Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Master Guyue looked at this guy stripping off his clothes at breakneck speed, her face turning black, then white, then livid, then bright red, as if she were a chameleon.

Finally, Master Guyue drew her whip, her face as dark as water, and roared, "You damn hooligan, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang shouted, "Hey, you like to play like this? I like it too!"

"You like it, huh? Then I'll whip you to death!"

Master Guyue swung her whip and lashed out, but the next moment, a shadow flashed in front of her, and her hand suddenly emptied—when she looked down, the whip was gone!

Turning back, she saw the bald man who had already stripped his upper body bare, revealing a muscular torso. Holding her whip and with his back to the sun, he gave her a delighted smile, "Compared to the queen's game, my good fellow prefers the king's game. Now I'm the king, and the game begins!"

Crack!

The whip sounded like a thunderclap!

"You... you... you... you're not a regular monk!"

At this very moment, even Master Guyue, slow as she might be to catch on, realized something was amiss.

How could someone who silently snatched the whip from her hand be an ordinary person?

Tang Sanzang grinned and said, "You're wrong, I'm just an ordinary little monk. It's just that I have practiced martial arts for two more years than other monks. Alright, the game has started. Watch the whip!"

Crack!

The whip flew from Tang Sanzang's hand, like a black dragon, its speed as fast as lightning and its power terrifying.

Master Guyue didn't even have a chance to dodge, she was directly whipped to the ground... Explore stories on empire

Then, a series of rapid slaps and a woman's piercing screams echoed from inside the cave.

Outside the cave, the spirit beasts and demon pets that Master Guyue had captured huddled together and whispered among themselves.

"The master is really going wild this time..." mumbled a black cat.

A white crane said, "My heavens, that speed, she might very well spark a fire, right?"

A black bear shook its head, "I feel that with a bit of gasoline, she could fly to the heavens..."

"What do you think, how many will the master give birth to this time?"

"Do you think they'll have hair when they're born?"

This group of unscrupulous creatures maliciously slandered Master Guyue, then burst into snickering heh heh heh.

Clearly, Master Guyue did not have a positive image in their hearts—they dared not rebel openly, but they had no shortage of badmouthing behind her back.

At this very moment inside the cave, Master Guyue was close to madness!

In the hands of this thieving baldy, the whip was like the Heavenly Net, no matter what skills she used, she couldn't fight her way out. Instead, she was whipped until her clothes were torn and her body was covered in wounds!

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Master Guyue shouted, her heart feeling incredibly wronged. She wanted to sneak attack Sun Wukong's home and ended up terrified by Daluo Golden Immortal guarding the place; she lost both her soul and dignity.

Trying to ambush Sun Wukong's master, and now...

Who could tell her, what on earth had she brought back!

Hearing her pitiful cries, Tang Sanzang stopped and asked, tilting his head, "What's up?"

Master Guyue, enduring the intense pain all over her body, asked, "Who... who exactly are you?"

Tang Sanzang replied very seriously, "Tang Sanzang, of course."

Master Guyue shook her head, "Impossible, you can't be Tang Sanzang! I've inquired, that guy is just an ordinary person!"

Tang Sanzang stroked his chin, "Oh... you're talking about that Tang Sanzang, the one with 'zang' as in 'hiding'. Mine is 'zang' as in 'funeral'. Homophones, different characters. Alright, let's continue..."

Crack crack crack...

"Ah, ah, ah... Stop, stop!"

Master Guyue was screaming continuously.

Tang Sanzang stopped again, "Why stop now?"

Master Guyue struggled to pull at the few remaining scraps of cloth on her body, covering her exquisite figure, and looked pitifully at Tang Sanzang as she cried, "Can we stop playing the king game?"

Tang Sanzang scratched his bald head, "Sure, what shall we play then?"

Master Guyue narrowed her eyes and extended her long legs, revealing her charming figure a bit more, and with breath as sweet as orchids, said, "Why don't we play a game that men and women ought to play?"

While speaking, Master Guyue crawled at Tang Sanzang's feet, then with both hands caressed Tang Sanzang's legs, moving upward, to his chest, neck, and opened her red lips, "How about we drink a little wine?"

Tang Sanzang swallowed hard and said, "Sure!"

With a wave of her hand, Master Guyue caught a cup of wine, and at the same time, a sprinkling of powder fell from under her nails. It was the deadly poison she had concocted, a pinch of Soul-Snatching Dust, potent enough to kill a Daluo Golden Immortal!

Master Guyue gently offered the wine cup to Tang Sanzang, "Master, drink this, and then we can do what adults do."

Tang Sanzang smelled the wine and immediately began drooling.

He couldn't remember the last time he had drunk wine; certainly, since arriving in this world, his sole remaining memories contained no recollection of drinking. But his body clearly remembered the delight of wine, the thought of it excited him even more than the thought of women!

Without a word, Tang Sanzang took the wine cup and gulped it down!

As soon as Tang Sanzang swallowed the poisoned wine, Master Guyue's eyes flashed with cold light, and she thought to herself, "Die, baldy, let's see if you die this time!"

Sure enough, after drinking the wine, Tang Sanzang was not looking well at all. He stayed motionless, his breathing became short, and it grew more and more rapid; his head slowly drooped...

Master Guyue laughed, extremely pleased, finally laughing uproariously, "You bald idiot, you're finally dead, hahaha... No matter how powerful you are, you still fell to my Soul-Snatching Dust, hahaha..."

"Burp..."

"Uh..."

Master Guyue was taken aback; she seemed to have heard the sound of a wine belch.

Then she saw the bald man in front of her slowly raise his head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes to her.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang had none of his previous frivolity but instead had a look of utter madness, "What are you looking at?"

Tang Sanzang's voice was hoarse and domineering, emitting an utterly terrifying aura.

Just standing in front of Tang Sanzang, Master Guyue felt her soul shivering, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"What are you twisting for?" Tang Sanzang asked again.

Master Guyue answered with a sobbing tone, "I... I'm not twisting, I'm shaking..."

"Are you questioning me? If I say it's twisting, it's twisting!" Tang Sanzang asked, tilting his head.

Master Guyue was about to say something when Tang Sanzang suddenly grabbed her by the neck, turned around, and slammed her to the ground!

Bang!

Master Guyue let out a sound, spewing out a mouthful of blood: "Ah!"

As soon as her cry was heard, Tang Sanzang, holding onto the collar of Master Guyue's neck, turned again and slammed her down, as if slamming a ripped bag, back and forth powerful slams!

At the same time, Tang Sanzang used his Divine Skills for the first time, "Turning Ground into Steel"!

The ground was reinforced by him and withstood his bodyslams without breaking apart.

Now Master Guyue was the one suffering. If the ground could explode, she might be able to lessen the damage by dispersing the energy, but now slamming onto steel, she was in so much pain that her tears flowed freely, her blood spurted wildly, and her screams echoed...

Outside, the group of spiritual beasts and demon pets felt the earth-shattering tremors and started discussing again.

"Isn't this getting a bit too crazy?"