Tang Sanzang: The Mastermind Behind the Eighty-One Tribulations

Tang Sanzang has been feeling rather troubled lately.

The bigwigs of the Three Realms all have fiery tempers. At the slightest disagreement, they flip the table and threaten to beat him to a pulp if he doesn't stick to the script.

The monsters and demons below are adorably stupid, with no acting ability at all. They make the eighty-one trials seem like the work of complete idiots.

It's left him, the behind-the-scenes director of the Journey to the West, feeling terribly blue!

His four foolish disciples are just as adorably naive. They think that after killing a few minor demons, they rank third in all of Heaven and Earth, behind only Buddha and their master.

But have they ever stopped to wonder which of the four is the old one? Who's third? And where do the other two stand?

"Sanzang, I've already tolerated you drinking wine and eating meat. Don't push your luck!"

Tang Sanzang had just gotten his marriage certificate with the Queen of Xiliang when he finally snapped and slapped the table. "Tathagata, say one more word and see if I don't spill the beans about you and your secretary, Guanyin!"

The gossip-loving crowd of the Three Realms immediately brought out their stools. Some munched on melon seeds, others ate watermelon, all eagerly waiting for the juicy details!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.