Tang Sanzang’s pupils dilated as he shouted in alarm: "Wukong, save me!"
A streak of golden light flew out from his ears, enlarging in the wind, charging straight up.
Bang~ The Jingu Bang collided with the black hook, whirlwinds swept through, and flowers and plants were sent flying throughout the garden.
Bang bang bang~ The Jingu Bang shuttled rapidly, continuously colliding with the black hook, creating series of afterimages within the garden.
Boom~ The black hook burrowed into the ground of the garden and disappeared from view.
Sun Wukong descended from the sky, extended his hand to call back the Jingu Bang, which flew back into his grip, and he vigilantly looked around.
Sha Wujing also hurried over, calling out: "Master, are you alright?"
Tang Sanzang shook his head and said: "I’m fine, thanks to Wukong."
Sun Wukong muttered: "It’s that scorpion again, what’s its origin? Even I failed to detect a whiff of demon qi."
Tang Sanzang turned to the Queen with concern and asked: "Your Majesty, are you alright?"
The Queen forced a smile and said: "Thank you for your concern, Saint Monk, I am alright."
Tang Sanzang brought his palms together and bowed respectfully, saying: "Your Majesty, I shall take my leave now."
"I will see you out, Brother Imperial Brother."
Queen escorted Tang Sanzang out of the Imperial Palace, then entered a grand hall.
An elderly woman clad in official robes entered the hall, stood below and respectfully inquired: "Your Majesty, are they willing to help us retake the Spring of Abortion?"
The Queen of Women’s Country, seated in the main seat, nodded and said: "Brother Imperial Brother has agreed to me, he consented to help us retake the Spring of Abortion."
The elderly woman rejoiced and said: "That’s wonderful! The Spring of Abortion is finally going to be back in our hands."
The Queen of Women’s Country pondered for a moment, then revealed a hint of a smile and said: "Ever since Chaos split apart, through successive emperors in our land, no man has ever set foot here. Now that the Tang King’s Imperial Brother has descended upon us, he must be a blessing from the heavens.
With the wealth of a country at my disposal, I am willing to invite him to be King, willing to be his consort, to unite in Yin and Yang, to bear sons and grandsons, and to perpetually pass on the imperial lineage. What do you think, Prime Minister?"
The Prime Minister’s face suddenly changed and she firmly stated: "Your Majesty, this must not be.
Our Daughter Country has always been devoid of men, for men are the source of all evil.
Our ancestral teachings say that men cannot live without women, but without men, women can still live happily.
Your Majesty, we must not bring men into Daughter Country, they will only enslave us, they will only demand our service.
Women are like water, pure and clean, while men are mud, filthy and lowly. Once men are brought into Daughter Country, they will contaminate our noble women, turn this place into a cesspool, staining us with their filth."
The Queen of Women’s Country smiled and said: "Prime Minister, it’s not as serious as you make it out to be."
The Prime Minister immediately knelt down and earnestly pleaded: "Your Majesty, please reconsider thoroughly. Ancient legends tell us that men are tigers—man-eating tigers."
"We absolutely cannot let them come to our Women’s Country; they would be even more evil than we imagined."
The Queen of Women’s Country looked at the kneeling Prime Minister, earnestly explaining, "Prime Minister, the Saint Monk is not that kind of person, I can feel that he has a compassionate and kind heart."
"Your Majesty! There is an ancient saying that men are the most deceitful of creatures; they will smear honey on a knife, and right now, you have only tasted the sweet honey but have overlooked the sharpness of the knife."
"Prime Minister, our Women’s Country has never had men; perhaps we should consider change, what do you think? I am willing to start with myself. I am willing to marry him."
The Prime Minister said with anguish, "Your Majesty, marriage is a curse, a spell that could enslave us."
The Queen of Women’s Country looked helplessly at the old Prime Minister, suddenly changing the subject, "Old Prime Minister, our country has once again encountered Evil Spirits; today, an Evil Spirit broke into the Imperial Palace and almost killed me."
The old Prime Minister’s face changed, filled with concern. Evil Spirits!
Although the Women’s Country has little dealings with the outside world, they were not oblivious to news from afar. In the nearby Lion Camel Country, the entire population was devoured by Evil Spirits, showing just how vicious they are. But Women’s Country is too weak to confront Demons. Let alone our Women’s Country, even the entire Western Continent is powerless against such Evil Spirits. The only way to protect ourselves is to build more Divine Temples and worship Buddha.
The old Prime Minister could only say in a low voice, "Your Majesty is protected by the ancestral Queens!"
"The Saint Monk is a man of great power. If he were to marry into our country, we would have our own Guardian God, no longer fearing Demons or Evil Spirits, and our Holy Water would not be taken from us again," the Ruler of Women’s Country said expectantly, looking at the old Prime Minister.
The old Prime Minister pondered for a moment, sighed, and said, "If Your Majesty insists on doing so, your servant can only obey your command."
The Queen of Women’s Country said joyfully, "Thank you, Prime Minister."
On the other side, Tang Sanzang and his disciples returned to the inn and once again convened a meeting. At the meeting, Tang Sanzang, with his swollen belly, gave an important speech.
Gao Cuilan sat on a chair, peeled an orange, and handed it to Zhu Bajie, saying, "That is to say, only if we help them reclaim the Spring of Abortion will the queen tell us the location of the Divine Temple."
Tang Sanzang nodded and said, "The Divine Temple is their Holy Land. It is difficult for us outsiders to enter, and Queen Your Majesty is also in a tough spot."
Sun Wukong snickered and said, "Since she knows the location of the Divine Temple, I will just force an answer out of her. How can she dare not tell?"
Tang Sanzang immediately scolded, "Wukong, do not be presumptuous, how can a monk resort to violence to extract information?"
Zhu Bajie curiously asked, "Eldest brother, you’ve been to the Spring of Abortion, what kind of Evil Spirit occupies it?"
"What Evil Spirit? It’s the Heavenly Corps’ Palace that occupies the Spring of Abortion, the Martial Might Heavenly Army Hall."
Sha Wujing exclaimed, "Heavenly Soldiers Palace!"
Tang Sanzang also exclaimed in surprise, "How could Heavenly Court Gods occupy a small well in the Lower Realm? The king said that to seize this well, half of the Women’s Country people were slaughtered. How can the Heavenly Court have such brutal Gods?"
Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "I don’t know either, but it’s definitely the Heavenly Soldiers Palace, they recognized me and did not stop me from taking the Holy Water from the Spring of Abortion."
Zhu Bajie immediately shouted, "Great! It turns out to be the Heavenly Soldiers Palace. When I return to the Heavenly Court, I must make them pay for hiding the Spring of Abortion."
Nezha’s expression changed and he said, "The Martial Might Heavenly Army Hall, it’s under the command of God General Wu Zhiqi.
God General is a subordinate of Emperor Gouchen’s Gouchen Palace, and Emperor Gouchen would absolutely not allow him to massacre the people of the Lower Realm. There is definitely something fishy about this situation." Get full chapters from novel✦fire.net
Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheek and asked curiously, "Even you don’t know?"
Nezha shook his head and said, "I don’t know. God General is in charge of the military affairs of the Heavenly Court, and our Judicial Temple is in charge of the judicial authority of the Heavenly Court. Although both are under Emperor Gouchen, they do not interfere with each other."