Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 181 Yuan Meng: This day is destined to bring you calamity!

Nuwa looked at the baby in her arms with a smile on her face.

Yuan Meng smiled, and Yuan Huang beside him also had a smile on her face.

"Husband, what should we call him?" Nuwa asked Yuanmeng.

Yuan Meng looked at his second son.

"Let's call him Meng Yu," Yuan Meng said slowly, looking at his son, compared to the little princess Ling Xi.

Yuan Meng's attitude towards his son was rather casual.

After all, boys should become independent early on, while little princesses should be pampered.

Moreover, Lingxi is currently undergoing trials and tribulations in various realms.

As for this little guy, let's wait until he's older before talking about it.

Nuwa rolled her eyes at Yuanmeng. She already knew Yuanmeng's attitude towards her son and daughter when she was pregnant.

Yuan Meng dotes on her daughter, but she naturally adopts a laissez-faire attitude towards her son. It's not that she doesn't like him, but she doesn't want him to go astray or even be ruined by her.

Moreover, Meng Yu's birth also meant that he would have to shoulder many responsibilities, including the Daoist lineage of Origin Meng, while Di Lingnuan could live a carefree life.

But Meng Yu is not an option.

As Yuanmeng's only son, these are things he must bear, and they are inevitable.

In Yuan Meng's eyes, a man should be able to shoulder everything. Even if you can't do it, you should still try your best. This is what Yuan Meng believes a man should do.

The birth of Yuan Meng's child did not cause much of a stir in the primordial world because of Yuan Meng's intervention.

Of course, like his sister Lingxi, Meng Yu was also at the Great Luo realm when he was born, so Yuan Meng naturally sealed Meng Yu's cultivation.

After all, from any perspective, having a high starting point is not necessarily a good thing; it can even extinguish their motivation to move forward.

Throughout history and in any world, a high starting point only indicates that you have better talent; it doesn't represent everything.

This is why Yuan Meng sealed Ling Xi and Meng Yu's cultivation.

Yuan Meng opened the chat group in the Chaos Palace.

Esdeath tagged herself.

Yuan Meng glanced at the DC multiverse and saw that it had already been conquered by Esdeath and others.

Subsequently, Yuan Meng intervened, and the DC multiverse was directly divided into seven parts, which were then incorporated into worlds such as the Qin Dynasty.

Herder's nature is the most special; it is a divine kingdom. The origin of the world is also effective, even very useful, for Herder's divine kingdom.

The divine kingdom is, in essence, also a world, albeit a special one. For Hilder, integrating into the world of Arad is less desirable than integrating into his own divine kingdom.

Although the integration of the world's origin, whether it's the Qin Dynasty world or the Ming Dynasty world, also...
Or perhaps the world of Kill la Kill has seen a huge improvement.

The one that saw the least improvement was actually Keisha's God World.

After all, the Super God World is not a small world. Although it has incorporated the world's origin several times, the Ultrasonic World, as a minor world, has been greatly improved.

But that's all there is to it. Entering the Middle Thousand Worlds is not that simple.

After refining the DC multiverse, Yuan Meng immediately shut down the chat group. For Yuan Meng, there were only three worlds in the chat group that were worth his attention.

One world of immortality, one world of divine tombs, and finally, a perfect world.

Relatively speaking, although other worlds have all advanced to the Lesser Thousand Worlds, they are still far from enough.

Time passes slowly.

The four members of the pilgrimage group went through eighty-one tribulations before finally obtaining the true scriptures.

However, all of this seemed so boring to Sun Wukong, even though he had already returned from the brink of his Dao heart being shattered.

But I still feel a bit uneasy.

After all, being treated as a puppet, having one's entire life arranged for them, just like a plaything in someone else's hands, is something no one can accept.

Not to mention the unruly Sun Wukong. After obtaining the scriptures, Sun Wukong was immediately bestowed the title of Victorious Fighting Buddha, and then ran away back to Flower Fruit Mountain.

“This monkey.” Yuan Meng looked at Sun Wukong, who was giving up.

With one step, he disappeared from Chaos Island and appeared in Flower Fruit Mountain.

"It's you!!!" Sun Wukong looked at Yuan Meng, baring his teeth. The golden cudgel appeared in Sun Wukong's hand, and the aura of a Taiyi Golden Immortal emanated from his body.

It then slammed directly at Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng smiled, and time and space were frozen.

“You monkey, you’re still so impulsive. But then again, you wouldn’t be yourself if you weren’t like this,” Yuan Meng said with a smile, looking at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was completely immobilized in the air, only his eyeballs could still move.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Sun Wukong asked Yuan Meng.

"What am I doing? Shouldn't I be the one passing on the Daoist teachings to you? That's the question I should be asking you," Yuan Meng said slowly.

The time-space confinement disappeared, and Sun Wukong stood opposite Yuan Meng, looking at him with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He didn't know who this Taoist in front of him was, nor did he know why he wanted to impart his teachings to him.

Sun Wukong's heart is now filled with countless doubts.

"Have you calmed down now?" Yuan Meng asked Sun Wukong with a smile.

Sun Wukong looked at Yuan Meng, squinted slightly, and said, "What exactly is your purpose in coming to see me, Old Sun?"

Yuan Meng smiled as he looked at Sun Wukong, and golden Dao patterns rose up, blocking out time and space.

Sun Wukong's pupils contracted as he looked at Yuan Meng.

“Don’t be so nervous. You’re practically my disciple now, having inherited my lineage,” Yuan Meng said slowly.

Sun Wukong remained silent for a moment.

He practices martial arts, so from that perspective, it wouldn't be wrong to say that he's half a disciple of Yuan Meng.

"Are you wondering why everything about you is being manipulated?" Yuan Meng asked Sun Wukong slowly.

“Your life is like a pre-arranged drama, every step from birth to now has been planned. You feel like a puppet, don’t you?” Yuan Meng said, word by word.

Sun Wukong looked at Yuan Meng with bloodshot eyes: "Did you do all this?"
“It wasn’t me, and it wasn’t anyone else,” Yuan Meng said with a smile.

Upon hearing Yuan Meng's words, Sun Wukong glared at Yuan Meng with a ferocious expression: "Who is that?"

“This day!!” Yuan Meng said with a smile.

Sun Wukong was taken aback. "Heaven?" Did it refer to the Heavenly Dao or something else?
“You must know that your birth foreshadowed the coming of a great calamity. You are the one destined to face this calamity. You have your own mission and your own destiny to fulfill,” Yuan Meng said slowly.

If Sun Wukong hadn't been on the verge of demonic possession, Yuan Meng wouldn't have come here.

Originally, Yuan Meng planned to come to Chaos Island after Sun Wukong became a Quasi-Saint.

However, if Sun Wukong's inner conflict isn't resolved now, he probably won't be able to continue.

"I, Old Sun, don't believe it!!" Sun Wukong looked at Yuan Meng with some disbelief.

“There’s nothing to disbelieve. Everyone’s fate is predetermined by the Heavenly Dao. You have your mission, and once you’ve completed it, you will naturally be able to arrange your own path. This is destiny. No matter how much you resist, you will eventually walk the path you are meant to take. The only difference is in the process,” Yuan Meng said with a smile.

"I, Old Sun, don't believe it." Sun Wukong looked at Yuan Meng in disbelief.

“You will believe me,” Yuan Meng said with a smile.

“If you want to escape this fate, then you have a lot to do. At the very least, you need to have enough strength,” Yuan Meng said in a deep voice, looking at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face.

"What kind of strength?" Sun Wukong asked Yuan Meng in a deep voice.

“A sage!!!” Yuan Meng said in a deep voice.

Sun Wukong is no longer the naive novice he once was, who knew nothing. He naturally understands what a sage is.

The primordial world was so vast, how many sages were there?

(End of this chapter)