Chapter 272

On the road to the West.

The four disciples, a fox, and a dog continued their journey.

It was as if they had returned to the beginning, as if they had never experienced all those tribulations.

And yet it was as if things had changed; invisibly, the most intuitive feeling they gave off had changed a lot.

That feeling could be collectively referred to as the traces of their growth.

"Master, do you need me to investigate Rulai's trump card?" Yang Jian was still worried.

He didn't want to be held back at every step; seizing the initiative at this time was always correct.

Tang An lay on Jiuyue's tail, biting on a lollipop.

Her style, along with her increasingly restrained eyes, seemed contradictory, but in reality, it was more like the undisguised her.

Tang An might have hidden some of her little secrets before, but now, the four of them, along with Jiuyue and Xiaotian Quan, had become partners who could entrust their backs to each other and trust with their lives.

Therefore, Tang An had already revealed her most authentic side.

"No need to investigate."

"Rulai's trump card was already seen through by me when we went to see Kong Xuan."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong scratched his cheek, "Master, tell us quickly, what is Rulai's trump card?"

Tang An took the lollipop out of her mouth, "He went to find Kong Xuan, nothing more than wanting to use this to push forward the Great Tribulation of the Three Realms and understand the exact direction of the Great Tribulation."

"Once the Great Tribulation begins, he only needs to hide in the Thirty-Three Heavens, without any sacrifice, and quietly wait for the tribulation to pass, and he can obtain immeasurable merit."

"At that time, combined with my transaction with him, he can enter Sainthood with merit and replace Zhunti's position."

"In other words, I might not necessarily want Zhunti to die. But Rulai definitely wants him to die."

"Because that is Rulai's only chance to enter Sainthood."

The corners of Tang An's mouth showed a clear sinister intent, "The waters of Lingshan have been successfully stirred up by us."

"Next, whatever Rulai wants to do, we can just let him do it. And what we need to do is to strike at the critical moment to make the situation even more chaotic."

"After a round of turmoil in Lingshan, we will then sit back and reap the final results."

Tang An was very satisfied with her calculations and the current situation.

Although it was very brain-draining, everything was worth it.

"Buy me some pig brains later; I need to nourish my brain."

If you wrong anyone, you can't wrong yourself.

Regardless of the reason, rewarding yourself is never wrong.

Nezha was puzzled, "Pig brains to nourish your brain?"

"..." Tang An turned her head and gave him a roll of her eyes, "Although I know you have no malice, what you said was offensive to me."

"Offensive?" Nezha looked at Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, "Am I offensive?"

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong looked at each other and shook their heads.

"See, they say I'm not offensive."

"Hey..." Sun Wukong and Yang Jian went to Nezha's side, each hooking one of his arms and carrying him forward.

Before, they were at most worried about when the kid would figure things out. Now that there was a character like Kong Xuan, they were truly worried for the kid; they were worried about everything.

Nezha didn't understand, and then began to listen to Sun Wukong and Yang Jian teach him what true linguistic art was. They taught him how to speak so that he could praise Tang An to the point.

That was truly a hearty and thorough learning experience.

Thirty miles outside Xiao'er City.

Tang An and the others were resting on a mountain top; looking down from the mountain, Xiao'er City was clearly visible.

"What are you doing?" Nezha saw Tang An biting on a pancake while writing with divine inspiration, and curiously leaned over to take a look.

Fortunately, he had already been forced by Tang An to learn to read, so he could understand what she was writing.

I don't know what he saw, but Nezha's face turned instantly red, like boiling water, and he started steaming.

"You, you..."

Tang An looked at the picture book she was writing and then at Nezha.

"No, I'm just writing about eating, you..."

"Oh~ pure and tsundere little Nezha, you've been acting weird lately; don't tell me you're about to figure things out?"

"Is there someone you like? Is it a demoness? Or some goddess?"

Nezha was already steaming, and when Tang An leaned in to ask, he immediately mounted his Wind Fire Wheels and wanted to run.

"Come back."

The Wind Fire Wheels suddenly stopped spinning, and Nezha, caught off guard, fell from a height of several meters.

"Wind Fire Wheels?"

Nezha was puzzled; why did the Wind Fire Wheels suddenly break?

Tang An was also puzzled; why were the Wind Fire Wheels suddenly so obedient?

So much so that after Nezha climbed up, he even took the Wind Fire Wheels to study them. They weren't broken; they hadn't been invaded by demonic Qi.

Tang An walked over cheekily, her heart of gossip burning fiercely. "Don't tell me your heart is so chaotic that you couldn't control the Wind Fire Wheels yourself?"

It would have been better if she hadn't said that; after she did, Nezha's heart became so flustered it was chaotic.

And she was asking questions, why lean in so close!

"Wahaha, little Nezha, you can't fool me. You've really grown up, started puberty, and your heart is confused, right?"

"Come, if you have anything you want to ask, you can ask your master; your master will definitely tell you everything she knows."

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian couldn't bear to watch; they didn't understand how Tang An could be harder to figure things out than a lotus root that had six of its seven orifices opened.

Was her root of love pulled out by the Old Man Under the Moon when she was born?

"Master, Master, how can you instruct others? Could it be that Master has also had someone she was moved by?"

"Moved?" Tang An touched her heart, "This heart of mine, whenever it sees a handsome man or a beautiful woman, it goes crazy!"

He could question her character, but he absolutely could not question her aesthetics!

Sun Wukong laughed and slapped his thigh, "What I, Old Sun, am asking is, has Master ever truly liked someone?"

Tang An pursed her lips, suppressing the worthless smile at the corners of her mouth. "Whenever I see someone good-looking, when have I not been moved by sincerity? Wukong, my heart is absolutely fine."

Sigh, there's no help for it; her standards are just too high; she just wants to give all the good-looking people in the world a warm home.

"..." Yang Jian gave up directly and said to Sun Wukong, "How about we go buy some food for Master?"

"Good, good, good." Sun Wukong also gave up; buying food is better; buying food doesn't give you a headache.

Seeing the two leave, Tang An looked at Nezha, who was standing to the side not knowing what he was thinking, and didn't continue to disturb him, but continued her masterpiece.

Anyway, eating melon is eating melon whenever you eat it; she had inspiration right now, if she didn't write it down, what would she do if she forgot later?

Nezha thought for a while, and as if possessed, came to Tang An's side.

Watching Tang An with no lady-like appearance, with some ink on her face, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"What kind of storybook are you writing?"

"Me? I'm writing the story of the Seven Fairies." Tang An blew on the ink marks, not hindering her from answering Nezha's question.

"You don't know, where I'm from, the myth of the Seven Fairies is very popular."

"But I don't want to write about fairies always being deceived for money and sex by some delusional scholars in the name of love."

"So I want to write about scholars as stepping stones for fairies to embark on their own life scripts."

"Fairies can need men, but they only need men to provide emotional value, or provide needs in certain aspects."

"You don't need to understand this part; you're still young."

"In short, the fairies in my writing can become women starting businesses, or they can hold power and reach the pinnacle of life."

"Maybe the men here don't like to read it, but you must never underestimate women; women are also a very large audience group."