Chapter 16: Beating Up the Demon Queen

Journey to the West: Starting by Joining the Chat Group, Main Text Volume, Chapter 16, Beating Up the Demon Queen. At this moment, Xuanzang and Morgana, two people from different worlds, are in a standoff.

Regarding Morgana's demand for compensation, Xuanzang is also very magnanimous, telling her directly to look back.

Anyway, if they look at each other, neither side loses out.

However, how could Morgana possibly agree?

No matter how you look at it, she is clearly the one losing out, especially since it would be a completely unobstructed, bare-all encounter.

"Screw you, the Queen isn't interested. Although you are indeed handsome, who would want to look at a guy like you?

Besides, can handsomeness be eaten as a meal? Am I, the Queen, such a vulgar person?" Morgana said.

Hearing this, Xuanzang spreads his hands and shrugs, saying: "Then there is no other way? What exactly do you want?"

Morgana reveals a wicked smile and says with ill intent:

"Hehehe, isn't it said that Tang Seng's Flesh is a priceless treasure? For the sake of being in the same Chat Group, you cut off a few pounds, and I'll go exchange it in the Chat Group. If you're afraid of pain, drawing some blood is fine too."

"..., that's the only way."

Xuanzang is silent for a moment, not expecting Morgana to actually have this idea.

Cutting Flesh, drawing blood! Worthy of being a demon, she really could do such a thing.

"Don't worry, we demons have the most top-tier medical technology in the universe. Even if we cut Flesh and draw blood, you won't feel a shred of pain; the service is very humane," Morgana said.

"What if I don't agree?" Xuanzang says calmly, appearing not at all panicked.

"Then that won't be up to you. Xuanzang, in Journey to the West, you are a combat-five weakling, your disciples aren't by your side, and you've delivered yourself to my door. Do you think you can defy this Queen?"

Morgana says triumphantly; she isn't very interested in Tang Seng's Flesh, as she is an eternal-level existence herself.

Currently, she only needs Xuanzang's Ancestral Blood or Flesh to exchange for points.

Of course, as a member of the Chat Group, Morgana will not take Xuanzang's life, nor will she let Xuanzang feel pain during the process.

A smile appears on Xuanzang's face as he says:

"Morgana, I think you might have some misunderstandings about Journey to the West; what's in the book isn't necessarily all true."

"For example?" Morgana asks, not caring at all.

Whoosh!

The next second, Xuanzang's body vanishes instantly; the speed is so fast that it can no longer be captured by the naked eye.

Before Morgana can react, Xuanzang is already right in front of her, simultaneously reaching out a palm to grab her collar and neck, lifting her up.

"??" Morgana.

At this moment, Morgana's mind is a blank slate. Who is she, and where is she?

How is she being lifted up by Xuanzang like a little chick?

The key is that she struggles for a moment, but doesn't budge an inch.

Xuanzang's hand is like it's welded to her neck, completely impossible to break free.

Wormhole travel is malfunctioning!

The Gene Computer is malfunctioning!

The Demon Claw is malfunctioning, unable to be summoned!

"What the hell, what's going on?" Morgana is terrified.

Before Morgana can move again, a fist gets closer and closer to her eyes.

Boom, boom, boom~

Ah!

With a scream, Morgana's eyes look just like a giant panda's, looking endearingly silly.

"Xuanzang, screw you, you actually dare to beat me!" Morgana roars hysterically.

Bang, bang!

Xuanzang says nothing and continues to give Morgana two more punches to build rapport and a relationship.

Ah!

After the scream, Morgana curses and swears:

"Xuanzang, I, the Queen, will not let you off."

"If you have the guts, let go and fight one-on-one!"

Hearing this, Xuanzang puts Morgana down, then instantly lifts her back up again.

"?" Morgana.

Bang, bang.

Another round of "friendly" punches is delivered; Morgana, this demon leader, is beaten until she wails, losing all face.

She is a Fourth Generation God Body, after all; this level of physique would have no problem even taking a bath inside a Nuclear Bomb.

But Xuanzang's fists seem to be enchanted with armor-piercing, hitting directly into the Flesh, damaging Tendon and bone.

If this continues, next month's period will be beaten out of existence.

"I surrender, I surrender."

"Stop hitting, stop hitting. If you keep hitting, I, the Queen, will be disfigured."

Morgana hurriedly begs for mercy, decisively admitting defeat.

Those who understand the times are heroes; she isn't a protagonist, so there's no need to fight to the death.

Moreover, she has figured it out: this person Xuanzang is too ruthless and unfathomable.

If there's a fight, he really throws hands, showing no mercy at all.

Hearing this, Xuanzang stops, though he still holds Morgana, saying: "Still want to cut Flesh and draw blood?"

Morgana shakes her head repeatedly; she would be risking her life to cut Flesh and draw blood, as if she thinks her life is too long.

"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Just a misunderstanding, Xuanzang," Morgana said.

"I think it was a misunderstanding too. Sorry for beating you up just now," Xuanzang nodded, then lowered his hands.

"..." Morgana.

After regaining her freedom, Morgana immediately ran to the mirror, looked at her black eye, and couldn't help but grimace and gasp in pain.

Having lived for thirty thousand years, when had she ever been so humiliated?

She had actually been carried around like a weakling, with zero resistance or ability to fight back.

Wasn't it said that Tang Seng in Journey to the West was a mortal? How is he so damn strong?

That damned Group Owner has ruined her!

Morgana subconsciously shifted the blame onto Group Leader Yan Shuangying.

Fortunately, the demon's medical capabilities were powerful; in a few moments, she was eighty or ninety percent recovered, with only a small shadow left around her eye.

Meanwhile, Xuanzang sat in the living room, drinking red wine and watching television, with the air of someone who was the true master of the house.

Morgana walked over, a look of resentment appearing on her face, then sat on the sofa and said:

"Xuanzang, keep today's events a secret. You can't go around talking about it; I, the Queen, need to save face."

"No problem," Xuanzang said.

He watched the television to himself; although it was not the same Earth Star, there were similarities, so everything before him felt very familiar.

As for his original Earth, for reasons unknown, it had suddenly exploded, leaving nothing behind.

Morgana felt a lingering shadow in her heart and asked in a low voice: "Xuanzang, what kind of superpower did you use just now? Why couldn't I move?"

"Superpower? In my world, this is called Immortal Cultivation. That move just now was one of my self-created basic techniques: Throat Lock," Xuanzang laughed.

"Throat Lock..." Morgana broke into a cold sweat. What kind of sloppy name is that?

"But Xuanzang, you've adapted quite quickly. You drink red wine more properly than I do, and you use the television so smoothly. Aren't you an ancient person?" Morgana said.

"An ancient person is not a fool. Is it that hard?" Xuanzang countered.

Morgana nodded. It really wasn't difficult, but the thought of two people from completely different worlds suddenly staying together felt very strange.

"I'm afraid none of the group members expected you to come to my world," Morgana said.

"By the way, does this Crossing Crystal keep crossing? Xuanzang, how long can you stay here?" Morgana asked.

"Three days. After three days, I will automatically return to my own world. Why do you ask? What, you want me to leave so soon? Not going to fulfill your duties as a host?" Xuanzang said, looking at Morgana with an unkind gaze.

Morgana's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly said:

"Don't misunderstand. I just want to get a Crossing Crystal too, in case I'm chased by Kaisha in the future and have nowhere to run, I can use it to hide.

Now, dear Xuanzang, since you've come, you are my, Morgana's, most honored guest.

For these three days, all your expenses on Earth are on me!"