Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

In less than a year, Tang Sanzang had mastered the "Unity of Divine Powers" to the seventh peak level, not only surpassing the old man, but also entering the eighth level which neither the old man nor the books had recorded.

This eighth level transformed Tang Sanzang, making him surpass the limits of ordinary martial artists. He ran eight hundred miles in one breath, crossing the Black Water River.

Now, Tang Sanzang stamped his foot and shook his shoulders, confidently looking ahead and saying, "Let's go, to the Western Heaven!"

...

A night without words.

The next day, Sun Wukong came back early after his day off.

And he saw a figure, hands on a large tree, bending over at ninety degrees, mouth wide open—vomiting!

Whooshaaaa...

Not far away, the White Dragon Horse and Zhu Ganglie were pinching their noses and looking up at the sky.

Only Sha Wujing stood by, occasionally handing over a piece of paper, saying, "Master, maybe next time don't drink."

Tang Sanzang took the paper, wiped his mouth, and said, "I don't even remember when I drank, how much I drank, or what the drink tasted like. But this vomit, it really stinks..."

"Master, I'm back," Sun Wukong greeted from a distance.

Tang Sanzang glanced at him and said weakly, "Find a place to rest... I don't want to go anywhere these days."

Sun Wukong immediately set off to find a place.

Before long, he actually found a family of monks who could host them, and they all settled down for just under a week.

During that week, Tang Sanzang vomited at the smell of meat;

He vomited at the smell of alcohol;

Even if it was just a bit oily, he would go outside to vomit.

Seeing Tang Sanzang like this, the old man hosting them sighed, "Truly a high monk from the Great Tang, not touching a drop of meat or alcohol!"

Sun Wukong and the others, upon hearing this, chuckled dryly, bowing their heads and hurrying to eat.

A week later, the group set off again toward the Western Heaven.

On the road, Tang Sanzang patted his stomach and declared, "I've decided, no alcohol for a while!"

"Agreed!"

Sha Wujing, Sun Wukong, Zhu Ganglie, the White Dragon Horse, and others shouted in unison.

Tang Sanzang looked puzzled at them, "Do you guys also throw up when you drink?"

"Throw up! Absolutely, it's really uncomfortable. Let me tell you, Master, alcohol is like poison through the guts, tastes good when you drink it, but afterwards... ah..."

Sun Wukong said.

Thinking back on the miserable experiences of the past few days, Tang Sanzang nodded in agreement, "Makes sense, no more drinking."

Hearing Tang Sanzang say this, Sha Wujing and the others indeed breathed a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid that one of these days Tang Sanzang would drink too much and prematurely send them to the Western Heaven.

With Tang Sanzang deciding not to drink, the journey ahead became much smoother.

Soon, the group arrived at a small river.

"Boatman, let's cross the river!" Sun Wukong shouted.

Shortly after, a large boat approached, but the one steering was not a man, but an old granny.

The granny's eyes sparkled as she looked at Tang Sanzang and his companions, especially when she looked at Tang Sanzang, there was an inexplicable excitement in her eyes.

So much so that Zhu Ganglie and others thought for a moment that the granny might be a transformed demon.

However, the boat reached the other side of the river without any mishap, and the group finally relaxed.

When the old grandmother could no longer hold back, she asked, "Holy monks, where did you come from and where are you headed?"

Sun Wukong replied, "We have come from the Great Tang in the eastern lands and are heading towards the western heavens to seek the True Scriptures. My master is Tang Sanzang, and my name is Sun Wukong. Do you have any other questions?"

The old grandmother shook her head and said, "No more questions...no more questions... It's no wonder this elder Tang looks so handsome, having come from the holy monk of the Great Tang, hehe... Have a safe journey."

Sun Wukong was all prepared for a big fight with a demon that could last three hundred rounds, but the old grandmother simply rowed away.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a bit baffled.

Sun Wukong said, "I thought she was a demon with great transformation skills that could even deceive my fiery eyes. Now it seems she is not a demon, just a normal person."

Zhu Ganglie said, "If this old lady isn't a demon, then why did her eyes light up when she looked at our master? Could she have taken a liking to our master?"

Slap!

Tang Sanzang raised his hand and slapped this pig's head: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Sha Wujing also said, "Indeed strange... Master, what do you think this is all about?"

Tang Sanzang said, "Never mind what it's all about, I'm hungry. Let's cook!"

Sha Wujing smiled, quickly set up a pot by the river, and after filling it with river water and adding a large bone, he began to boil soup.

Soon, a pot of bone soup was ready.

"Master, have some soup first, the rest of the dishes will be ready soon," Sha Wujing handed a bowl of soup to Tang Sanzang.

Zhu Ganglie and the others, seeing this, also rushed over and each scooped a bowl to start drinking.

As they sipped, everyone complimented Sha Wujing on his improving cooking skills.

Sha Wujing chuckled and also served himself and the White Dragon Horse a bowl, and while sipping the soup, he prepared the other half of the leftover venison leg, cutting it properly and stewing it in the pot to make a big pot of meat.

Just as the aroma of the meat began to waft through the air...

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Tang Sanzang turned and started to retch violently.

Sha Wujing asked in surprise, "Master, I thought you had stopped vomiting? Why are you vomiting again?"

Tang Sanzang hadn't even spoken yet when Zhu Ganglie and Sun Wukong also started retching.

Then it was the White Dragon Horse's turn...

Soon after, Sha Wujing also started feeling nauseous and then began experiencing abdominal pain.

Sha Wujing loosened his clothes and felt his belly, only to find what seemed like a meatball growing rapidly inside, rolling around painfully in his stomach, making him sweat from his forehead.

"My stomach hurts, what's going on?" Zhu Ganglie shouted as he clutched his belly.

Sun Wukong, also sweating profusely from pain, then closed his eyes and introspected his body, only to see a small monkey appear in his belly!

Sun Wukong gasped in shock, "Damn it, what's going on here? How can old Sun be pregnant?"

Zhu Ganglie, Sha Wujing, and the others also introspected themselves and then exclaimed, "I am pregnant too... What in the world is this?"

After a long bout of yelling, everyone turned their heads in unison to look at Tang Sanzang to see how the bald monk was doing.

At that moment, Tang Sanzang had taken off his kasaya and was looking down at his belly, where a small bump was rolling around...

Sun Wukong asked, "Master, are you pregnant too?"

Tang Sanzang's mouth twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it all, it seems I really am pregnant."

Just when the disciples were bewildered by the situation, a cry of surprise rang out, "Oh my, a man!"

On hearing this, everyone turned back and saw an old grandmother staring at them with glowing eyes, her gaze fixated on Tang Sanzang's belly and chest, like a hungry wolf eyeing a lamb.

Black lines immediately appeared on everyone's foreheads...

Zhu Ganglie directly fired back, "Hey, old lady, what are you staring at? Haven't you seen a bare-chested man before? What's so surprising about it!"