Chapter 215: Zhizunbao: My Fate is Determined by Me, Not by Heaven!

Chat Group.

Kyushu's Number One Golden Core: "Although I feel a bit sorry for this Zhang Chulan, I don't know why. How is this guy's temperament so cheap, and why does he seem so familiar?"

Demon Queen: "Nonsense, you two are both talents with no integrity, of course you'd feel it's familiar."

Kyushu's Number One Golden Core: "..."

Wang Wu fell silent. Was it really because of this?

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Speaking of which, little sister Bao'er, if this Zhang Chulan doesn't agree to be your slave, you wouldn't beat him to death, would you?"

Na Du Tong Backbone Feng Baobao: "That shouldn't happen, at most he'll be paralyzed. Also, a task was just triggered. I didn't intend to subdue him now, but since I've encountered him, I'll just do it all at once."

Feng Baobao explained the matter of the Private Task.

Moreover, even without the Private Task, she would actually at most give him a beating; it was impossible to truly kill Zhang Chulan, this key figure.

Of course, if he were accidentally killed, that would be entirely an accident.

And after hearing Feng Baobao's words, the old group members were like people who had eaten lemons, feeling both envious and sour.

Demon Queen: "Hell, as the first batch of group members, it's been a long time since we've had a task."

Bad Commander: "Private Task, what is that?"

First Extraordinary Woman of the Yin-Yang School: "Yeah, what is that status?"

Playboy: "It's better if no tasks come my way here, in case I collapse the Earth again."

Invincible Yuwentuo: "Observe!"

Hua Xiaogu: "What is a task?"

Demon Queen: "Newcomers shouldn't worry about so much!"

Otherworld, A Chinese Odyssey, Axe Gang.

Zhizunbao was lurking in the chat; in just this short while, he felt as if he had learned a lot of things, yet it seemed he had learned nothing at all.

"Boss, Boss, it's bad."

At this moment, the hermaphroditic Third-in-Command ran over quickly, followed by a group of underlings.

The reason the Third-in-Command was called hermaphroditic was because he had a rugged exterior, but the voice that came out was a girl's voice.

Looking at the Third-in-Command who looked particularly sloppy, Zhizunbao thought to himself:

"In the Script, the Third-in-Command seems to be the reincarnation of the Third Junior Brother. He's a Heavenly General of the Heavenly Court, so why does he look so wretched? Unlike me, jade-tree-like in the wind, handsome and dashing."

"Boss, what are you looking at? Although you are wise and martial, you can't do that." A shy and bashful look appeared on the Third-in-Command's face.

"Get lost? Your grandfather! Am I that desperate? Damn... hurry up and say, what happened?" Zhizunbao said angrily.

The Third-in-Command swallowed his spit and said: "Boss, a woman has come up the mountain."

"Isn't it just a woman? Just rob her of her bundle, making such a fuss."

Zhizunbao lay on the tiger-skin throne, crossing his legs, looking triumphant.

"No, this is a beauty! The brothers are all staring straight, how could they make a move! Boss, you don't know, that woman just took a casual glance, and everyone felt like they lost their souls. The Second-in-Command is even drooling, his ugly state fully exposed!" the Third-in-Command said.

Zhizunbao showed a suspicious look and said:

"Third-in-Command, why didn't you go look? Instead, you came to report the information?"

Hearing this, the Third-in-Command twisted and said:

"I am not interested in women. Boss, you are the most handsome, dashing, and romantic boss I have ever seen, hehe."

The Third-in-Command's smile fell into Zhizunbao's eyes, causing him to gradually petrify.

"Let's go, let's go see the beauty! I want to see what kind of woman can fascinate my gang of brothers. You must know that my brothers have all undergone special training and possess an iron-like will!"

Zhizunbao waved his hand and strode away from the hall like a dragon or a tiger.

"Boss, wait for me!" the Third-in-Command shouted coquettishly.

Outside the Axe Gang, there was a dilapidated house; spider webs covered the eaves, and the roof had dozens of holes, riddled with gaps.

Even so, there was a special hot spring pool inside, with peach blossoms floating on the water and steam rising.

At this time, a woman with a graceful figure and fair skin was bathing in the hot spring.

The woman's skin was whiter than milk; her every smile, every frown, and every movement were natural and unadorned. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, and beneath her moving face, a trace of wildness not belonging to ordinary women flashed from time to time.

Outside the dilapidated house, the entire Axe Gang had gathered into a group, each one staring wide-eyed at the hot spring pool, afraid of missing any scene that would make their blood boil.

Among them, the Second-in-Command of the Axe Gang, who was Dashu, the reincarnation of Bajie, had his soul hooked, and his drool couldn't stop flowing.

Having lived for so long, this was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman!

Zhizunbao ran over and discovered that except for the Third-in-Command, the entire Axe Gang was basically here, and even the old legend of the Axe Gang, eighty-year-old Wang Daye, was staring inside with great spirit.

"Damn, forgetting righteousness for lust!"

"No, why does this scene feel somewhat familiar?"

"Beauty, bathing, peach blossoms, Chun Shiniang?"

Zhizunbao thought of the story in the Script; it seemed the beginning was just like this.

Because of the arrival of the spider demon Chun Shiniang, his peaceful life was broken, and changes occurred one after another, until finally, he used the Moonlight Box to travel back five hundred years.

"Coincidence, right!"

"Fake, it must be fake!"

Zhizunbao revealed an awkward but polite smile to comfort himself.

And at this moment, because the Second-in-Command couldn't control himself, he stumbled into the hot spring pool.

He was immediately showered with Copper Coins by Chun Shiniang.

"Where the peach blossoms pass, not a blade of grass grows. When the money hits the ground, the head is not guaranteed!"

Chun Shiniang's domineering and ruthless voice came out. Zhizunbao sat on the ground with a thud, but he covered half his face and revealed a happy smile.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Someone save me, I don't want to become a Buddha!"

Zhizunbao shouted in his heart; he did not want his fate to be controlled, to be a monkey who could not even be the master of his own emotions.

At this moment, he finally believed the Script of the Group Owner.

Everything has Karma, and with Karma, it becomes reasonable that he changed from a notorious bandit into Sun Wukong, the protector of Tang Seng.

It is just that this is not the path he is willing to walk!

Journey to the West Plane, Underworld.

Xuanzang and Houtu were drinking together; while drinking, Xuanzang did not post in the Chat Group, nor did he interact, merely reading the messages.

He had not expected that this time the new group members would actually include Zhizunbao, who in a certain sense was his disciple Sun Wukong from another world.

And there was Feng Baobao, and Ming Wang—all of them were eccentric kings!

At the same time, the reason Xuanzang was not multitasking was that he was wondering whether Houtu would discover the existence of the Chat Group.

As a Saint and a Transcendence Level Great Ability, Houtu should logically be omniscient and omnipotent, knowing everything.

But judging from Houtu's behavior, it seemed she did not know of the Chat Group's existence, or perhaps she was intentionally acting and had not exposed it.

Then what would be the reason for doing so?

He did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Houtu Great Heavenly Venerable treated him differently!

Even when some of his own jocular remarks might have offended Houtu!

Yet she did not hold him accountable, at most just glaring with pressure to intimidate, rather than slapping him to death.

"Are you wondering why I treat you differently?"

Houtu was slightly tipsy at this moment, her demeanor graceful.

"Yes, after all, I am just an ordinary mortal, at most knowing a bit of Taoism."

Xuanzang nodded and said frankly.

Houtu shook her head and said:

"Karma; some things cannot be explained from the perspective of the present. In the future, after you have experienced everything, the present will no longer be strange."

After speaking, Houtu extended her crystalline, slender fingers, and in the palm of her hand, a scroll emitting an ancient aura appeared out of thin air.

"Take a look and see if you can refine it!"

PS: Dear readers, there are too many things going on during the National Day, and I am on a business trip. These two chapters were written on the train.

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