The person standing behind her wore a dazzling, silvery-white robe, his hair tied up with two long sideburns hanging down.
Under the bright moonlight, his handsome, jade-like face seemed to glow.
“Who… who are you?” Li Miaoci stammered, unable to control the silly smile on her face.
As a fresh intern in the real world, she had truly never seen such flawlessly handsome faces—one, two, three of them.
They were thousands of times more handsome than any character she had seen in movies or TV shows.
How could someone look this good?!
The man pointed to the white horse grazing outside the courtyard.
Li Miaoci immediately understood. “You want to borrow the horse from me?”
That horse isn’t mine.
The man was speechless.
She hesitated for a moment, fidgeting as she said, “It’s not that I don’t want to lend it to you, but Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother are both here. You can’t beat them.”
“How about… when they’re asleep, I’ll sneak it out for you?”
“I am Ao Lie.”
He took a deep breath.
“You’re Little White Dragon!” Li Miaoci chuckled foolishly. “But if you’re here, why is the white horse still there?”
“As the Third Prince of the Western Sea Dragon Clan, I can easily create a doppelganger. Did you think I’d actually work diligently without slacking off?”
“Good point,” she nodded.
With such looks, even if he had swallowed a horse at Eagle’s Sorrow Gorge—or even ten horses—it would only be because horse meat was delicious. It could never be Little White Dragon’s fault.
Little White Dragon waved his hand, and a crystal table and chair appeared in the fenced garden.
On the table were several jugs of wine, with two shell wine cups placed beside the golden goblets.
“Sit.”
He said.
Li Miaoci eagerly took her seat.
Ao Lie poured wine for her, but before she could lift the cup to drink, she nervously glanced around.
“Um… could you not sit across from me?” She couldn’t withstand the test of such beauty. With such a handsome face in front of her, she was bound to stammer.
Ao Lie sneered at her. “You’ve received enlightenment by Bodhisattva and are on the journey west to retrieve scriptures, yet you can’t even withstand the temptation of physical appearance. How do you expect to attain enlightenment?”
Li Miaoci thought to herself, failing to resist beauty and money is just human nature, isn’t it?
She remained silent, and Ao Lie picked up the wine jug and sat down beside her.
This way, as long as she stared straight ahead, she wouldn’t be distracted by the beauty beside her.
“Don’t you think this world is a bit strange?”
“Very strange,” Li Miaoci nodded.
Little White Dragon also found it strange. From time to time, a number he couldn’t understand would appear before his eyes.
8/81
Little White Dragon wrote this number on the crystal table with wine. “What do you think this means?”
“81 tribulations on the journey to retrieve scriptures. This means eight tribulations have passed,” Li Miaoci said confidently.
“Oh?” Little White Dragon’s eyes lit up.
“You’re very clever.”
Li Miaoci thought to herself, clever my foot. I just watched too many TV dramas when I should’ve been studying, and now I’ve accidentally traveled through time.
“This Second Senior Brother is different from the one I dreamed of,” Ao Lie said.
Li Miaoci grew excited, turning to look at him. As she lifted her gaze, she met his stunningly handsome face. “Right, right? I also remember it wasn’t this Second Senior Brother.”
“And I remember you weren’t on the journey to the west.”
Ao Lie continued mercilessly.
Li Miaoci wilted. “You remember correctly, but I just appeared out of nowhere.”
Little White Dragon patted her shoulder. “It’s fine. Once we reach the Western Heaven, everything should come to an end.”
She nodded, “Little White Dragon, you said Second Brother has become God Erlang, then who would Third Brother be?”
“Don’t know.”
“What would he look like?”
Could he be even more handsome?
If they’re all getting more and more good-looking, who should the female demons on the Journey to the West kidnap?
At that moment, the Sky-Pouncing Eagle circled over Yellow Wind Ridge, and Xiaotian Quan accurately located the Yellow Wind Monster’s lair.
You know what they say, a dog catching mice—just the right hero to counter it.
Even though the Yellow Wind Monster possessed the Threefold Divine Wind, it was utterly defenseless against the two divine beasts.
Originally, it was agreed that they would just put on a show at Yellow Wind Ridge, then return to Spiritual Mountain.
But when that gaping maw swallowed it whole, it still clung to the desperate hope that everything before its eyes was just a nightmare.
…
“Don’t know.”
“You’re so good-looking—why did your fiancée leave you?”
“Shut up.”
“Why do you think Second Brother is staring at the moon?”
“What do you think?” The more Little White Dragon chatted with her, the less they seemed to connect.
“I know.”
Li Miaoci eagerly gossiped with him, “Second Brother has a crush on Chang’e Fairy from the Palace of Eternal Cold.”
“Haha.” Little White Dragon forced a laugh, “When Second Brother comes charging over later, I hope you can run as fast as I can.”
“What do you mean?” Li Miaoci turned around, but Little White Dragon had already vanished.
“Crush on which Chang’e?” Yang Jian walked over with a dark expression and sat down in front of her.
“I was thinking about how to defeat the Old Jade Emperor.”
“Your uncle?” Li Miaoci carefully poured him wine while sincerely suggesting, “Actually, you could consider a human custom—cutting your hair in the first month.”
“Li Miaoci?”
“Mhm, mhm.”
“You… with your level of understanding, I don’t think you’ll achieve enlightenment.”