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!

One night, atop the pitch-black mountain ridges, someone saw a pig demon squatting on the peak, howling miserably. Its cries were so terrifying that the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards in the forest went dashing about in panic...


The next day, some minor demons went up the mountain to check and found that a large stone there had been poked full of holes by some weapon, looking like a beehive...


Afterward, rumors spread throughout Jing Thorn Ridge about a crazed pig demon wielding a diamond club. Whenever night fell and the moon reached mid-sky, it would come out to jab at stones, scaring many minor demons so much they hardly dared to venture out at night anymore.


From then on, Tang Sanzang started to get bored with the journey.


He discovered that no matter how tall the mountains, how deep the rivers, how miasmic the swamps, he just couldn't encounter any aged demons.


Chapter 119: King Huang Mei