Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 208 Pigeon?

"Tang Xuanci? He still dares to take the Heavenly Immortal exam at this time!?"

The dragon was completely stunned. It stretched its neck and looked ahead, wanting to confirm the figure that was about to appear as soon as possible.

"Is it really Tang Xuanci? That... monk who's known as the King of Beauties?"

Princess Wansheng's rosy lips parted into an "O" shape, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she subconsciously searched through the bustling crowd...

Suddenly turning my head!

She discovered that the stinky, shrimp-headed Taoist priest who had been standing next to her had actually pulled off his Taoist headband and wig, and had completely changed his appearance.

The potato-shaped face is gone, replaced by a face sculpted by divine craftsmanship—from afar, it shines like the rising sun at dawn; upon closer inspection, it glows like a lotus emerging from clear water.

The uneven eyes were gone, replaced by captivating, mesmerizing starry eyes—shining with divine light, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, holy and radiant like a rainbow after rain, fiery and intense like the gaze of a ferocious beast.

Her lips were still crooked, but they formed a golden ratio curve—graceful as a startled swan, lithe as a swimming dragon, radiant as an autumn chrysanthemum, and flourishing as a spring pine.

Thump! Thump... That's the feeling of an aortic dissection exploding.

Princess Wansheng was a little dizzy. Even if she had exhausted her imagination and racked her brains before, she could never have conjured up the image of the man in front of her in her mind.

Her loss of composure instantly drew the attention of those around her. The handsome young man, Benboerba, Baboerben... all turned their heads in the direction of her gaze.

Among the three Taoist priests from Laoshan, not only did the burly priest transform into a beautiful woman, but the thin priest also turned into a monkey!

Who else could it be but Tang Xuanci and Sun Wukong?
Benboerba and Baboerben's fish heads buzzed, thinking to themselves, "Good heavens, the princess just told the two of us to go and fight them, this is... thank goodness we didn't go."

The middle-aged dragon leading the group was terrified when it saw the monkey. Thinking of the grudge they had formed before, cold sweat broke out on its brow. Because it hadn't separated from the Dragon Palace five hundred years ago, its fear of this troublesome and fearless monkey was no less than that of the Four Dragon Kings.

Chi Yao then became mute, speechless and unable to utter a single word.

"Tang Xuanci!"

"Is it really Tang Xuanci?"

"The Monkey King has come with his master too!"

With a gasp, the crowd surged forward, everyone turning around to look behind them.

The monkey thoroughly enjoyed the gazes of the immortals and demons, grinning broadly. Then, its expression instantly changed, and it roared in a thunderous, childlike voice to the crowd in front of it:
"Get out of the way, everyone! Don't block your grandpa's path!"

The nearby demon immortals were terrified and hurriedly moved aside. In an instant, a path was cleared through the crowd, leading directly to the jade steps of the immortal palace.

Tang Xuanci looked at Chi Yao and laughed:

"Since you admire me so much, come find us after your exams and you can work with me from now on. That's fine."

After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder and walked to the front with the monkey.

Without riding the wind or controlling fire, he was simple and unpretentious, yet he was the most pretentious candidate in the entire room.

Princess Wansheng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she followed him around, secretly thinking to herself:
"He's so handsome and heroic, but... he's so bad."

"Hmph, it's not small at all. It's exactly the same size as his palm. It's a perfect fit!"
"Does it have to be like that guy Ao Ling, the bigger the better?"

"Oh, right, wasn't that evil dragon punished by being transformed into a horse to carry him on his journey to the West...?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to be ridden by Tang Xuanci, to the point that she couldn't even hear the handsome young man next to her calling her name.

The fat Taoist priest saw through this foolish behavior.

He thought to himself, "Holy crap, no way, he's already in heat? He's forgotten what that scoundrel monk just said to him."

Are there still divine laws? Are there still laws?
But then he seemed to realize something.

The monk said that being handsome is only one kind of high value; having a lot of money, high cultivation, being good at showing off, and having power are also high values.

Picking up girls is actually very simple. As long as you "output high value" without "revealing your neediness" and deliver a critical hit, you can easily win over your target.

This is The Artist of Pick Up!

Looking back, wasn't the monk's actions just now a perfect execution of the two laws?
Even if he weren't that handsome, he's still acting all high and mighty, and with that damned monkey as his bodyguard, Princess Wansheng might even be tempted.

Holy crap, the APU is actually real? I'll have to study it properly from now on! Seeing that the master and disciple had already walked far away, and besides Princess Wansheng, there were countless fairies and demons present, all staring at Tang Xuanci with infatuation.

Seeing this, the fat Taoist priest could no longer restrain himself and thought to himself, "I also want to show off, I also want to have power."

Zhang Bairen, you son of a bitch!

He transformed himself, revealing his true form, and swaggered after them. As he passed Princess Wansheng, he gave her a wicked smile and cursed her as a "little milk dragon."

"Who is that pig demon?"

"Could this be Marshal Tianpeng, who was rumored to have been killed by the Monkey King in Tibet?"

"Marshal Tianpeng? Good heavens, could it be that he also became Tang Xuanci's disciple?"

The entire audience was shocked once again, and the sound waves rose even higher.

At the top of the jade steps, the constellation officials of the Dipper Department and the immortals of the Thunder Department were also stunned. Some looked at each other in bewilderment, some whispered among themselves, and some even rode the wind directly into the immortal palace to report to their superiors. No one urged Tang Xuanci to quicken his pace.

The monkey and the pig stopped at the front of the crowd.

Tang Xuanci stepped onto the stairs alone, his steps still steady, while the celestial official stood in front of him without speeding up.

“Force him to follow me,” Chi Yao muttered to himself, gazing up at the increasingly tall figure, and began to seriously consider whether or not to follow him.

The jade steps were thirty-three zhang high and thirty-three zhang wide, and Tang Xuanci quickly reached the middle.

Suddenly, a silvery shout, mingled with the clamor of voices, reached his ears—

"Pigeon!"

He was taken aback. His face, which had remained unchanged even when Guanyin was standing before him, showed a mixture of three parts trembling, three parts surprise and doubt, and four parts disbelief.

In that instant, he even began to doubt his own hearing, which was a billion times more sensitive than that of a moth.

"Pigeon!!"

Another shout reached his ears, clearer than ever.

He stopped and suddenly turned around.
In the sea of ​​people, a young monk dressed in monk's robes was shouting loudly as he squeezed through the road and ran desperately toward them.

Tang Xuanci's pupils dilated, his gaze fixed on that delicate face without any hair to adorn it, and his peripheral vision locked onto the plump rabbit hopping around under the monk's robe. He froze.

As if traversing the joys and sorrows of the mortal world, piercing through the green mountains, the little monk finally broke free from the crowd.

She flew into his arms like a bird returning to its nest, and clung to him like a koala.

"Pigeon!!!"

It's that familiar body temperature, that familiar heartbeat, that familiar elasticity, that familiar posture...

Having confirmed the presence of color, sound, smell, taste, touch, and dharma, Tang Xuanci was overjoyed!
It's her, it's her, it's definitely her.

This little cutie... he's still alive!

He turned her cheek, which was pressed against his neck, towards his face, stroked her round, bald head, stared into her tearful eyes, and said:
"Xiao Ke!?"

"Gege, I've finally found you. I thought I'd never see you again."

"Hahahahaha-"

Tang Xuanci laughed wildly, then lowered his head and kissed her roughly.

Good guy.

Under the astonished gazes of countless humans and demons, and the dumbfounded stares of the celestial officials.

A monk in a Taoist robe and a nun in a Buddhist robe.

One was being unreasonable and argumentative, while the other readily agreed.

(End of this chapter)