The Great Swordsman of the Super Seminary

I'm talking about not kneeling and licking, but don't accept this class beauty or that school beauty in the end, that would be too disappointing. It's best not to have any ambiguity. No matter how beautiful those ordinary people are, they are nothing but pink and withered bones. As the only divine beast in the world, they should wholeheartedly pursue the great path and become gods and ancestors. Isn't it sweet to be immortal? It's best for the protagonist to be cold and cold all the way to the end. Those birds, warblers, and swallows are just clouds. No matter how they kneel and lick the protagonist, they can't shake the Taoist heart. How can a god fall into the mortal world?

Commentary on Chapter 6: Stand Up, Don't Kneel, "Journey to the West: I, Tang Monk, the Thug in a Suit" written by Bulletproof Sweeper Monk.