Chapter 785: I Respect You as a Real Man

Tang Luo held up a finger and gestured: "A little bit, but not extremely surprised."

Just treat it as Ao Yulie cross-dressing; it's not like she hasn't cross-dressed before.

"Heh, I thought the matter had spread long ago." The White Dragon hmphed.

"Come, come, tell me, what exactly happened?" Tang Luo asked curiously.

On the spot he turned into a listener, routinely gathering material; if there's a chance later he can write another epoch-making masterpiece — titles already picked: "The Secret of Junior Brother Wearing a Skirt," "My Junior Brother is a Cross-Dressing Big Shot," "I Thought He Was Junior Brother But She's Actually Junior Sister."

It can form a series with "My Younger Sister."

One from Erlang Shen's perspective, one from Sun Wukong's perspective.

Of course, this female White Dragon wasn't wearing a skirt; judging by her attire, it was men's clothing, standing there heroic and imposing, even more handsome than Ao Yulie himself.

She's a very handsome long-legged mature beauty!

The reason for this is that this White Dragon was raised as a male dragon from childhood, to facilitate inheriting the West Sea Dragon Clan's leadership.

It's not that the Dragon Clan heavily favors males over females, that only male dragons can inherit the Dragon King's throne.

It also involves the game between the Heavenly Court and the Four Sea Dragon Kings.

The Heavenly Court and the Four Sea Dragon Kings are not a simple superior-subordinate relationship; their relationship is similar to that of vassal states and the Zhou Dynasty.

The Four Sea Dragon Kings possess strong autonomy; only one point: the next generation Dragon King must be conferred by the Heavenly Court to demonstrate orthodoxy.

The Heavenly Court intends to completely subdue the Four Sea Dragon Kings, netting all dragons under heaven in one sweep.

They inevitably scheme on the "heir" issue; the Dragon Clan counters with various methods, and over time the tradition of "legitimate eldest son" succession gradually formed.

If the Dragon King's offspring have no males, they can select from brothers or nephews, and can continue enfeoffment.

Although the Dragon Clan is promiscuous, all kinds of "Dragon Gives Birth to Nine Sons," those are all "sub-dragon species."

For pure-blood True Dragons, the actual birth rate isn't high.

The West Sea Dragon King had only one True Dragon daughter, Ao Yu, in his whole life; after her birth, seemingly foreseeing future circumstances, he always claimed she was male to the outside world and raised her as a male.

To prevent authority from falling into the hands of his brothers, nephews, and nieces.

The West Sea Dragon King saw the Heavenly Court's "Decree of Grace" clearly; how could he allow such a thing to happen?

Ao Yu's status as heir was reported long ago.

Unexpectedly one day the Heavenly Court suddenly bestowed a marriage; the situation looked impossible to conceal.

The West Sea Dragon King planned to sacrifice Ao Yu.

Ao Yu dies, no heir remains, but at least he can be preserved, and the West Sea Dragon Clan preserved.

Then, the West Sea Dragon King was hacked by Ao Yu.

He taught Ao Yu from childhood to be a staunch man; Ao Yu never disappointed him, this time the same, at the critical moment, indeed extremely staunch.

The West Sea Dragon King was hacked half-dead by his "unfilial daughter."

The matter was exposed.

Ao Yu was then imprisoned in Eagle Sorrow Gorge — at this time Ao Yu wasn't this miserable yet.

Just imprisoned, locked in chains to a stone pillar, no iron nails made from West Sea Dragon Clan bodies.

The change came after Sun Wukong severely injured Tang Sanzang.

Ao Yu, for failing to protect Tang Sanzang, was imprisoned again in Eagle Sorrow Gorge; this time the situation was different.

The West Sea Dragon Clan, and anyone connected to Ao Yu, all suffered misfortune.

With Western Heaven Buddhism's support, raising the banner, the Heavenly Court moved without the slightest mercy.

West Sea Dragon Clan dragon souls undying, resentment soaring, torturing Ao Yu, mutual killing until today, Heavenly Demon Xuanzang descends.

Guiding them, granting liberation, ending this human tragedy.

Amitabha, well done, well done.

"I have to wait here for Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong now?" The mature beauty White Dragon's tone was very cold.

Can't tell she's a ruthless character who hacked her own dad without a second word.

"No, you come with me first to find Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing." Tang Luo said, "After successfully forming the scripture-fetching team, everyone sets off together."

Sharpening the knife doesn't delay the wood-chopping.

Everyone goes together; even if we have to tie him up, we'll drag Sun Wukong along to fetch scriptures.

Fighting monsters and singing songs all the way, maybe he'll recover.

Attending physician Tang Luo has already formulated the treatment plan.

"Fine, get on." The mature beauty White Dragon transformed into a white horse, the kind without a saddle.

"How to ride without a saddle?" Tang Luo said.

He was asking that Tang Sanzang.

The current reincarnated Tang Sanzang is a Lu Zhishen, but before, he seemed to truly be a monk with no strength to truss a chicken.

Never mind no saddle; even with a saddle, running a bit fast could shake him off.

"He's not riding; my dragon aura flickers, he can't take it." The mature beauty White Dragon said, "I gave his original horse a bit of dragon blood."

"Oh."

This way, an ordinary horse can endure the long journey.

"Why turn into a horse? Turn into a dragon. We're going to Gao Laozhuang." Tang Luo said.

"Trouble at Eagle Sorrow Gorge; the Heavenly Court and even Buddhism won't stay indifferent." The mature beauty White Dragon reminded.

Turning into a dragon is too conspicuous; shouldn't we keep a low profile?

Tang Luo shook his head, indicating no need to worry: "I fought from the South Heaven Gate all the way to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall; the Jade Emperor invited the Tathagata, and I battled three hundred rounds. The matter of me being called 'Great Heavenly Demon' afterwards — hasn't anyone told you?"

"..."

"Oh, to my face they call me 'Great Master'." Tang Luo laughed, "The Heavenly Court and Underworld are all sensible good kids. Buddhism is worse; they ran away like thieves, later not even showing their faces."

"……"

In the sky, Tang Luo sat upon the dragon's head, reaching out to grope and fiddle with the white dragon's horns, sprinkling down bits of debris from time to time.

"What are you doing!"

The mature-sister white dragon, who had endured for a full ten minutes, finally could not hold back.

"Even if you are a Great Heavenly Demon, if you can't give a reason, I'll still throw you off."

This was an irritable dragon.

"Oh, so this dragon horn is your weak point. The Heavenly Court must have seen this, which is why they deliberately bestowed marriage to test you," Tang Luo said.

Compared to Ao Yulie's dragon horns, Mature-Sister Ao Yu's dragon horns were rounded.

"I'll process them for you now. In the future, when you see an enemy, you can just ram them without a word — ramming them clean through won't be a problem."

"……"

Ao Yu realized that the title of Heavenly Demon was truly well-deserved.

The thought process of the Great Heavenly Demon Tang Xuanzang — she could not keep up.

Fortunately, there was no need to keep up. Without too much time passing, the two arrived at Gao Lao Zhuang.

"Such heavy blood qi. How many people died here?" Ao Yu took human form; before she had even truly stepped into Gao Lao Zhuang's territory, she smelled waves of bloody scent.

"Your Eagle Sorrow Gorge has resentment soaring to the heavens; here the blood qi surges to the sky," Tang Luo said. "Who knows what the situation is at Flowing Sand River."

"Speaking of it, Sun Wukong severely injured Tang Monk, yet you received a heavier punishment than him. Meeting them and giving them a beating — no matter."

Ao Yu's face showed no expression, and she did not answer. She reached out and touched the pair of dragon horns on her forehead.

In human form, the dragon horns remained.

The originally somewhat rounded dragon horns were now sharp as swords.

Gao Lao Zhuang is not a manor; accurately speaking, it is a fortified village.

However, it is relatively lively and prosperous, qualifying as a town.

Gao Lao Zhuang is famous far and wide for its Whole Pig Banquet.

The people of Gao Lao Zhuang unite around Master Gao: one-third raise pigs, one-third slaughter pigs, one-third roast pigs (running restaurants and eateries), making their living this way.

Master Gao is the exception — he neither raises pigs nor slaughters pigs nor roasts pigs; all the land in the entire Gao Lao Zhuang belongs to him.

He is responsible for collecting rent.

Upon entering Gao Lao Zhuang, there is a street of restaurants, quite lively; every day many diners come from afar attracted by the reputation.

Waiters stand by the street soliciting customers.

There is also competition inside Gao Lao Zhuang.

Tang Luo's attire, plus his looking-around appearance, resembled the type of rich young master fresh out of the cottage — little experience, foolish but with lots of money, easily fooled, a fat sheep.

Several waiters' eyes shone with greed; before they even walked over to solicit, they nearly came to blows over who the fat sheep belonged to.

Only after much difficulty did they decide the winner with their eyes.

The winning waiter had just arrived before Tang Luo; his silver tongue had not yet begun to blossom into persuasive speech.

Ao Yu behind Tang Luo stepped out, her mouth emitting "fragrance": "Scram!"

The waiter froze.

Miscalculation — forgot that this kind of ignorant rich young master usually has a knowledgeable lackey by his side.

Only this lackey… is actually a heroine!

The waiter's legs involuntarily went soft, nearly kneeling to shout "Heroine, spare my life!"

After a moment of weakness, the waiter reacted — what was he afraid of?

A mere heroine; in their Master Gao's underground black rooms, there are dozens locked up.

In his heart, the waiter put Ao Yu through eighty poses; on the surface he piled on a smile: "You two are first time at my Gao Lao Zhuang, right? I'm this restaurant's waiter, specially responsible for introducing Gao Lao Zhuang's—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Ao Yu raised her hand and directly took off the waiter's head.

Blood sprayed over three meters high.

"So you just make a move like that." Tang Luo raised a thumb.

Miss, I respect you as a real man.

My fourth disciple is more suited to cross-dressing than you.

"Aaaah! Murder!"

The originally lively scene instantly fell silent, followed by bursts of terrified screams.

Those diners who came to Gao Jia Zhuang seeking food, on the streets, scrambled and crawled outward to flee.

Even the diners inside the restaurants were alarmed, crowding over to watch the commotion.

However, they were not in a rush to flee; after all, each was either standing on the second floor or at the doorway, believing themselves in safe positions.

"Is this okay?" Casually tossing the head down, Ao Yu only then turned to look at Tang Luo and ask.

Tang Luo waved his hand: you already made a move, and only now you ask.

He said: "No need to test me. I said slaughtering gods and exterminating Buddhas is fine — I've got your back. You do whatever you want."

Execute first, report later — Heavenly Demon special privilege.

As they spoke, from the restaurants on both sides of the stone-paved road, a group of guards wielding water-and-fire staves with curved sabers at their waists ran out.

Imperial authority does not extend below the capital.

In a place like Gao Lao Zhuang, there is no yamen; everything is decided by Master Gao.

The restaurant guards are all Master Gao's people, responsible for dealing with troublemakers.

These guards, each big and burly, one look shows they eat meat every meal, faces full of fierce flesh, incomparably ferocious.

The headless corpses on the ground and the heads that died with eyes wide open did not make them hesitate.

One by one they roared, raising the water-and-fire staffs in their hands, and smashed them toward Ao Yu.

Ao Yu raised his right hand, his crimson pupils leaping like flames, dragon claws manifesting.

That group of guards instantly split apart in all directions, fresh blood and mangled corpses scattering across the long street.

A few drops of blood fell onto Ao Yu's white robes and cheeks, revealing a twisted beauty of bloody cruelty.

Now even the onlookers among the diners could not bear it; one by one they screamed and howled, fleeing as fast as they could.

Some people even shouted things like "Monster!"

Soon those shouts cut off abruptly, as if their throats had been seized at the same moment.

The smell of blood in the air grew thicker.

The residents of Gao Laozhuang, from shop clerks to shopkeepers, even the cooks in the back kitchen, all appeared one after another.

Slowly they closed in around Tang Luo and the other.

Their eyes glowed with green light, their bodies gradually swelling, then hunching over.

The clothes on their bodies were torn apart by their swelling frames, black bristles and snow-white fangs sprouting forth.

Pig faces on human bodies! Hideous and terrifying!