Call Me Father-in-Law

The moment he said that, everyone's eyes widened as they stared at Tang Yu in disbelief.

The three Bodhisattvas' bodies trembled slightly with anger.

They dearly wished they could strike him down and slap Tang Sanzang to death.

They hurriedly recited a few Buddhist invocations in silence before finally calming themselves.

With Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze, he naturally recognized the true forms of the Bodhisattvas at a glance.

Yet he could not see through that old woman. A hazy, chaotic aura seemed to shroud her.

As if she had sensed Sun Wukong's gaze, Old Mother Lishan glanced at him with a faintly amused smile. Then she let out a soft sigh, a trace of complexity flashing through her eyes.

"Holy Monk, you have misunderstood. This is a residence, not the filthy sort of place you described." Old Mother Lishan studied Tang Yu.

Everyone knew that a change had appeared in the Journey to the West Tribulation.

Tongtian had also ordered them to search for the variable in the Journey to the West.

Could it be Tang Sanzang?

He was Golden Cicada's reincarnation, devoted to Buddhism through nine lifetimes.

He should not have been the variable.

"So this humble monk was mistaken."

Tang Yu pondered in secret. Old Mother Lishan was one of Tongtian's four great disciples.

He had always held the Jie Sect in high regard.

Of course, that was largely because of Tongtian himself, who valued loyalty and righteousness.

Still, he also liked the Jie Sect's teachings.

To fight for a slim chance of survival for all living beings.

To teach without discrimination!

Should he reveal the truth to her?

"Holy Monk, why endure the wind and dew out here in this wilderness? Daughters, welcome our guests."

"Coming."

At the three women's reply, the doors opened.

Zhu Bajie drooled as he followed them inside.

Seeing that Er Daizi had gone in, Tang Yu hesitated briefly before leading Wukong and San Lengzi inside as well.

Whether deliberately or not, Old Mother Lishan had indeed prepared a table full of meat dishes to entertain the master and disciples.

Steam rose from the pork knuckle, its fragrance drifting into their noses.

Manjushri and Samantabhadra could not help swallowing. They turned their heads away, unwilling to look any longer.

Yet the aroma kept wafting toward them.

Why did it smell so good?

Then again, neither of them had tasted meat since entering the Buddhist Sect.

Remembering the days when they ate meat by the mouthful and drank wine by the bowl, they suddenly felt nostalgic.

Noticing their unusual behavior, Guanyin Bodhisattva gave a barely perceptible cough, reminding them to mind themselves. They were now disciples of Buddhism.

After eating, Tang Yu wiped his mouth. "Thank you for your hospitality, Benefactor."

"As long as the Holy Monk is satisfied. However, this old woman has an unreasonable request and hopes the Holy Monk will grant it," Old Mother Lishan said.

Tang Yu knowingly asked, "Oh? What request might that be?"

"My three daughters are no longer young, yet they remain unmarried in their chambers. Thus, this old woman wishes to ask the holy monks to stay."

"Besides, Western Heaven is far away, and the journey is filled with hardship and danger. Why not remain in my estate and enjoy the comforts of family life? Would that not be better?"

Her words made the three daughters blush bashfully.

Tang Yu, however, sneered inwardly.

"Holy Monk, this estate spans hundreds of acres, and my family possesses countless properties. Would staying here not be far better than going to Western Heaven?" Old Mother Lishan continued to tempt him.

Tang Yu frowned, looking troubled. It was clear that he was tempted.

The three beauties transformed from Bodhisattvas became a little nervous.

They feared Tang Sanzang would agree.

If he did, they would be utterly humiliated.

Old Mother Lishan chuckled inwardly. This pilgrim had not the slightest Buddhist heart. She truly did not know why the Buddhist Sect had chosen such a fellow!

Still, that was exactly what Old Mother Lishan wanted to see.

The Buddhist Sect hoped to prosper through the Journey to the West Tribulation, yet their chosen pilgrim had turned out like this?

Interesting!

"You only have three daughters. There are four of us master and disciples, so there aren't enough to go around."

Tang Yu said something utterly shocking.

At once, an imposing aura spread through the air, only to vanish in an instant.

Guanyin Bodhisattva failed to control her emotions and leaked a trace of her aura, though she quickly withdrew it.

Sun Wukong gave Guanyin Bodhisattva a deep look.

That monkey possessed Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze.

Naturally, nothing could be hidden from him. All three Bodhisattvas knew it.

Old Mother Lishan was also slightly stunned, apparently not expecting Tang Sanzang to say such a thing.

"Holy Monk, there is no need to mind that..."

Before Old Mother Lishan could finish, Tang Yu cut her off, wearing an exceptionally excited expression. Resisting the urge to kill him, the three Bodhisattvas silently recited the Heart Sutra.

At first, when they saw Venerable Guanyin nearly angered beyond endurance, Manjushri and Samantabhadra had thought her cultivation was lacking.

Only now, face-to-face with Tang Sanzang, did they understand Guanyin's suffering.

Tang Sanzang was infuriating.

If not for his special status, they truly wanted to kill the bastard.

"Holy Monk, you misunderstand. I..." Old Mother Lishan said with an awkward laugh.

"Marry one person to us?" Tang Yu waved his hand. "Disciples, you take them. Your master's back is not good."

So you knew your back was not good?

You ate, drank, and played all along the way, and you had your fun with Gao Cuilan—why had you never said your back was bad then?

The three disciples rolled their eyes in unison.

But Sun Wukong had long since discovered their identities, so he repeatedly waved his hands. "This Old Sun has no interest in romantic affairs."

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Senior Brother."

Er Daizi stepped forward with an excited expression.

Master and Senior Brother truly cared about him. Neither of them wanted any.

Even if Sha Wujing wanted one, as the second senior brother, he would naturally take on more work if he was capable.

So he could leave one for San Lengzi.

Just thinking of two beautiful girls lying beside him...

Yoshi, yoshi.

Heave-ho, heave-ho.

Zhu Bajie's eyes grew unfocused, and suddenly his entire body shuddered.

Everyone present except San Lengzi naturally sensed the change in Zhu Bajie and understood exactly what was happening.

Maybe this old man's kidneys were not in great shape.

But you were completely out of commission.

Tang Yu secretly mocked him. "Er Daizi, your master has a pair of unwashed underpants. Make do with them for now."

Then he looked at Old Mother Lishan and chuckled. "This humble monk did not mean that."

Old Mother Lishan was dumbfounded.

Before she could react, Tang Yu stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"You only have three daughters, so there is no way to divide them up. As the master, I naturally must know how to yield, so I'll give them all to my disciples."

"As for you?" Tang Yu gave a dry laugh. "You are a little old, but I'll make do. At least you're a woman."

Old Mother Lishan's face immediately darkened.

Though she was called Old Mother Lishan,

her true form was not old at all.

Calling her stunningly beautiful or capable of toppling kingdoms would not have been an exaggeration.

Yet Tang Yu had openly said she was old.

Unforgivable. Simply unforgivable!

Tang Yu turned back and instructed his disciples, "From now on, do not call me Master."

"Call me Father-in-Law instead!"