Elder Gao and the others immediately rose to their feet, staring at Zhu Bajie in terror.
They were still deeply afraid of Zhu Bajie. This demon had wreaked havoc here and imprisoned Gao Cuilan for three years.
Gao Cuilan nervously gripped Tang Yu's hand.
"Don't be afraid. I'll make him kneel before you later."
Tang Yu said it indifferently.
Seeing how intimate the two were, Zhu Bajie froze. No way—his wife, the woman he had married, had fallen into this monk's hands?
From the looks of it, the answer was obvious.
With Zhu Bajie's powers, he could naturally tell that Gao Cuilan was no longer a virgin.
But wasn't he a monk?
"What are you staring at, you idiot? Hurry up and go pay your respects to Master."
Seeing the idiot standing there dumbly, Sun Wukong kicked him.
"This disciple, Zhu Wuneng, received enlightenment from Guanyin Bodhisattva and has been waiting here for the scripture seeker. This disciple is willing to protect Master on his journey west," Zhu Bajie said.
Seeing his own wife being so intimate with his master still left a bitter taste in his heart.
He had known he couldn't avoid this.
Tang Yu would have preferred not to take Zhu Wuneng as a disciple, but that was clearly impossible.
Those bastards from the Buddhist Sect had plotted this for so long. How could they possibly let him disrupt their plans so easily?
At this point, Tang Yu could only say helplessly, "You'll be called Zhu Bajie from now on."
He had originally wanted to say, "You'll be called Er Daizi."
But that name sounded awful, and Zhu Bajie might not accept it, so he could only follow the original script.
"Thank you, Master." Zhu Bajie rose to his feet.
"This Lanlan will be your master's wife from now on." Tang Yu pointed at Gao Cuilan.
The meaning was obvious: she was his woman now. Zhu Bajie had better behave himself and put away all those filthy, twisted thoughts.
Zhu Bajie gave Tang Yu a surprised look. He kept feeling that this scripture seeker was somewhat strange.
He did not seem like a monk at all.
He had actually broken his vow against lust. Could monks even get married?
"Yes, Master," Zhu Bajie answered respectfully.
He had no good feelings whatsoever toward Tang Yu. He wished Tang Yu would just drop dead.
Of course, that was only a thought.
Tang Yu was the scripture seeker arranged by the Buddhist Sect. How could he die so easily?
"Holy Monk, this..."
Elder Gao and the others stared at everything in confusion.
What was going on?
From the sound of it, this pig demon had become the Holy Monk's disciple too.
"What do you mean, 'this' and 'that'? He's my disciple too. Hurry up and prepare some food to entertain him."
Tang Yu shot him an annoyed glare.
The old man really did not know how to handle things.
He was useless.
Elder Gao was still dazed. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
At first, only Zhu Bajie had been eating and drinking at his home, but at least Zhu Bajie worked, and he was very capable.
Now it seemed there were three freeloaders, no one left to work, and worst of all, he had even lost his daughter to them.
He hurriedly ordered the servants to prepare food.
Looking at the lavish spread of meat and fish on the table, Guanyin Bodhisattva, hidden in the shadows, remained calm and composed.
She had already grown used to this sight.
Now that Zhu Bajie had been taken in, there had been some minor deviations, but at least nothing major had gone wrong.
Thus, Guanyin Bodhisattva was still quite pleased.
In her view, Tang Sanzang should have set out already.
Yet after finishing the meal, Tang Sanzang took Gao Cuilan by the hand and returned to the room.
At the sight, Guanyin Bodhisattva nearly fell from the clouds.
That damned Tang Sanzang had actually sunk into the pleasures of love again.
If she could, she truly wanted to beat Tang Sanzang to death.
She steadied herself and did not dare watch any longer.
She prepared to wait until Tang Sanzang was finished before appearing and urging them to set off at once.
Zhu Bajie's eyes widened as he watched Tang Yu and Gao Cuilan enter the inner room. "Brother Monkey, Master, he..."
"What's so strange about that? Master can't live without meat and women."
Sun Wukong had long since stopped finding it strange.
By the time Tang Yu emerged from the room, it was already the next morning.
Afraid that Tang Yu would plunge back into the pleasures of love, Guanyin Bodhisattva hurriedly revealed herself.
Elder Gao and the others had never seen a true immortal or Buddha before. They immediately fell to their knees.
"Greetings, Guanyin Bodhisattva."
Tang Yu yawned. His cassock was worn rather improperly, and faint dark circles had already appeared beneath his eyes over the past two days.
He gave Guanyin Bodhisattva a casual glance, then walked over to the dining table and began eating breakfast.
He completely ignored Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"Tang Sanzang, why do you not bow when you see me?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva was slightly angered.
Tang Yu had actually ignored her. It was the first time anyone had ever treated her this way.
Whoever saw her usually treated her with the utmost respect.
"Oh, greetings, Bodhisattva."
Tang Yu held a chicken leg and started eating, not even looking at her.
Cold sweat streamed down Elder Gao and the others' faces. The Holy Monk from the Tang Empire truly had nerve—he did not even put Guanyin Bodhisattva in his eyes.
He was a ruthless man.
"Tang Sanzang, as a monk, how can you behave like this?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva shouted, her voice infused with divine power, making Tang Yu's head buzz.
At the same time, Sun Wukong suddenly stepped forward and let out a long howl.
The dizziness in Tang Yu's head instantly vanished.
Wukong, well done. Master hasn't spoiled you for nothing. In the future, any ugly female demons will definitely be left to you.
"Sun Wukong, do you wish to fight me?" Guanyin Bodhisattva was thoroughly enraged.
Being ignored by Tang Yu was one thing, but now even this monkey dared to strut before her.
The more she thought about it, the angrier Guanyin Bodhisattva became.
If Sun Wukong had been fitted with the Golden Fillet, would she need to go through so much trouble?
With a recitation of the Golden Fillet spell, Sun Wukong would surely submit obediently.
Sadly, she could only think about it now.
Sun Wukong chuckled. "He is Old Sun's master. Naturally, Old Sun must protect him."
He could sense that Tang Yu seemed to be plotting something against the Buddhist Sect as well.
Though Tang Yu was powerless, Sun Wukong had an inexplicable confidence in him.
It seemed that this bald monk truly could do something unexpected.
"Amitabha."
Guanyin Bodhisattva recited a Buddhist invocation. "Tang Sanzang, now that matters here have been settled, why have you not hurriedly set out?"
As long as Tang Sanzang set out soon, she could return to Spirit Mountain and report back.
Staying here made her far too angry.
She might get so angry that she suffered a stroke.
Most importantly, every time Guanyin Bodhisattva saw Tang Yu, she could not calm herself. Her state of mind was becoming increasingly unstable.
If this continued, she could forget about making any further breakthroughs in her cultivation.
"We'll talk about it in a few days." Tang Yu answered casually.
There was good food, good drink, and even a wife here. Who would want to leave?
Besides, he had not even properly enjoyed a few days of tenderness with his wife.
"Don't forget that you are a monk."
Guanyin Bodhisattva shouted in a low voice, her body trembling slightly. It was clear just how badly Tang Yu had angered her.
"A monk? Do you think I wanted to be one? Bodhisattva, let's make a deal. I'm not going to Western Heaven. Can't you find someone else?" Tang Yu looked at her with complete sincerity.
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