Whether it was Western Chu or Northern Qi—that was the question.
It couldn't possibly be Southern Jin, could it?!
The Shangyuan Li Clan fit the occasion well enough, but Xiang Yuan's relationship with the Lis was so-so. It would be hard to find any fun there.
Overall, Xiang Yuan leaned more toward Western Chu. Its current emperor, Xiao Yan, was both his adoptive father and his father-in-law. If he became his imperial brother, the interpersonal mess in the Overlord Residence's rear courtyard could become as chaotic as Unrivaled Palace.
Lingyue, Lingyan, from now on, we'll each call things our own way. You two call me Uncle, and I'll call you two Madam.
There was potential here!
And that Xiao He—who did he think he was being all buddy-buddy with? Hurry up and call me Second Uncle.
The more he thought about it, the more amusing it seemed.
As for changing Tang Monk into Chu Monk, it sounded too lacking in immersion, so he decided against it.
Don't ask. If you ask, it's a long story. Ask again, and his surname is Tang. There were so many great scholars out there—surely one of them could come up with a reason backed by historical evidence.
"Western Chu it is!"
Xiang Yuan made the final call. Once he was done with this busy stretch, he would invite the Buddha out for a game of mahjong, then bring in the Jade Emperor and Guanyin Bodhisattva. Three against one at the table, make a small profit... no, discuss the itinerary for the Journey to the West at the table.
Not now. He was truly too busy.
First, because the Queen Mother of the West had done a good deed, the laws of heaven and earth in the Netherworld Realm had risen by an entire tier.