Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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On her fair face, her scarlet and blue heterochromatic eyes shone like a star.

【Imagination Manifested: The Spear Piercing Death】

Quantum condensation.

For an instant.

Fujimaru Ritsuka manifested a scarlet spear.

This is precisely Scáthach's Noble Phantasm.

Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't need Scáthach's gift of the divine spear; she can directly conjure it by hand through imagination. Moreover, this is much more convenient than that of a certain archer who uses projection magic.

Chapter 201 A New Disciple, Ritsuka is Goten?!

"Woo-"

"Wukong, Wu Neng, Wu Jing——"

In a desolate desert region filled with sandstorms, the mournful cries of a woman could be heard.

This was definitely not the wailing of a female ghost or the roar of a ghoul; surprisingly, it was the cry of a highly virtuous monk.

"Touta has been arrested, and now I'm going to be arrested too!"

However, this "enlightened monk" was clearly in a state of extreme panic at this moment.

The reason was that there was an evil dragon chasing her from behind.

"Is there anyone who can help... Is there anyone at all... Waaah."

"Now I'll have to pull myself together, GoWest! Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm still confident I can escape."

Spirit Origin is top-tier.

Their combat strength is not low.

His mind is broad.

But he was very timid and was chased by a giant dragon, crying as he ran around.

Theoretically speaking, this "enlightened monk" should have guardian deities by his side, but obviously he wasn't working at this singularity.

Even highly accomplished monks haven't grasped the basic direction.

In short, she kept heading west, and west... whether she reached the Western Paradise or not, she doesn't know, but she's almost there now, almost at the mouth of the dragon.

There was a rumor that eating Tang Sanzang's flesh would grant immortality during his lifetime, and he was constantly being captured by monsters, so as a Servant, he has an inherent passive skill.

Seductive Beauty

This skill even lured in winged lizards from the West.

"Waaaa...waaaa...waaaa..."

Why do you have to keep chasing me?!

However, the monk seemed unaware of this: "I only wanted to summon a white dragon because I was lost, so why did this thing come out!"

"This guy has this 'I may have been summoned, but I'm sorry, I'm absolutely not going back' look on his face. He looks like he's about to eat me alive!"

The dragon spread its wings, and the magic patterns on its body shimmered with azure light. As the magic power surged wildly, it instantly spewed out a scorching dragon breath!

"We're about to be attacked! Aaaaaaaah!"

But, in this very moment.

Perhaps this enlightened monk was quite lucky.

Suddenly, a yellowish figure flashed before the evil dragon's eyes.

The figure's eyes gleamed crimson, and the corners of its mouth curled up slightly.

Under the bright moonlight.

She just stood there, and she exuded an unprecedented pressure.

The girl, barely larger than the dragon's head, reached out and caught the shimmering ball of light that was about to be spat out from the dragon's mouth. Then, with a burst of energy, she shoved the dragon's breath back into its mouth.

Evil Dragon: ?!

boom!

The dragon's breath expanded continuously within its mouth.

The dragon stared wide-eyed in terror, unable to react at all. It could only watch and feel the heat and swelling of the dragon's furnace core before, with a loud boom, the entire furnace core exploded!

"This is what they call a barrel explosion."

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her slightly burning hands.

Watching the dragon's massive body fall, sending shards of rock flying everywhere like cannonballs.

The dragon's breath, capable of melting steel, was easily countered by a human. This human must be incredibly terrifying.

"Are you OK?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka patted the dragon's massive wings, then turned to look at the nun slumped in the desert.

The high monk, who had been chased to the point of collapsing on the sand, was stunned.

A sob caught in her throat, her little hands clutching the white robe tightly. She looked up and saw who it was.

The bright moonlight transformed into a silver veil draped over the girl's short golden hair, swaying gently in the wind. Her scarlet eyes shone like bright bloodstone in the darkness, and the smile on her face perfectly blended holiness and allure.

"Eh...it's alright."

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka was still somewhat curious.

"What's going on? Your Spirit Origin reaction clearly shows that your power is comparable to that of a top-tier Servant, so why can't you even defeat a dragon?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

"A top-tier Servant, me?"

The female monk weighed the enormous human heart in her hand, then pointed blankly at herself.

However, she then shook her head: "I am not a top-tier servant, nor do I possess great power. I am merely a weak monk from the East on my journey to the West. Although I do not know how I came to be here, it must be the Buddha's guidance!"

"Anyway, this is a trivial matter. I see a trace of immortality in your aura, and you are very skilled at exorcising demons... How about it...why not become my disciple!"

"Let us travel together to India and attain enlightenment!"

"Yes, that's it... Hmm! If we're lucky, we might be able to snag one or two Buddha positions, which would be a great achievement to bring in new talent for Mount Ling. Hmm! It's very possible!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka mentally processed the information; the seemingly naive and innocent girl in front of her gave off an impression that she could be easily fooled.

"The monks heading to India, could it be—"

"The holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, the Tripitaka Master from Journey to the West?!"

"It's me, Xuanzang Sanzang!"

No?

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka had some knowledge of Journey to the West before, she had never heard that the Tang Monk was a woman!

However... Buddhas have various forms, so it's not impossible for one to be female, so it shouldn't be a problem.

Weird!

Aren't you supposed to be the reincarnation of the legendary Golden Cicada? You could just slap a giant lizard to death, why are you being chased like this?!

"Are you underestimating me? Even though my disciples aren't here and Fujita's been captured, I'll be like Buddha, 'bang! bang!' saving everyone!"

The young monk stopped crying, then stretched out her palm and pushed forward, before speaking earnestly with renewed spirit.

Her emotions really do change quickly.

"Alright! Now that we've accepted a new disciple, let's go rescue our senior brother together!"

"I don't remember being your disciple."

"Woooo..."

Sanzang tugged at Fujimaru Ritsuka's sleeve, looking at her with teary eyes.

"I can't do it alone, it's terrifying, I'm so lonely. I'm so scared and terrified I can't do anything... Waaah..."

It has nothing to do with strength or weakness; this person is just a crybaby.

"This is really a headache. Let me explain the situation first."

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with a hint of helplessness.

"Yes, that's how it is. I was summoned to this singularity half a year ago and have been traveling around here ever since. On the way, I met my first disciple in this world, Fujita. I thought he was unreliable, so I took him as my disciple."

However, just as we were passing through the Holy City Fortress, due to my momentary curiosity, I clashed with the Holy City's army...

"Touta has been captured by them!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka: No matter how you look at it, you're the one who's unreliable.

Speaking of Fujita, is he the legendary Tawara Fujita?

According to legend, he shouldn't have anything to do with Sanzang.

So you must have met at this singularity.

But no matter how you look at it, it's probably because others see you as unreliable and can't just abandon you, so they choose to become your disciples, right?

Both are heroic armies, so why is there such a big difference between Master Sanzang and Master Scáthach?

"Although I've had enough of being a disciple, I can't just leave you like this. Besides, that's a paladin's fortress..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fist, her knuckles cracking slightly.

"Let's go wreak havoc in that fortress!"

"Okay! Let's go!"

The Tripitaka Master happily raised his fist and then walked in one direction.

"That's west, we need to head east!"

Seeing that Sanzang was about to speed up her westward journey, Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly pulled her back.

The moon, like a jade plate, hangs in the inky black sky, surrounded by countless stars, and a large, ring-shaped halo is embedded in the sky above the earth.

The chalk-painted battlements cast shadows, and the bronze doors were rusted, faintly reeking of blood—whether from the Crusaders or the Mountain People, it was unclear.

Rows of solemn knights guarded the city walls, cold and devoid of any emotion. These were puppets, almost like machines, whose purpose was to complete the construction of the Lion King's "Ideal City".

There were about ten people on the outer wall and about ten people on the city wall as well.

"A total of twenty top-tier righteous knights, roughly... enough to hold off an ordinary Servant."

Fujimaru Ritsuka concluded.

"Wow, there are so many people! Twenty top-tier righteous knights! This is almost the level of defense required for the gates of the Holy Capital!"

"Hey, maybe we should go ask for some reinforcements... It would be a huge problem if they targeted us. Touta got captured because I accidentally made too many enemies, boohoo...!"

"Don't panic."

If it were the old Fujimaru Ritsuka, perhaps they would have needed to think twice.

But she has now completely transformed and is different.

The level of ordinary Servants was no longer enough in her eyes.

Now, she can even say things like "You're as bad as Hercules" to the faces of some top-tier Servants.

In other words... without a doubt, Fujimaru Ritsuka possesses both numerical value and mechanics.

At this moment, they are absolutely capable of going toe-to-toe with the gods.

Because conceptually, she has already surpassed the power of gods.

“Sanzang, please stay close behind me, and we will go straight in.”

"Eh?!"

Following behind Fujimaru Ritsuka, the monk was taken aback at first, then nodded with relief: "Indeed, as reliable as Goku."

"How can I be your disciple without a Dharma name? How about this, I'll give you one!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "That kind of thing doesn't matter!"