Either Let Him Pass, or I'll Go There

Zhu Bajie turned his head aside, acting as if he did not know him.

The money in his hand had somehow ended up back in Tang Yu's hand.

And from the sound of it, they were clearly planning to dine and dash.

"Heh, you dare cause trouble in my Myriad Flowers Pavilion?" The young attendant sneered. "Why don't you ask around about what kind of place Myriad Flowers Pavilion is? Is this somewhere you lot can run wild?"

They were merely a few mortals.

Not to mention that Tang Yu had bodyguards with him—even he himself possessed the cultivation of an Earth Immortal.

Still, Tang Yu could not possibly take action personally.

With bodyguards around, why would he need to fight?

Besides, taking action himself might expose him.

"Er Daizi, your master believes in you."

He handed this task over to Er Daizi.

After saying that, Tang Yu stepped aside and watched the show with an indifferent look.

Before Er Daizi could even speak, the people from the brothel had already made their move.

Er Daizi had no choice but to meet them head-on. The outcome was obvious.

Tang Yu swaggered out, though he still had a bit of conscience and left the money behind.

One could not visit a brothel without paying. Those girls had it hard too.

They could not even sleep well at night.

As for the brothel, people were sprawled all over the floor.

Not far away, San Lengzi circled the donkey over and over.

He seemed to be studying what cooking method would make it taste best.

"Follow your master." Tang Yu mounted the donkey and called out to his disciples.

Western Heaven!

Tathagata's expression darkened. They were about to reach the Baoxiang Kingdom.

Why had Joyful Buddha not yet talked Sun Wukong into leaving?

With a wave of his hand, he checked what the man was doing.

An eye-searing scene immediately appeared.

That fellow was still lost in the arms of pleasure. Could he have forgotten his proper business?

Useless.

If he had known the man was so unreliable, he should have sent someone else.

He had sent him to handle a task, yet the man had plunged straight into a brothel and refused to come out.

"Venerable Guanyin..."

The moment he called out to Guanyin Bodhisattva, she turned her head away.

Well, he had been ordering her around for so long. That really was a little inappropriate.

And Tang Sanzang and the others had just done something unsuitable for children, so sending her would not be right either.

He swept his gaze below. "Lingji Bodhisattva, you shall go and bring Sun Wukong back."

"I obey Buddha's decree."

Lingji was delighted. During this time, members of the Buddhist Sect had given him plenty of treasures, all so that he could find Tang Sanzang and exchange them for cigarettes.

It seemed he could make another small fortune.

Having accepted Buddha's decree, he hurried down to the lower realm.

By then, Tang Yu and the others had arrived in the Baoxiang Kingdom.

Notices were posted everywhere.

The third princess of the Baoxiang Kingdom had been abducted by a demon, and they were seeking capable people to rescue her.

Tang Yu naturally knew all about this.

Baihuaxiu had originally been a jade maiden of Pixiang Hall in the Heavenly Court. Because she and Kui Mulang had secretly pledged themselves to each other, she had been banished to the mortal realm.

She had been reincarnated into the Baoxiang Kingdom.

Kui Mulang was a Star Lord Zheng Shen. Watching the woman he loved get banished to the mortal realm,

he had descended from the Heavenly Court in anger.

But after finding Baihuaxiu, he discovered that his former lover no longer remembered him.

He had no choice but to abduct her.

All things considered, Kui Mulang was quite the devoted lover.

Tang Yu felt a little sympathy for him.

When they arrived outside the Baoxiang Kingdom's palace, guards went to report to the king.

Upon hearing that a Holy Monk from the Great Tang had arrived, the king hurriedly had Tang Yu and his disciples invited into the hall.

Yet the more he looked at this group, the stranger they seemed.

Only the monk standing before him looked remotely normal.

Tang Yu swaggered into the hall, took out his travel document, and tossed it over.

"Stamp it. I'm leaving."

Four words—simple, clear, and straight to the point.

Were people from the Great Tang all this arrogant?

The King of Baoxiang was somewhat stunned as he took the travel document and looked it over.

There was another line of tiny writing at the bottom.

Either let him pass, or I'll go there.

The Great Tang's imperial seal was stamped beneath the words.

Without question, this was Li Shimin's doing.

Li Er was ruthless enough to kill his father and brothers.

Yet he was also highly capable. Under his rule, the Great Tang had flourished and prospered, drawing tribute from all directions.

Naturally, a tiny Baoxiang Kingdom like his could not afford to provoke him.

"Holy Monk, since you have come from afar, why not stay in my Baoxiang Kingdom for a few days?" the King of Baoxiang said.

"Fine." Tang Yu agreed without the slightest hesitation.

The main reason was that he had wandered around the area upon arriving and found several rather decent brothels.

The girls there were truly fresh and lovely.

Besides, if given the choice, who would want to fetch scriptures from the Western Heaven?

"Someone, prepare vegetarian dishes."

The king gave the order, instructing his servants to prepare food and receive them properly.

"Amitabha. This humble monk wants meat."

The king froze, wondering whether he had misheard.

A Holy Monk wanted meat?

Could it be that monks from the Great Tang were all like this?

Judging from Tang Yu's expression, he had not spoken wrongly, and the king had not heard wrongly.

After hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly ordered his servants to prepare the meal.

At that moment, light flashed across the sky as Lingji Bodhisattva appeared and stood above them.

That old bastard was here again?

Tang Yu knew perfectly well why he had come.

"Tang Sanzang."

Lingji Bodhisattva called out with great authority.

"What?"

Tang Yu gave him a sidelong glance.

This Holy Monk from the Great Tang was truly impressive. He had only just arrived, yet a Bodhisattva had descended, and judging by his attitude, he clearly did not even regard the Bodhisattva as worthy of notice.

He could act this arrogant.

But the King of Baoxiang did not dare. He led his ministers and soldiers to kneel on the ground.

"We pay our respects to Lingji Bodhisattva."

Lingji Bodhisattva did not even spare them a glance.

"You should know why I have come?"

Tang Yu wanted to kick him twice just looking at that pretentious manner.

"Speak to me politely," Tang Yu said. "Otherwise, you won't get even one pack."

The people of Baoxiang Kingdom stared at Tang Yu in disbelief, all drawing sharp breaths.

People from the Great Tang were too badass. He dared speak to a Bodhisattva like that.

"You..." Lingji Bodhisattva's face turned cold. He snorted, then softened his tone somewhat. "The purpose of my visit is to exchange some things with you for cigarettes."

With a wave of his hand, a pile of magical treasures, pills, and other items appeared at Tang Yu's feet.

Tang Yu chuckled, took off his cassock, and wrapped all the items inside.

He planned to find somewhere deserted later and exchange them with the system for Destiny Points.

After exchanging for the Nine-Nine Heavenly Merit, he had not had many Destiny Points left.

But wasn't this money coming right to him?

He communicated with the system to see how many Destiny Points these items could be exchanged for.

Then he gave Lingji cigarettes according to the previous price.

Lingji Bodhisattva had indeed brought plenty of good things this time, exchanging them with Tang Yu for a full twenty packs of cigarettes.

After the exchange, Lingji Bodhisattva hurried away in a rush.

After being rebuked by Tang Yu, he felt that he had lost face.

He was a Bodhisattva, after all, but what could he do when he needed something from someone else?

After flying far away, Lingji Bodhisattva smacked his forehead.

Damn it.

He had only remembered the cigarettes and forgotten the important task Buddha had assigned him.

If he returned directly to Spirit Mountain like this, Tathagata Buddha would skin him alive.

Lingji Bodhisattva hurried back.

With the Bodhisattva gone, the King of Baoxiang and the others rose to their feet.

The king felt somewhat depressed.

His kingdom was small. Not only could it not afford to offend other nations, even the immortals in the heavens would not spare it a second glance.

Look at those people from the Great Tang—they could speak so forcefully to a Bodhisattva.

And the Bodhisattva did not dare show the slightest temper.