A Terrible Journey to the West in a Parallel World - Part 1

Two Realms Mountain.
Though called Two Realms Mountain, it was actually an unnamed mountain range,
named only because it lay on the border of the Tang Dynasty. Leaving this mountain meant entering a small vassal state in the western part of the Tang Dynasty.
In early autumn, the sky was truly high and the clouds were light. Walking through the vast mountains was refreshingly cool, but after a
long walk, even the robust Tripitaka Master couldn't help but feel tired.
Just as he was about to rest for a moment, he suddenly heard a cry, faintly coming from the valley: "Master, save me! Master,
save me!" The voice was melodious and clear, like that of a young girl.
Hearing someone calling for help, Tripitaka Master dared not delay. He tied up his horse and luggage, left the path, and descended
the slope.
Although the slope was steep, Tripitaka Master had been a monk since childhood, fetching water, chopping wood, sweeping, and helping in the kitchen at the temple
. Later, he traveled the world, meditating and worshipping Buddha, so his movements were naturally agile. Before long, he had reached the valley.
The valley was overgrown with weeds, teeming with insects and snakes. The Tripitaka Master parted the weeds and, upon seeing the person calling for help, was greatly
surprised.
The person in the weeds was also sizing up the Tripitaka Master: a dark-skinned young monk, his gray robes
torn in several places and studded with withered grass, appearing somewhat wretched, yet his expression was resolute, and his every move exuded an extraordinary
air, quite different from ordinary monks.
But what caught the Tripitaka Master's eye was a lonely, pitiful little girl kneeling on the ground amidst the weeds, appearing to be no more than
ten years old. She was not only naked, but also shackled with thick iron chains, her hands and feet bound
behind her back. A large iron pillar protruded from the ground and plunged between the little girl's buttocks, rendering
her immobile.
The Tripitaka Master silently chanted Buddhist prayers, inwardly raging: What kind of evil person would torture a young
girl like this?
When the young girl saw the elder approaching, she exclaimed joyfully, "Master, why are you only coming now? Quickly rescue me
, and I'll guarantee you a journey to the Western Paradise!"
Although Sanzang was puzzled as to how such a lonely girl knew he was going to the Western Paradise to obtain the scriptures, he didn't
dwell on it. He simply stepped forward, found some stones, and prepared to break the shackles on the girl's body.
The young girl said, "Master, these iron shackles are made of the finest cold iron from the North Sea. Ordinary axes and chisels can hardly move them
. I'm afraid you won't be able to break them!"
Seeing the girl's extraordinary insight and her composure despite her suffering, Sanzang was deeply impressed. He
couldn't bear to see her suffer and frowned, saying, "Young benefactor, please rest a moment. I'll go and gather some men; I'll definitely rescue you!"
The girl replied, "Master, as long as you're willing to save me, I can get out. As long as…"
Sanzang blushed deeply and shook his head repeatedly. But the girl pleaded incessantly, and moreover, the area within a hundred miles
was deserted. Finding help would be incredibly difficult. If he left this girl alone here, and she were to
be eaten by tigers, leopards, snakes, or insects, it would truly be his own sin.
Thinking this, the monk could only nod, reaching into the girl's ear and feeling for a
thin needle. He steadied himself, then gritted his teeth and inserted it into the girl's fair private parts.
The girl let out a soft moan and said sweetly, "Master, please step away so I can get out. Don't startle
you."
The monk had already covered his face with his sleeve and retreated to a distance.
The young girl thought to herself, "This stinky monk really hasn't been near a woman. I told him to insert the golden needle into my
little hole, and he didn't understand. He explained for so long, but he still inserted it wrong! Now he's really inserted it into
my urinary spot!" Oh well, as long as this treasure is inside me, I can get away!
With that thought, she whispered "Big!"
The thin needle swayed and transformed into an iron rod as thick as a wine cup.
The little girl screamed as something so thick was inserted into her urethra. Her face turned deathly pale, and
sweat beaded on her forehead. But after the wave of pain washed over her, a wave of masochistic pleasure followed. The little girl's
screams turned into soft moans, and she murmured, "Shock!" "Turn!"
Soon after, there were shouts of "Stronger!" "Bigger!" and so on. These screams and cries
echoed through the grass until a mournful cry pierced the sky, and then a little girl slowly crawled out of the grass
.
Her thin face was covered in sweat-drenched hair. Before Sanzang could help her up, she kowtowed and said, "Thank
you, Master, for saving me!"
Sanzang took off his clothes and draped them over her, then began to inquire.
It turned out that the little girl was originally a spirit born of nature, who had cultivated herself into a powerful and audacious being. Later, she was
punished by the Heavenly Court and not only was she transformed into a child, but she was also subjected to torture.
The girl sighed softly, "After being tormented like this for five hundred years, I've grown accustomed to
my female form. In fact, I can't eat or sleep without some cruelty! I promised to help my master on his journey
to the West to obtain the scriptures, and in return, I could regain my true form. But now I have no such wish. It's just that this desolate wilderness is so boring, so I'm accompanying my master on this journey,
carefully serving him along the way. I only ask that my master punish me whenever he has nothing to do!"
The little girl's eyes were filled with tears, her expression pitiful and pleading. The monk Sanzang sighed, "I will treat
you kindly; I would never punish you without cause!"
Seeing that Sanzang hadn't refused, the little girl immediately became happy and smiled, "Master, please give me a name
!"
"Call me Master!"
"Please, Master, bestow upon me a name!"
"..."
"I already have a Dharma name, Kong'er.
" "..."
"Master, wait for me!"
( 　　 Update
:) Meanwhile 　　 , 　　 the adorable little girl Kong'er accompanied the monk Sanzang on his westward journey. After several days, in the dead of winter, the north wind 　　howled, the ground was slippery and icy, and the mountain paths were rugged and steep. The horses could no longer be ridden, and they had to walk. Suddenly, they heard the sound of 　　rushing water. Sanzang asked, "Where is that water?" Kong'er replied, "I remember this place is called Snake Coil Mountain 　　, Eagle's Sorrow Stream. It must be the sound of water from the stream." Soon they arrived at the stream and indeed saw the rushing, icy water flowing by.

The water rippled and surged, a truly magnificent sight.
The Tripitaka Master, having traveled the world since childhood, was quite adept at appreciating such scenery. Kong'er, however, hadn't traveled for five hundred years and naturally
also admired the shimmering water. As the two were engrossed in the view, the white horse beneath the Tripitaka Master showed
no interest in the scenery and secretly slipped away to graze on the grassy slope below.
Suddenly, a loud crash was heard, and from the surging waves, a dragon emerged, swallowing the white horse,
saddle and bridle, whole in one gulp. Then it leaped back into the water and vanished without a trace. Kong'er was startled and protected his master, retreating to
a higher part of the hillside away from the water. He then said, "This dragon must have been extremely hungry, otherwise, how could it
have eaten such tough and sour horse meat in one bite without even spitting out the saddle and bridle?" Sanzang said, "I never imagined it was a true dragon manifesting itself! The horse has
certainly made its own choice!" Kong'er laughed, "Master, you're making a fuss over nothing. What's a little dragon? Watch me find
the horse!" Before Sanzang could stop him, Kong'er rode a cloud and plunged into the mountain stream. Meanwhile,
the dragon, having eaten Sanzang's white horse, lay in the middle of the stream, meditating and cultivating its spirit. Suddenly, it heard a sweet laugh
, "Brother Dao, how is this?" Looking up, it saw a beautiful young girl gracefully approaching and bowing to it.
The dragon instantly transformed into a human, appearing as a young master with a tall hat and bound forehead. Without a word, a few demons leaped
out and asked, "Whose child are you, daring to cause trouble at Eagle's Sorrow Stream!" Kong'er laughed, "Just now
, I was playing in the stream when I suddenly saw your king eat a white horse. I found it amusing, so I came to say a few words.
" The evil dragon asked curiously, "What does my eating a white horse have to do with you?" Kong'er shook his head, "Horse meat is tough and sour; why would you, brother,
eat something you shouldn't eat!" The little demon beside him was furious and said, "This Snake Coil Mountain is treacherous. Not only are there no people,
but even snakes, insects, tigers, and leopards are scarce..." He couldn't finish speaking before remembering that the king had just eaten the white horse. He thought
it best to say less now, lest the king be hungry in a few days and he himself get a treat.
Kong'er shook her head and sighed, "That's right. I am actually the disciple of that monk. I know that one
white horse is not enough for Your Majesty, so I came here to beg Your Majesty. If you would let my master pass, I am willing to
offer myself to Your Majesty's stomach. I wonder if Your Majesty would agree?"
The evil dragon looked Kong'er up and down, seeing her fair and tender flesh, his mouth watered. He
secretly used his Observational Technique to check her, but there was nothing unusual. He figured she only knew some water-repelling magic, so eating her wouldn't be a problem. So
he laughed loudly, "Fine, I'll agree! What's wrong with that!" "Kong'er laughed, "That's best, but I don't
know how Your Majesty intends to eat me!" The evil dragon said, "How else? Just swallow me whole!" Kong'er shook her head and said
, "Your Majesty seems unaware of the wonders of this food. Let me explain in detail! The first point is:
the more pain, the more delicious!"
Then, without waiting for the dragon's reaction, she took off her clothes and knelt naked on the lap of the dragon-transformed prince,
offering her still-budding breasts, pointing to the left bud, saying, "Young Master Dragon, please taste
this first."
The evil dragon extended a finger, and with a whoosh, a sharp nail, as sharp as a knife or axe, shot out. Then, grinning maliciously
, it slashed at Kong'er's nipple. A spray of blood mist spurted out, accompanied by Kong'er's scream, as the pink nipple was already
embedded in the dragon's nail. The dragon curled its tongue, squinted its eyes, moved its mouth, and after a long while, shook its head and sighed
, "Truly a rare delicacy!" Kong'er forced a smile and, enduring the pain, said, "Your Majesty, try
the one on the right; I guarantee it will be even more delicious!" "
???" The dragon, having tasted the delicious treat, naturally obeyed. It dug its nails into Kong'er's small breast, gently
plucking a piece the size of a teacup. The flesh was delicate, white, and smooth, trembling slightly, like steamed egg custard. The dragon eagerly
swallowed it, feeling the flesh melt into a sweet syrup in its mouth, a strange and fragrant aroma filling the air. The dragon frantically
covered its mouth, afraid it would spill out.
After a long while, the dragon regained its senses and realized that the little girl on its lap was long gone. Apart from
the bloodstains on its leg, everything seemed like a dream, a dreamlike delicacy! Meanwhile, the surrounding demons
were scavenging for the blood and sap that had seeped into the water. Once they collected a little, they immediately swallowed it, only to have
it divided and eaten by the surrounding demons. The entire cave was in chaos.
Meanwhile, Kong'er emerged from Eagle's Sorrow Gorge, jumped onto the bank, and sneered, "Having eaten my Dharma body, do you think you can escape
my grasp?!" After laughing, she rose into the air and found the Tripitaka Master at the top of the hill. Tripitaka saw Kong'er
flying up the mountain with her small breasts prominent, and couldn't help but shake his head, thinking to himself, "This disciple is good in every way, except she's so innocent
and doesn't understand the difference between men and women. She must have just taken off her clothes to go into the water to look for a horse, how come she's coming up here without even putting on clothes?
I'll have to teach her properly in the future! "
Tripitaka Master, seeing Kong'er's body, had always considered her as his own. Seeing her come up, he quickly
took off his robe and wrapped Kong'er in it, asking, "The stream is cold, Kong'er, please rest for a while!" Kong'er replied,
"No, no, I'm strong." Then she added, "Master must be tired after walking all day, please rest here for a while
, a horse will naturally come up soon!" Tripitaka Master asked curiously, "Has the horse already been found?"
"The horse was eaten by the evil dragon long ago, where would it be? But soon someone will come out, willing to be Master's
horse!" "The Tripitaka Master hurriedly inquired about the reason, and Kong'er explained it to him. Tripitaka's face turned pale; he couldn't
believe the dragon was so ferocious.
Kong'er didn't say much more, and after a while, sure enough, someone emerged from the water. Kong'er drew his iron rod and struck,
quickly defeating the man who fled in terror. But a short while later, the man reappeared, challenging him to another fight, only to be driven
back into the water by Kong'er. This repeated several times. The man then emerged again, begging for mercy. It was unclear what he said, but he first
shook his head, then nodded, and finally transformed into a white horse, landing before the Tripitaka Master. Kong'er smiled triumphantly:
'Master, look at this dragon horse! Traveling thousands of miles through mountains and rivers, how could ordinary horses endure it? Only a dragon horse
could do it!'" "
Leaving aside how the Tripitaka Master interrogated Kong'er, and how the two of them traveled, when the Tripitaka Master fell asleep
that night, the white horse transformed back into human form and respectfully asked, 'Senior Sister, you are highly skilled. Why didn't you use some of your supernatural powers back then? I
would have certainly admitted defeat!' 'Because I've been a bit tight these past few days, and I was just looking for an excuse to loosen up.' '...' the white horse"
After a moment of shuddering, he couldn't help but ask, "But why did I become addicted after eating a piece of my senior sister's flesh? I can't stand it for even a moment longer
, I just want to taste that delicious flavor again!" Kong'er pouted and said, "If you want to hear it, then listen to my story!"
It turned out that when Kong'er first achieved enlightenment, he was traveling the world when he was captured by several celestial gods.
They claimed he was born with spiritual flesh, and that eating him would be incredibly wonderful. They even stole the Eight Trigrams Furnace to refine Kong'er into a pill. Later
, they went all out and found eighty-one kinds of spiritual herbs and immortal plants, forcing Kong'er to eat them day and night. They also
repeatedly processed him with immortal elixir and secret liquid, finally refining him into "spiritual juice immortal flesh." "And then?" the white dragon horse asked.
Kong'er said rather nonchalantly, "Then when they ate me, they chewed up their own tongues along with me
, and so we all died!" "..." The white dragon horse cautiously moved its tongue, not daring to speak. Kong'er
snorted coldly, "I've mastered controlling myself for the past five hundred years, otherwise I'd be dead by now if you were eating me
!"
It turned out that the secret herbs and elixirs of Heaven had made Kong'er nearly immortal, and he hadn't wasted those five hundred years;
he had refined his entire body into a magical artifact, capable of bewitching minds, seizing souls, and controlling spirits—truly wondrous and unparalleled
. The White Dragon Horse was its first "victim." Although the White Dragon Horse was quite wary of Kong'er, its craving for flesh was too strong, so
it mustered its courage and said, "Senior Sister promised that if I transformed into a white horse to serve the monks, she would reward me with some antidote every month
, this…" "Antidote?! Do you think my flesh is poison?! You're just greedy!"
"Well… anyway, Senior Sister can't just leave me to die!" "Relax, relax, I didn't get
enough last time underwater, so I'll give you another chance today!" Hearing this, the White Dragon Horse was overjoyed and immediately transformed into
human form.
Kong'er chuckled, "I told you the first secret to deliciousness underwater. Now there's another one: the
more excited you are, the more delicious it is!" With that, Kong'er swayed and removed her clothes, revealing a fair-skinned little girl to
Longma.
Longma looked at the delicate, flat-chested girl with a pained expression, but Kong'er
gave him no time to consider. With a flick of her finger, Longma's clothes turned to dust, and a stone bench
appeared out of thin air. Longma obediently sat on the bench. The little girl swayed and appeared in front of Longma, lifting
his legs. Longma resignedly closed his eyes, ready to be played with by Kong'er.
But then he felt a chill between his legs—not his own penis. Opening his eyes, he saw his once aloof
senior sister kneeling before the stone bench, gently licking his anus with her little tongue. This twisted scene sent a surge of
heat through Longma's body; his penis swelled, and his mind raced. Kong'er giggled as she stood up, kneading the dragon
horse's root with her small hands, saying, "It truly is a dragon's root, almost as thick as my arm!"
She then prepared to sit on it, but the dragon horse was too large for her to straddle. The dragon horse laughed, grabbing
Kong'er's shoulders and lifting her onto its lap. Kong'er curled up pitifully, letting
the dragon horse thrust its enormous root into her body. But Kong'er's small body couldn't possibly accommodate
the dragon horse's penis; it was only halfway in before reaching the bottom, unable to penetrate any further.
Longma was in a dilemma. Looking down, he saw Kong'er enduring the pain in her lower body while smiling
at him, as if encouraging him to tear her body apart. Seeing Kong'er's shameless appearance, Longma's lust flared up.
He grabbed Kong'er's shoulders, first gently lifting her up, then suddenly pressing her down. Kong'er let out a mournful cry, and a string
of tears rolled down from her large eyes, her face turning red. Longma thrust his lower body, and Kong'er cried out again.
If it weren't for the magic he had used beforehand, everyone within ten miles would have been awakened.
"M-Master, this servant can eat now!" Kong'er said in a low pleading voice. After speaking, she
tried to bring her small breasts forward. Longma couldn't wait and bit down on Kong'er's small nipple, biting it
a few times. Kong'er was enjoying it with her eyes closed when suddenly she felt no movement. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Longma had fainted
. Kong'er shook his head and jumped off the dragon horse, pouting, "So much fun that I forgot to control
my cultivation..." He pried open the dragon horse's mouth, saw its tongue was still inside, and ignored it, disappearing into the room of the 　　 Tang
Monk.

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