Setting aside the characterization of the protagonist that left a thorn in her heart, the story of Journey to the West Subduing Evil was truly magnificent.
The arrangement of the eighty-one tribulations was exquisitely crafted, the schemes of the gods and Buddhas filling the heavens were incisively portrayed, and, rarer still, Buddhist and Daoist philosophy intertwined with worldly human feelings, making it utterly enthralling.
Most importantly, the book's portrayal and glorification of the Angel God were flawless.
After ten lifetimes of reincarnation, she upheld absolute light and justice, ultimately slaying demons, vanquishing evil, sweeping away the world's filth, and attaining enlightenment.
By the requirements and standards Spirit Hall had originally established, this book not only crossed no boundaries whatsoever, but was an exceptional scripture for spreading the faith.
Yet as Bibi Dong read those words praising the Angel God's radiance, the knot in her heart only tightened.
The person she hated most now was Qian Xunji. That hatred spread from the house to the crows upon its roof, until she wanted to destroy the Angel God and Spirit Hall along with him!
The more great and holy Heaven-Equal made the Angel God, the more those words stabbed at her eyes and turned her stomach.
Unfortunately, Bibi Dong's wings had yet to fully grow. Her strength still fell short of Qian Xunji's, let alone those old fellows in the Worship Hall.
So, until she possessed absolute power, all she could do was bury that towering hatred and resentment deep within her heart.
"Forget it..."
Bibi Dong turned the manuscript to its final page, her gaze returning to the matter that concerned her most-the Rakshasa God.
"This book's scope has expanded more than tenfold compared with the previous two."
"Deliberations in the Divine Realm, the netherworld, the Four Seas Dragon Palace, wandering