong said, "Not necessarily, master is now frustrated, plus the urge provoked by the Peacock Princess has not yet dissipated. I think... as long as the demon doesn’t mess up and offers alcohol to master, probably he is down to bed already. Sha Six, what do you think? Sha Six? Why aren’t you talking? Why are you sticking your butt up?"

Sun Wukong caught a glimpse of something red out of the corner of his eye, thinking instinctively it was a monkey’s butt. Enjoy exclusive adventures from novelbuddy

But upon turning his head, he realized that was not a monkey’s butt, but Liu Mihou’s head!

Liu Mihou gave him a fierce glare and scolded, "You’re the butt, your whole family is made of butts! We’re all monkeys, who told you only butts can be red?"

Sun Wukong pretended not to hear Liu Mihou’s curse but asked curiously, "Sha Six, why is your face so red all of a sudden?"

Liu Mihou’s face turned even redder at the question…

Zhu Ganglie said, "Sha Six, did you hear something?"

Liu Mihou nodded and said, "The master is... doing the deed…"

The group instantly understood and were all left slack-jawed.

Zhu Ganglie, in particular, was full of envy: "That’s happiness... I also want..."

...

"What are you guys doing here?"

Just then, a carefree voice rang out.

Everyone looked up, and saw Arhat Descending the Dragon swaying leisurely in flight, walking over while asking, "Where’s your master? I promised to get him some good wine, and I’ve brought it. Let me tell you, I really went all out this time; I practically stole... I mean borrowed every last drop from the Elder of the South Pole’s stash. Today we’ll pair fine wine with a great feast, we won’t return till we’re drunk!"

Jie Dian thought that upon hearing his words, the fellows before him would jump for joy, or at least get excited.

However, what he saw were pairs of gloomy eyes staring back at him.

Sun Wukong frowned and said, "You monk, didn’t we tell you not to bring wine? Why did you still bring it? We don’t drink!"

Liu Mihou said, "That’s right, we don’t drink!"

Far from leaving, Jie Dian instead laughed, "Hahaha... you’re still trying to fool me? I did my homework before coming here."

Zhu Ganglie asked with suspicion, "What did you find out?"

Jie Dian replied, "I asked the Howling Celestial Dog, and he told me your master loves to drink, he’s not happy without wine. But you guys... your tolerance is pathetic. Drink too much and you’ll start a ruckus, making fools of yourselves, which is why you can’t stand the sight of wine, am I right?"

As soon as they heard it was the Howling Celestial Dog who had said this, an image of a treacherous big black dog flashed through everyone’s minds, and they immediately understood the dog’s intention to use Jie Dian’s hand to do away with him.

That dog was always on Jie Dian’s mind, often ending up missing a leg or something. To say it didn’t harbor resentment towards Jie Dian was false.

This time, it was definitely trying to use Tang Sanzang to finish off Jie Dian, or at the very least, to give him a beating!

Thinking this, everyone cursed in their hearts, "Damn it, why drag us into your personal grudge? You damn dog, just you wait!"

While cursing inwardly, Sun Wukong yelled, "Don’t talk nonsense, we’re pretty good when it comes to drinking!"

Jie Dian chuckled and said, "Sun Wukong, others might be okay with drinking, but where do you get your confidence from?

Didn’t you create havoc in the Heavenly Palace, pillage the Peach Banquet, and steal the Elder Lord’s Elixir after getting drunk, inciting the fury of Heaven?

And you still dare to talk about your drinking manners?"

Sun Wukong was speechless; he indeed had nothing to say in response.

Just as Zhu Ganglie was about to speak, Jie Dian hummed, "Marshal Tian Peng, have you forgotten how you came down here?"

Zhu Ganglie immediately shut his mouth...

Marshal Tian Peng said, "I don’t drink."

Jie Dian said, "You know your limits are bad, so you don’t drink, right?"

Marshal Tian Peng: "@#￥…"

Liu Mihou said, "I don’t have any record of making a scene while drunk, and I do enjoy a small drink now and then, you can’t say my tolerance is bad, right?"

Jie Dian laughed, "Then we should definitely have a drink. Why are you stopping me?"

Having said that, Jie Dian walked over.

Liu Mihou said, "Jie Dian, it’s not that we have bad tolerance, it’s just... oh no!"

Sun Wukong asked, "What’s wrong?"

Liu Mihou replied, "The master’s done for! There’s no time to explain!"

Then Sun Wukong looked at Liu Mihou, Liu Mihou looked at Zhu Ganglie, Zhu Ganglie looked at Sha Wujing, Sha Wujing looked at the White Dragon Horse, and in an instant, the disciple brothers reached some kind of understanding.