Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 252 The Boring Meeting

As for the center position, it would naturally be Tang Xuanci.

After the background music finished playing, he raised his right hand and pressed it down, saying:
"sit down."

Upon hearing this, all the elders, celestial officials, deputies, and the chairman sat down and listened attentively.

Tang Xuanci opened a nearly empty pack of Lishan Chunju cigarettes, tossed three to his three disciples, lit one for himself, and gave a few brief remarks on spiritual and strategic matters.

He then invited Sha Dingtian to chair the meeting and discuss practical issues.

Soon, a celestial being from the City God Temple and a chairman of the demon sect pointed out that many other demon mountain sects were now resisting the organization.

Within Azhou, things are alright. Even near Wanzishan, the mountain lords and powerful demons at most only dare to passively resist and do not cooperate with us.

But once outside of Azhou, many demons and evil cultivators openly suppressed them, not only banding together to cut off the supply of raw materials, but also causing sabotage and even robbing people on the road.

Niu Xiangdong said that many of the roads he had previously cleared are now impassable.

Tang Xuanci had already heard Xiaoqing and Gao Cuilan report this situation.

Besides, Sha Dingtian, who was actually the City God, also keenly realized that the traditional industries of the entire cultivation world in Azhou were in complete chaos. If this continued, it would inevitably have a serious impact on taxation.

The reason for this is naturally related to the sweeping actions and planning of the City God Temple.

However, Sha Dingtian also guessed that the Zhang family and the Taoist forces must be involved, with the aim of bringing Chen Xiaoke down.

This is the primary issue that needs to be addressed in today's meeting.

Soon, Gao Cuilan explained a more moderate solution to them, which can be summarized as follows:

Add money.

What if paying more money still doesn't solve the problem?

(The book is brief; this topic is too dry, so it will be omitted.)

"You should be able to handle this, right?" Tang Xuanci asked. Before he could finish speaking, a burly man sitting upright replied loudly:

"If we can't handle it, then Liangshan has been supporting us for nothing."

"Master Tang!"
"But if any demons or evil cultivators dare to deliberately oppose us, I, Wusong, am willing to be the first to lead the way and take their dog lives!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw him:
With a broad chest, he possessed an imposing presence that could rival ten thousand men;
The bones are strong and the muscles are powerful, like a Pixiu shaking the ground sitting on the seat.

He wore a headband that resembled a tight headband, and around his neck hung a rosary made of 108 skull fragments.

"Good, that's some power." Tang Xuanci said with admiration, then turned to the Green Snake and asked, "Which mountain stronghold is this person in charge of?"

Green Snake had been listening to Gao Cuilan talk the whole time, but couldn't get a word in edgewise, which had made him a little annoyed. But seeing his subordinate looking pleased, he felt much better and chuckled:
“My lord, this is the head of the Liangshan Tianshang Hall, named Wusong. You've forgotten, the previous Gongcao Si Tongpan was scared away when he saw him return.”

Tang Xuanci immediately recognized the name and smiled, "You're that little Sun Wukong?"

“Indeed. I have heard of Sun Wukong’s great deeds of causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace since I was a child, and I admire him greatly. I also followed my brother as a pilgrim, and that’s how I got this nickname. I’m really ashamed.”

Oh?
The monkey frowned and turned to look at it, feeling both somewhat dissatisfied and a little pleased.

Pigsy glanced at Cuilan and quipped, "Little Sun Wukong? Why don't you call yourself Little Stable Keeper?"

Upon hearing this, the other comrades could hardly contain their emotions, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Seeing that his two disciples were about to start fighting again, Tang Xuanci quickly diverted the monkey's attention and then got back to the main topic.

Finally, he reassured the celestial beings that the issue of annual revenue was not a problem at all.

The traditional cultivation industry is bound to be replaced by emerging industries that integrate metaphysics and science.

So how do we replace it?
(Enough of this tedious question, I'll skip it.)

(End of this chapter)