Hearing this, the Magic Lord with Hundred Eyes slightly furrowed his brow and said, "Now that you ntion it, I seem to have been on the journey to the West myself..."
There was a collective silence from the crowd.
After a while, a Taoist with seven won, along with seven little demons, packed up their belongings and moved out altogether.
On the other hand, Tang Sanzang had been galloping on his horse for who knows how long. As the sun was about to set, he finally arrived at the foot of a towering mountain where an old stele bore three large characters—Pan Silk Ridge.
Once Tang Sanzang confird he had reached the right place, he patted the head of the White Dragon Horse and said, "Little White, wait for here at the bottom of the mountain, while I go up to vanquish demons and remove evil!"
The White Dragon Horse grinned and said, "Master, really, you can take with you. You know , I’m only interested in horses."
Tang Sanzang chuckled and looked at him, "One of your ancestors had a mother who was a cow."
The White Dragon Horse said, "..."
"You also had an ancestor whose mother was a jackal.
You had another ancestor whose mother was a bird;
Another whose mother was a whale;
Another whose mother was a lion;
Another whose mother was a soft-shelled turtle;
Another whose mother was a tiger;
Another whose mother was a jiaolong;
If I rember correctly, that Nine-headed Son-in-law is also your brother, right? His mother probably wasn’t a dragon either, was she?"
The White Dragon Horse was so embarrassed it almost wanted to shove its head in a crevice, coughing and saying, "Cough cough... Master, that... um... you go on up the mountain by yourself, I’ll just wait here for you."
"Glad you know your place!"
Tang Sanzang humd a tune as he went up the mountain, muttering to himself, "A dragon, and it talks to about only liking horses... tsk, as if I’m unaware of your family’s illustrious history?"
Leaving the White Dragon Horse behind, Tang Sanzang ascended the mountain alone.
However, Tang Sanzang soon encountered a problem.
That was, he usually had disciples to lead the way while he sat on the horse, eating and drinking and sleeping; but now, walking by himself...
He sadly discovered that he was lost!
"Never mind, I’ll just head up the mountain, that’s got to be correct!"
After deciding on this, Tang Sanzang stepped forward with great strides, almost shouting with glee, "Little demons, your brother Tang Sanzang is coming..."
But he also knew that with his notorious reputation, any demon with a slight bit of intelligence could guess he was a fake if he flaunted himself like that...
So, this ti he decided to be a bit more restrained.
He did not run, nor did he jump about, and without shouting at every step, he quietly and dazedly made his way up the mountain.
As he walked, he suddenly heard the sound of girls’ laughter coming from up ahead!
The mont Tang Sanzang heard it, his eyes lit up, and he almost exclaid with excitent, thinking to himself, "In such a remote wilderness, where are these won from? They must be female demons!
I’ve finally found them, mwahaha, my springti has arrived!"
At the top of the mountain, there was a bathhouse asuring more than five zhang in width and over ten zhang in length, with a depth of four feet. The water within was crystal clear, shimring like pearls and jades boiling up from the bottom, and was surrounded by six or seven outlets that provided a continuous flow. The water flowed out for two or three li before reaching the fields, still warm.
On the edge of the pond stood a pavilion with three compartnts, and at the rear wall there was a plank bench with eight legs.
On either side of the bench, two colorful painted clothes racks were placed.
At this mont, seven figures, each clad in differently colored garnts and of unparalleled beauty—so dignified and graceful, others spirited and dashing, so petite and charming, yet others adorable and doltish...
So had lithe figures, others well-proportioned, so statuesque...
However, without exception, no matter their physique, they all exuded an aura of celestial purity and an ethereal quality.
They seed like fairies unbound to the mortal coil.
In fact, they indeed were fairies, the seven daughters of the Jade Emperor, the Seven Fairies!
The seven were playfully laughing and chatting with each other.
"Sister Hua Lin, are you sure that when we return, it won’t cause trouble?" the youngest of the Seven Fairies, Yao Ji, asked with her sparkling big eyes, sounding a bit fearful.
Hua Lin, the eldest sister, said with utmost confidence, "Don’t worry, I’ve sent the Four Heavenly Kings away for an hour. Let’s bathe quickly, and by the ti we return, they will know nothing."
Hearing this, Yao Ji obediently nodded and said, "That’s good, that’s good."
Tai Ying, the second sister, expressed her concerns, "I’m not worried about the Four Heavenly Kings. Even if they find out we descended to the mortal realm without permission, they wouldn’t dare to make it known, since that would an admitting their own neglect of duty.
What worries are those seven spider spirits on the mountain."
Yao Ji continued to nod obediently, "I’m worried too, I’m worried."
Yu Zhi, the third sister, and the only one among the young won dressed in a suit of golden armor, had her hair tied into a ponytail and a golden sword hung at her waist. With her valiant and extraordinary deanor, she brimd with endless confidence and declared, "Those seven spider spirits are of no concern. If they dare co to steal our Cleansing Spring again, thinking they’re immortal, they’ll see how I’ll cut them down!"
Yao Ji nodded again and said, "Third sister is so powerful!"
The fourth sister, i Xian, who wore a light green dress and whose features carried a hint of coquettish charm, giggled, "Third sister, we’re here to relax, not to engage in battle."
With a tilt of her head, Yao Ji said in an adorable manner, "Fourth sister also makes sense..."
Qing’e, the fifth sister, dressed in a light blue robe and holding a bamboo flute, said with a pursed smile, "Fourth sister, this is no joke. These monsters are not kind creatures…
Third sister, you shouldn’t be complacent either.
Those seven spider spirits do have so tricks up their sleeves..."
Yao Ji said fearfully again, "Maybe we should go back."
Wan Luo, the sixth sister, wearing a blue dress, with her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed, seed to harbor an eternal lancholy.
She stroked Yao Ji’s head and said to Yu Zhi in a low voice, "Third sister, although the spider spirits are troubleso, they can be dealt with. The real problem is the Hundred-Eyes Golden Light demon standing behind them. He is skilled in alchemy and not only possesses unique Divine Skills like Hundred-Eyes Golden Light, which can liquefy gold and sever jade with formidable power, but we also suffered at his hands last ti. We should be cautious this ti."
Yao Ji nodded vigorously like a pecking chicken, showing her agreent with sixth sister Wan Luo’s words.
The group, clearly accustod to indulging the youngest, fondly rapped her on the head.
Qing Lin said, "Alright, there’s no need to worry. I’ve set up a barrier all around us. If any demon approaches, it will trigger an alarm. Then, we can just leave quickly…
Let’s try not to provoke any trouble."
With the eldest sister speaking, it was as if the tone had been set, and everyone stopped prattling and expressed their agreent. Discover more stories at .Côm
Thus, the seven maidens began to disrobe…
Yao Ji was the quickest of them all. Though timid, she was also the most eager to play. Barely containing herself, as soon as she heard it was ti to bath, she was the first to strip off her clothes, then excitedly jumped into the Cleansing Spring. Splashing a colorful wave with a twirl, she playfully sent a spray splashing onto the other maidens.
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