Yimeng Huangliang

“Great Saint, why did you follow that thieving baldy to rob the sacred mountain?”
“Ah, it’s a long story. Back then, that thieving baldy grabbed my neck and asked me, ‘Are you coming with me to the Western Heaven, or should I send you to the Western Heaven...’”
“What about you, Marshal Tianpeng?”
“He said he was afraid of getting hungry on the way to the West, so he brought some dry rations along.”
“...”
This is a story filled with joy, scheming, and relentless teasing all the way through.

Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Zhu Ganglie realized that although his master Monk still possessed some emotional intelligence, his outdated ideas really couldn't keep up with the times. He seriously doubted whether this bald guy could ever charm a lady.


Following the main troop, they grandly entered the royal palace. Along the way, Tang Sanzang's eyes were never idle—he glanced left, looked right, all the while muttering, "That one should be taken into the harem, and that one into the harem... This one looks good, that one works too... This one as a maid..."


He wasn't hiding his thoughts at all and just blurted them out, making everyone listening utterly speechless.


Although, in this era, polygamy was practiced, and emperors even more so with their multiple concubines.


In the eyes of the Cultivators, however, the majority still upheld monogamy—a lifetime devoted to one partner.


Chapter 68: The Toughness of the Bald Thief