Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!-Chapter 347 - 2: The Queen Mother of the West, Purple Bamboo House

"It’s you I’m talking about!"

Boom!

A blast of Fist Power swept across, and a sandpit appeared on the desert...

Tang Sanzang shook his wrist, casually brushed away a layer of sand, and pulled out a water bottle.

Just as he was about to unscrew it, a voice rang out from beside him: "Thank you… Are you a deity?"

Tang Sanzang glanced sideways and saw it was the little girl who had been bullied earlier.

With just one look, Tang Sanzang felt like he had been struck by lightning, his eyes glazing over before he exclaimed, "The Queen Mother of the West?!"

The little girl, with her face full of excitement, covered her little face and yelled, "Daddy?!"

Tang Sanzang was completely baffled: "Daddy? What the hell is going on?"

The little girl happily rushed toward Tang Sanzang, hugged his thigh, and joyfully cried out: "Daddy, I knew you weren’t dead, that you’d come back. Daddy, where’s your hair?"

Tang Sanzang touched his bald head, thinking to himself: "I myself would like to know, where the hell is my hair!"

Then, Tang Sanzang snapped back to his senses, hastily shook his head, and lifted the little girl: "Look here, I’m not your daddy."

The little girl, however, looked at him resolutely and said, "No, you are my daddy!"

After saying that, she even took out a photo from her bosom.

Tang Sanzang took a look at it, and sure enough, the man in the photo looked exactly like him! The only difference was that the other had hair...

Though not much, it was short hair, but it was genuinely real hair!

The little girl tentatively asked, "Daddy, don’t you remember Caiyi?"

Tang Sanzang looked at Caiyi: "I truly am not your daddy."

"Daddy, have you lost your memory?" As Caiyi said this, her big eyes immediately welled up with tears that fell in big drops.

Seeing the little girl crying, Tang Sanzang inexplicably felt a pang of heartache, but as for the thing about kids, he still preferred the original make, not imported ones.

So, Tang Sanzang took a deep breath and said, "I’m truly not your daddy! You’ve mistaken me for someone else."

However, Caiyi kept staring at him with her firm eyes, convinced that he was her daddy.

Tang Sanzang felt a wave of helplessness...

In the end, Tang Sanzang stomped his foot hard: "Earth Immortal, show yourself!"

Yet, the sands within a thousand li all trembled, but no Earth Immortal appeared.

Tang Sanzang furrowed his brows; he realized something was off with this world.

This world seemed quite small; his stomp just now gave him the feeling as if he were kicking a ball, and the entire world seemed to vibrate. This indicated that the world was very small, as tiny as a sesame seed compared to the Earth Immortals Realm...

At the same time, this world was also very desolate—so desolate that it barely had any Spiritual Energy.

Last, this world even had a familiar scent...

Tang Sanzang turned to Caiyi: "Where is this place?"

Caiyi replied obediently: "The Kingdom of Sufeng, Southwind Desert."

"The Kingdom of Sufeng, Southwind Desert... Sufeng?!!"

Tang Sanzang suddenly realized something!

The name was familiar, very familiar!

He remembered that when he was drifting through the wilderness, he had encountered a tribe that embraced technology, and it seemed that tribe was called Sufeng!

But, Su Feng lived during the ancient times, where the land was vast and resources were abundant. How could she appear in such a tiny place?

Tang Sanzang felt his mind was a mush... He unscrewed the cap of his water bottle, took a big gulp of water, and once again looked dubiously at the little girl in front of him, "Are you really not the Queen Mother of the West?"

The little girl shook her head.

Tang Sanzang observed the colorful clothes on the girl carefully; indeed, the girl in front of him really didn’t seem to be the Queen Mother of the West. Because she looked, in his memories and what the Taotie had shown him, even younger than the Queen Mother of the West.

The Queen Mother of the West that he remembered was also not tall, very pure and adorable, but that Queen Mother, though small, had everything a woman should have. She only looked like a young girl.

The one before him now was a genuine, real-life young girl.

Since she was not the Queen Mother of the West, Tang Sanzang had no wish to carry this little burden with him. He put down the colorful clothes, picked a direction, and started to walk away.

But then his trousers tightened, he looked down to see that the colorful clothes had grabbed onto his trousers with one hand, and was staring up at him with large, pitiful eyes, "Daddy, please don’t leave Colorful Clothes all alone, okay? Mommy doesn’t want Colorful Clothes, does Daddy not want her either?"

Upon saying so, Colorful Clothes began to cry.

Impatiently, Tang Sanzang said, "Let go! Do you think that by crying, I would take you in? You’re thinking too much! I’m famously heartless, I kill without blinking an eye, and I consume without spitting bones!"

The next moment...

On the roof of a dilapidated house in the desert...

A bald man sat there with a defeated look on his face, while a little girl lay in his arms, happily asleep.

Tang Sanzang sighed, "Damn, what’s all this about! Last time I time-traveled I got an apprentice... Apprentice? Do I have an apprentice?"

Tang Sanzang scratched his bald head, looking completely clueless. He suddenly realized that he couldn’t remember anything.

"Damn it all, it must be that thing of Hong Jun again! Just you wait, I’ll take you down sooner or later!" As Tang Sanzang cursed inwardly, he was also pondering what to do next.

Even though he couldn’t remember who his disciples were, Tang Sanzang remembered the journey westward in the Earth Immortals Realm.

He remembered what Lu Wu, the Taotie, and Ying Zhao had told him.

He remembered the vortex of that time-space gate.

And he remembered the obstructing Hong Jun.

He also remembered the analysis that Ying Zhao and others had given him, that the Saint seemed to be plotting something big... Enjoy more content from novelbuddy

Unfortunately, the information was too sparse to come to any concrete conclusions.

"Forget it! What does it matter to me if the sky falls or the earth collapses? When in Rome, do as the Romans do; what’s meant to come will come."

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With this in mind, Tang Sanzang prepared to randomly pick a direction and continue moving forward.

Right at that moment, Tang Sanzang noticed a building in the village... that looked familiar!

Tang Sanzang, holding Colorful Clothes, climbed down from the roof and walked over. It was only when he got close that he realized it was a wooden house...

To be precise, it was a wooden house buried in yellow sand!

With a gentle stomp of his foot, the surrounding sand shook to the heavens, he blew out a breath, and a fierce wind rose, carrying the sand away with it, revealing the full view of the wooden house.

It was truly nothing more than a simple wooden house...

But at the sight of this wooden house, Tang Sanzang’s body shook violently!

This hut was not made of wood, but constructed from a cluster of purple bamboo, very simple, one could see that the craftsmanship was rough. But Tang Sanzang recognized it, this bamboo house was the very one he had lived in on Mount Putuo in the South Sea, personally built by the Black Bear Demon!

Purple bamboo is unique to Mount Putuo, having weathered countless years, blessed by the forces of heaven and earth, suffused with Buddha’s influence, and empowered by the wishes of living beings. Although not a supreme treasure of heaven and earth, it is nevertheless extremely sturdy and can last for millions of years without decay.

However, at this moment, the purple bamboo showed signs of dilapidation, indicating that this bamboo house had to have existed for at least a million years!

If this bamboo house really was the one from the Purple Bamboo Forest, then how could it be here?