I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 603 Chen Xuan is going to make Tang Sanzang!
Feng Xue was quite satisfied with Chen Xuan's growth. Although there was an element of his wicked humor involved, he didn't want his little brother to just be a tool.

Since he had taken advantage of this young man's destiny, he hoped to give him an equal return.

If he were truly hopeless, then Feng Xue would have done more than enough by changing his fate. But now that he has shown a willingness to change, he certainly wouldn't mind offering his help.

However, he naturally wouldn't tell Chen Xuan this idea. After all, being too direct would only make Chen Xuan feel that he was someone Chen Xuan could rely on, and he would be more inclined to run away when faced with difficulties. Only by making himself seem unreliable would Chen Xuan be more inclined to rely on his own strength when he encountered danger.

As expected, faced with Feng Xue's flippant response, Chen Xuan subconsciously ignored many details and began to argue that he had no interest in that area. Amidst his vehement words, Feng Xue simply waved her hand and said:
"That kind of thing doesn't matter. What matters is that you did a really good job."

"What's not important? This is very important, okay... Uh? Hehehe~~" Chen Xuan was still immersed in the trap of proving his innocence when he suddenly heard Feng Xue's praise, and he was a little confused for a moment.

But he was, after all, someone who had risen from the bottom, and he didn't get lost in the praise for long. He quickly grasped the crux of the matter and frowned, saying:

"Brother, isn't my beating someone contradicting Tang Sanzang's character? You should have stopped me when you arrived earlier! Won't this affect Tang Sanzang's destiny now?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xue sighed and said, "You won't admit you're shallow. Who told you that Tang Sanzang couldn't be fought? Have you only watched TV dramas and read comic books? Have you never studied real history?"

"Real history?" Chen Xuan was taken aback, and his expression immediately became strange. I'm here to study Journey to the West. If you say I only read the storybook and not the original, then I'll accept that. But what do you mean by history?
"Sigh~" Feng Xue sighed, explaining somewhat helplessly:

"Do you think destiny exists from birth? Journey to the West was written in the Ming Dynasty, so did Tang Sanzang have a destiny before the Ming Dynasty?"

"But martial arts novels..." Chen Xuan was about to speak when Feng Xue interrupted him:
“Purely fictional novels are one thing, but what about those novels within a historical framework? Don’t they have a neighbor with the destiny of Bao Zheng? How many years has ‘The Three Heroes and Five Gallants’ been around? But before ‘The Three Heroes and Five Gallants,’ did Bao Zheng’s destiny not exist? Are these two destinies different? Are they compatible in modern times?”

"Compatibility...right?" Feng Xue's question did indeed touch on a blind spot in her knowledge, leaving Chen Xuan somewhat confused.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Feng Xue immediately laughed and said:

"Yes, so is the Tang Monk in the Journey to the West from the Ming Dynasty compatible with the historical Tang Monk prototype?"

"It should be compatible, right?" Chen Xuan nodded thoughtfully, but then asked doubtfully, "But the historical Tang Sanzang wasn't said to be able to fight, was he?"

"What are you saying!" Feng Xue pulled a copy of "The Great Tang Records on the Western Regions" from her bag and handed it to Chen Xuan. "Look carefully! The historical monk Xuanzang crossed the Jade Gate Pass all by himself! He traversed the vast Gobi Desert and snow-capped mountains, encountering bandits, robbers, harsh weather, and shortages of water and food... Which of these problems could be solved by chanting scriptures? Did he have monkeys? He still fought his way through!"

At this point, Feng Xue paused slightly, confirming that Loki's divine authority was in effect, before continuing:

"Without sufficient strength, wisdom, and unwavering will, one would have died on the road long ago. How could one possibly reach India? The journey to obtain the scriptures is inherently a path of struggle! Struggle against Heaven, struggle against Earth, struggle against humanity, struggle against demons and monsters! Without the means to subdue demons, where would the compassion to save all living beings come from? Heaven and Earth are ruthless, and all living beings are evil, hence the need for three burials! Burying Heaven! Burying Earth! Burying all living beings! Only by burying all evil can one obtain the true scriptures!" Chen Xuan was stunned by this "violent journey to obtain the scriptures" theory. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed... there was actually some truth to it? If it weren't for Feng Xue's fighting skills, he would have become a monster's snack long ago. And if he hadn't just unleashed his power and beaten that river god, he would probably still be being humiliated by him stealing his underwear...

but……

"So my 'Three Burials' is the 'burial' of 'funeral'?" Chen Xuan looked at his fist, momentarily bewildered. Feng Xue immediately added fuel to the fire:
"Of course, how was it beating up that so-called god?"

"Awesome!" Chen Xuan answered without hesitation this time. To be precise, those few minutes were the most enjoyable he had ever been in his life for over a decade!
"If we do it all over again, are you going to reason with him, or beat him up again?"

Feng Xue's words were full of seductive allure, but Chen Xuan didn't care. He said with certainty:

"That kind of bastard is completely unreasonable. If I had known he wasn't strong and was so despicable, I should have jumped out and beaten him up sooner!"

"That's right! Young man, you must face your true self! The so-called Buddha is not a compassionate being high above, but an ordinary person with enlightenment. If you can't even acknowledge your true self, how can you talk about enlightenment, how can you talk about becoming a Buddha?"

This time, Chen Xuan did not hesitate at all. It wasn't that he actually believed Feng Xue's nonsense, but because he hoped for this path in his heart.

Come to think of it, how could a young man from the bottom of society who has been unlucky since childhood not yearn for a life of pleasure and revenge? Compared to the pedantic and rigid Tang Sanzang, Tang Sanzang, who opens the path between life and death with a single punch, is indeed more to his liking!
Just as the two were chatting, Hermes on the ground suddenly shuddered. He didn't understand much of what else they were saying, but he definitely understood what they meant by "beat him up again!"

He didn't even bother to find something to cover himself. Wearing his half-ripped robe (or perhaps a short robe?), he wriggled and adjusted his position. He didn't dare to look back at the two of them, afraid that his gaze would attract attention. He could only activate the artifact beneath his feet and extend its pure white wings.

"You damned blasphemers! Just you wait! This isn't over!" Hermes cursed inwardly, then transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?! He got away!" Chen Xuan only realized what was happening when he saw the light, and his expression changed drastically. Feng Xue, however, remained calm and said indifferently:

"So what if he ran away? He's just a nobody with no real power or influence. A good beating will do. Did you really expect him to give you a golden axe or a silver axe?"

“But that guy…” Chen Xuan wanted to say that the guy’s methods were dirty and he was good at stealing, but Feng Xue interrupted him:
"No buts. That guy doesn't look like the type to suffer a loss. Let's keep going, we'll run into him eventually."

At this point, Feng Xue subtly sensed the receding point of light and thought to herself:

"After all, my Ragnarok is still waiting for him to guide me!"

(End of this chapter)