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!

He was bare-chested, and no trace of sweat marred his robust muscles. He stood like an undefeated war god, composed, domineering, and fierce!


"My goodness, this... this is too fierce!" a nine-tailed monster exclaimed. "Divine Skills, what on earth have you stirred up?"


Divine Skills replied, "Lu Wu, whom should I ask if you ask me?"


"Aren't you supposed to be the monitor of Mount of Three Deities? Can't your nine heads see everything?" Lu Wu asked.


Divine Skills rolled his eyes, "You said it, I only monitor Mount of Three Deities, not the Ten Thousand Realms! How would I know what he is..."


"Stop arguing, stop arguing!" another monster shouted.


Divine Skills said, "Ying Zhao, aren't you the best at gossiping? Tell us, who exactly is this guy?"


Ying Zhao, wiping the profuse sweat from his forehead as if caught in a downpour, said, "I... I think I recognize him."


Chapter 241: Old Friends from Kunlun