Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up, "Are there any female demons with long legs?"

The six-eared macaque nodded without hesitation, "There are!"

"Are there any with slim waists?"

"There are!"

"Are there any with long, straight black hair?"

"There are!"

"Are there any with short hair?"

"There are!"

"Are there any well-bred young ladies?"

"There are, all of them, and they're all together!"

"Wukong, beat him up!"

"There are… hey, hey, hey, Master, what are you doing?" The six-eared macaque saw Sun Wukong pulling out the Jingu Bang and quickly cried out.

Tang Sanzang snorted, "You little Six, I sent you out to gather intelligence, and you didn't get any information. Instead, you've learned to lie!"

The six-eared macaque protested, "Master, I didn't lie."

Tang Sanzang looked up, analyzing in the manner of a famous detective, "As your teacher, I've traveled tens of thousands of miles and encountered many demons. However, among those demons, although there are female spirits, there are mostly just one! It can be seen that the monks don't have many resources; they don't have much stock to trouble me with.

And I asked you if there are any with short hair?

You said there are.

I asked you if there are any with long, straight black hair?

You said there are.

I asked you if there are any well-bred young ladies.

You said there are.

What is this? Are the bald monks in Mount Sumeru holding back, playing some big trick on me? All the ladies are gathered together?

This doesn't make sense!

Do you understand?"

The six-eared macaque complained, "Master, it's really true this time! I stake my brain on it!"

Tang Sanzang, a little excited, asked, "Really?"

"Really, absolutely true!" the six-eared macaque said.

Excited, Tang Sanzang's hands trembled slightly as he tugged at the six-eared macaque's fur, "Little Six, you know, sometimes your master speaks too quickly. If I said something wrong, don't take it to heart."

The six-eared macaque, glancing at Tang Sanzang holding the other end of Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang, and then back at the bald and amiable face smiling broadly, sweat breaking out on his forehead, said, "Master, look at what you're saying. How could I possibly mind these small details in our master-disciple relationship? Besides, 'once a teacher, always a father.' If my father scolds me a bit, isn't that expected?"

Tang Sanzang, satisfied, let go of the Jingu Bang, laughing, "That's teachable. Come, tell your teacher, what's the plan moving forward? How many female demons are there and where are they? Let's just skip right over, capture them all at once, so they can't harm the common folk! As the saying goes, 'If not me, then who?' This kind of hardship is best left for your teacher to endure."

The six-eared macaque, rolling his eyes, said, "Well said, Master, well said… Let's stick to the main topic.

Eight hundred miles from here, there is a mountain called Pansy Ridge.

In Pansy Ridge, there is a cave dwelling called the Pansy Cave.

There are seven female demons there, known as the Seven Fairy Maidens, but I'm not clear on what forms they take."

However, I heard that each of the seven of them has unique features, long legs, slim waists, long hair, short hair—they've got it all.

These seven had taken over the Cleansing Spring of the Seven Fairies, where they practiced day and night, their skin was so lovely, so fair...

But just..."

At this point, Tang Sanzang's eyes had reddened, his hands rubbing together, breathing heavily, unable to listen to any more of 'just what'...

He then cried out, "Enough chatter, Little White, target Spider Ridge, charge with all your might!"

The White Dragon Horse then galloped towards the west.

His disciples were about to follow when Tang Sanzang shouted, "Don't come after me, each of you is so ugly, you'll scare off my Seven Fairy Maids! Follow from a distance!"

The disciples had no choice but to follow from afar.

In fact, they understood that now all the demons across the land knew that the fake Tang Sanzang operated in a gang, while the real Tang Sanzang traveled alone.

The fake Tang Sanzang had extraordinary strength, while the real Tang Sanzang was still a weakling.

So, if they really followed close by, it was indeed likely to spoil things, as demons upon seeing them gathered could distinguish the real from the fake, then the demons would either run or hide, mostly like the earlier part of their journey where they didn't see a single demon.

"Sixth brother, what did you mean by 'but just'? Just what exactly?" Sun Wukong asked.

The Six-Eared Macaque replied, "It's just that I don't know if they are still there... after all, we've caused quite a stir."

Sun Wukong said, "Whether they are there or not, it's always good for the master to have something to look forward to. By the way, what place is Cleansing Spring? Why don't the seven fairies bathe in Heaven, why do they come down here? Could it be that the water in Heaven isn't as good as it is here?"

Zhu Ganglie also curiously leaned in, "Yeah, what's the deal?"

The Six-Eared Macaque said, "You know, in ancient times, ten suns were in the sky, which caused great disasters.

Later, Houyi shot down nine of the suns transformed from golden crows with his divine bow, only leaving one behind to shine upon the earth.

This golden crow, being an embodiment of the true fire of the sun, although it fell, its vital essence didn't dissipate.

After it fell to earth, it transformed into nine notable hot springs. No matter whether it's the dead of winter or the height of summer, hot water always bubbled from these springs, making them top-notch places for cultivation.

They are even excellent for female immortals to maintain their figures, skin, and beauty.

These nine springs are Fragrant Cold Spring, Mountain Companion Spring, Warm Spring, East Union Spring, Bright Mountain Spring, Filial Peace Spring, Broad Branch Spring, Soup Spring, and the Cleansing Spring at Spider Ridge.

Even Heaven doesn't have this water...

After all, this is the heavenly paradise evolved from the child of the Demon Emperor of the Ancient Heavenly Court after dying through countless ages, gathering nature's spiritual energy, the power of mountains and rivers, and the essence of stars.

That's why every year the Seven Fairies descend to this world to bathe here.

Of course, when we say 'every year', in the Heaven Realm, it's like taking a bath every day."

Hearing this, drool nearly escaped Zhu Ganglie's mouth as he excitedly said, "My goodness, how did I not know about such a great place sooner! Ah, I really missed out big time!"

The Six-Eared Macaque, too lazy to engage with him, rolled his eyes and continued, "It is said that these seven fairy maids bathe even more frequently than the seven fairies, bathing three times a day, once in the morning, once at noon, and once in the evening... Second brother, where are you going? Don't run so fast!"

From a distance, Zhu Ganglie, without turning back, shouted, "I'm missing the master, I want to see him!"

The crowd: "Hehe... old lecherous pig, we believe you, sure!"

Meanwhile, on the western path to the West, on the west side of Spider Ridge, stood the Yellow Flower Temple.

At this moment, seven young girls sat inside the Yellow Flower Temple, looking dejectedly at a Taoist with a golden crown on his head, dressed in a black cassock, his eyes bright like stars, but with a somewhat fierce demeanor.

"Brother, you also know that the fake Tang Sanzang is incredibly ferocious. Even the Bodhisattvas suffer under his hands, and five demon saints tried but failed to prevail.

Our Spider Cave lies right on the inevitable path to the West, and now we sisters dare not stay there anymore. We've come here to seek shelter for a while, until the fake Tang Sanzang passes by, then it won't be too late to return."