"You monstrous creature! Always weeping and wailing, trying to trick my master again." Sun Wukong was furious. With his already fiery temperant, Zhu Bajie’s mockery of his mistakes only made things worse. How could he tolerate this?
The events that followed, without a doubt, involved another strike.
Although the timing had changed sowhat, things still proceeded according to the inertia of the plot.
The third occurrence happened again.
An elderly woman wearing a crown appeared, "I am the king of this country, what about my daughter..."
Another strike.
Tang Monk was utterly disappointed, "Go back to Huaguo Mountain..."
"Once I find a way back, Old Sun will definitely return... soon, we’ll relocate again... that old Daoist can’t trap for long." Sun Wukong was also furious, indeed ready to break up and return to Huaguo Mountain.
Initially, the plot required returning to Huaguo Mountain, but now they couldn’t go back.
"Once we break this old Daoist’s plan and take you back, we’ll split up, and Old Sun will return to Huaguo Mountain," Sun Wukong said.
Following that, they saw an entire country filled with gentle won, all weeping. Old and young won were wailing in the streets, white cloth hanging everywhere.
"Alas, our country is dood."
"The princess who was to marry is dead, the king is dead too... we are all won; what can we do?"
"Yes, in less than half a year, we’ll be wiped out."
...
The surroundings were filled with cries and wails.
Tang Monk couldn’t bear this scene and sighed, "We haven’t even atoned for the Wuzhuang Temple’s master yet, and now we’ve committed a great sin... we must go to the palace to et their family and atone."
Saying this, they inquired about the location of the palace and headed straight there.
Inside the palace.
A woman sat on a chair, acting as the king, waiting for the visitors to co.
The Xiliang Queen, hiding in the shadows, said to the woman, "The monkey rembers my aura, it has the scent of a predecessor... so I can’t appear; you must co forward as the leader of this country... that monkey won’t kill you; you’re an ordinary person."
"Yes, Your Majesty," the woman replied seriously.
The Xiliang Queen quickly left the palace, staying far away, thinking to herself, "The predecessor truly is a Divine Being! No wonder he is the Ancestor of Earth Immortal, with such divine calculations... even knowing that they’d co to the palace to seek forgiveness."
She took out the forgiveness plan and carefully examined it, preparing to have Tang Monk sign it.
"The predecessor said that Tang Sanzang is easily misled, and tricking him into signing is simple... just a regular piece of paper will do, no need to fear him backing out, for he is a man of his word."
The various clauses were quite eye-catching.
Working nine hours a day, no weekends off.
Fighting for their country, battling overseas...
The contract term was fifty years.
"After all, a single disaster on the Journey to the West takes hundreds of years... having them co down to conquer on our behalf won’t take too long. Perhaps, with their group of chosen ones, it might be less than fifty years, perfect for a disaster." The Xiliang Queen continued to study, increasingly fascinated by the various clauses, bonuses, incentive plans, overti terms... feeling like Predecessor Zhenyuanzi had opened up a new world for her.
Wow.
So it can be played this way?
She felt that her governance was practically on a dog’s body; no, her governance skills weren’t even as good as a dog’s. They truly were a group of Xiliang female barbarians, only knowing how to use muscles.
No wonder he is an ancient power, with ans that transcend the heavens and earth, and vast knowledge.
The moral coercion techniques right before her were just too brilliant.
The first moral coercion brought them to this universe.
Then, continued with successive coercions, having Tang Monk feel guilty and work for their country out of remorse.
Step by step, everything fell into place, intricately planned.
And next, not only to make them fight for her, but she could also seize the opportunity to acquire their bloodlines, infuse it into the genetic pool.
"Sun Monkey’s bloodline is extrely mysterious and terrifying... by infusing his blood into the Mother and Child River Water, my Won’s Country will beco imnsely powerful," she thought silently.
"And the predecessor said, although there are Saints watching, we haven’t gone too far; it’s within reason."
She whispered, "It’s just part of the disaster... a re fifty years, soon we’ll be back on our way.... I can gain imnse personal benefit, taking the opportunity to develop... you know, I’m not the first; on the Journey to the West, many have backgrounds, everywhere there are mounts of ancient beings from the heavens, I’m the sa, so it won’t be difficult for ."
Only monsters without backgrounds would be beaten to death.
She clearly understood this point.
On the Journey to the West, everywhere are background characters, the water is too deep.
If there was truly such a strict investigative system, how could various mounts get mixed in? Everyone has connections, the Journey to the West is a grand event, blending into the opportunity and fortune of the grand event is normal.
Fortune is sothing ordained by the Cosmic Celestial Dao.
Overall, ’fortune’ is just a clear reward and punishnt; if you did sothing beneficial for the universe’s progress and developnt, the ’Cosmic Celestial Dao’ would reward you with sothing ethereal.
Even individual Celestial Dao worlds in the heavens use this chanism to maintain developnt.
Pushing their descendants into good departnts, this happens in all worlds.
"Does this an I’ve apprenticed myself to this predecessor? Has he taken as a disciple?" the Xiliang Queen pondered, feeling she wasn’t worthy yet, needing more effort.
But she also knew that she, a small figure, was already tied to Predecessor Zhenyuanzi on a chariot, with no retreat... she could only keep secrets and work for the predecessor.
"They’re here."
Soon, the Xiliang Queen narrowed her eyes slightly, seeing Tang Monk and his party approaching.
She didn’t intervene, just quietly awaited the result.
Half a day later, good news indeed ca, with Tang Monk and his party promising to help stabilize their country while searching for a way back, and not be destroyed by other countries.
"I must relay this good news to the predecessor!"
The Xiliang Queen was ecstatic, changing into a beautiful outfit, and hurried to Wuzhuang Temple.
...
At this mont, at Wuzhuang Temple, Zhu Zhengwei had also returned after the mischievous monkey left.
He looked at his dilapidated ho, speechless.
"Truly disgraceful... waiting for the monkey to leave before I dare co back..."
He looked at the whole Daoist temple, shook his head, and said, "But that monkey, should I not properly deal with him? He smashed my ho, he must work for a period, and I’ll pluck his monkey fur as he becos my long-term laborer!"
Now, I am Zhenyuanzi.
If he sses with my things, if I don’t retaliate, how can I continue to blend in?
He then observed Qingfeng and Mingyue, both badly injured, had a conversation with them, and checked on the Ginseng Fruit Tree, which had fallen in the backyard, feeling even more heartbroken.
This was the strongest treasure of his identity!
"In the original story, I needed Guanyin to save my Ginseng Fruit Tree. Before the ultimate map was generated, without Guanyin... I didn’t even know what to do."
Zhu Zhengwei squatted down, looked at the Ginseng Fruit Tree, stroked the roots, and felt countless rules. This fruit tree was indeed a core rule of a Celestial Dao world, truly Zhenyuanzi’s core treasure.
"Now that there’s Guanyin, how to face her becos another problem.. the roles in the advanced map, I’m not too daring to contact, in case it ends up like Chang’an City’s world rules....an ambush, I wouldn’t have anywhere to cry."
He actually had a plan.
When Sun Wukong’s party, after working as laborers, returned from the "Universe in the Sleeve," they would be brought back to Wuzhuang Temple to continue the plot, and have them invite Guanyin over, then he’ll make further plans.
In short, it’s the Three Battles with the White Bone Spirit and the Wuzhuang Temple’s two disasters intertwined....
Deep in thought.
The Xiliang Queen had already co to visit.
"Sit down," Zhu Zhengwei said, sitting in the chair.
The Xiliang Queen cautiously sat down, "Predecessor, I have succeeded."
"Very well, going forward, with Sun Wukong injured, collecting his bloodline should be an easy task...." Zhu Zhengwei said.
"I can manage this," the Xiliang Queen said excitedly, "As the protagonist of this calamity, at a pivotal mont of change, his bloodline must be terrifying, infusing it into the Mother and Child River Water, my Won’s Country is sure to produce many monkey descendants..."
She didn’t mind at all if the Won’s Country turned into the Xiliang Female Monkey Country.
The customs of Xiliang were fierce; who cared about appearances?
And the fact that everyone was a great beauty was just a byproduct of constant genetic optimization.
"No rush, don’t get anxious about this," Zhu Zhengwei said, "It’s quality, not quantity. First, hide your transformations, create a high-quality female monkey; it’ll be useful in a future calamity."
"What’s it for?" the Xiliang Queen asked, puzzled.
Zhu Zhengwei remained calm, thinking silently, "The real and fake Monkey King."
Even though he didn’t know what the future held, he decided to lay the groundwork first, intending to hoard monkey fur from one monkey.
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