This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 512 Two Hands Cleave a Path of Life and Death, One Blade Severs the Five Elements Mountain

Ji Wuzhou is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, and Senior Jiang/Buddha is also the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor. He refined Senior Jiang into ashes and then personally destroyed him until he was completely annihilated...

The plot suddenly took a very sad turn.

Xiang Yuan recalled his conversation with Buddha and suddenly realized something very filial: he was Ji Wuzhou's disciple and also the disciple of all the Heavenly Emperors. Every time he killed a Heavenly Emperor, it was practically equivalent to killing his master.

His filial piety far surpassed that of Chan'er, who killed Jinse and turned her six incarnations into puppets, which he would then occasionally bring out to perform.

Compared to him, Chan'er is utterly lacking in filial piety, Shang Qingmeng is even less noteworthy, and Xiao Lingyue is simply someone who can just wash up and go to sleep.

Following this logic, he was a disciple of Master Jingyun, and also a disciple of the other Queen Mother of the West, therefore...

Xiang Yuan steadied his swaggering hand, his heart filled with curiosity. Was it he who became a disciple of the Queen Mother of the West first, or was it the rumor about the Queen Mother of the West and the pretty boy King Mu of Zhou that came first?

The timeline appears clear at first glance, but it becomes complicated as it involves three thousand worlds.

Bai Wuyan: "..."

Snapped!
Xiang Yuan was slapped on the face, which was closest to his head, because of his unruly and even presumptuous actions.

There's a reason for every wrong, and the person responsible for every debt. It's not your face's fault, so why do you keep hitting it?
Xiang Yuan felt wronged, pretending nothing had happened, and continued changing clothes. Once she was dressed in the Cloud-Weaving Heavenly Robe, she lifted the White Palace Lord's chin and leaned closer.

Snapped!
The slaps were light and weak, each time less forceful than the last.

Xiang Yuan embraced the beauty in his arms, took a step forward, and sat cross-legged in the White Lotus Palace. While cultivating together, he pondered just how big the gap was between Bai Wuyan and Jing Yun.

The result wasn't very favorable, but the White House, being a person who cares about their image, won't spell it out.

According to the fundamental principles of the Heavenly Dao, above True Immortals are Celestial Immortals, and above Celestial Immortals are Golden Immortals.

The four realms of True Immortal are: Transcending Matter and Ascending to Immortality, Transcending the Mortal and Entering Sainthood, Perfecting One's Merit and Transforming Oneself, and Transforming Oneself into Another. Cultivators in this realm can be called terrestrial immortals, which is the beginning of "transcending the Three Realms and not being within the Five Elements".

Celestial Immortals possess supernatural powers reaching the nine extremes. With a single thought, they can open the gates of heaven; with a single step, they can tread upon the sea of ​​stars; they can walk through the void as if on flat ground; with a wave of their hand, mountains crumble and the earth splits. Even when faced with great calamities, their physical bodies remain immortal, and their divine souls are eternal.

The Golden Immortal transcends the Three Realms and is not bound by the Five Elements. Every gesture and movement is in harmony with the Dao of Heaven. It is the ultimate form of the Immortal Path, a symbol of oneness with the Dao, and the ultimate goal that all cultivators dream of.

Further up, there is no record of it in the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

After Bai Wuyan transcended her tribulation and became a True Immortal, she made up for her previous shortcomings after the Qianyuan Realm ascended to a higher dimension. She also gained a large amount of Heavenly Dao principles, thus entering the realm of Heavenly Immortals and leaping to the peak of Great Perfection.

The Sword Master Su Ran is on par with him, both at this level.

After matching the divine position of the Queen Mother of the West, Bai Wuyan's strength was at the Golden Immortal level. The Qianyuan Realm was not real, and whether it was a divine position or divine power, it was immediately refreshed and reset by the transformation of the Heavenly Dao Origin. In addition, she herself did not like cultivating gods and never took the Queen Mother of the West's divine position too seriously.

As long as she regains all her magical power, whether she holds a divine position or not, she is the genuine Queen Mother of the West.

Leaving aside divine status and focusing solely on actual cultivation, in the current Qianyuan Realm, there are two people at the Golden Immortal level: Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva. Both are outsiders who have achieved the state of oneness with the Dao through their own cultivation.

Oh, the Bull Demon King is also a Golden Immortal!
Although both are at the Golden Immortal realm, compared to these two, the Bull Demon King has nothing remarkable to offer except for the clear eyes of his young calf.

Such a vast difference is due not only to one's own cultivation and inheritance, but also to the crucial importance of one's understanding of the Dao.

The Bull Demon King's comprehension is beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements; such a high-level operation as becoming one with the Dao has nothing to do with a young calf. Even if he becomes an old calf, it will still be beyond his reach.

According to the Buddha, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, after achieving perfect merit, had already reached the threshold of becoming one with the Tao.

The monkey is top-notch in every aspect; he's always been quite perceptive, otherwise he wouldn't have such an arrogant name as 'Wukong'.

As for Xiang Yuan, after the convergence of heaven and earth within and outside the Desolate Ancient Realm, he plunged headlong into the path of cultivating gods, cultivating the Heavenly Emperor realm, which had never existed before. The immortal realms of True Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, and Golden Immortal were no longer related to him.

What he needs to do is to constantly devour the heavens and the earth. His dual cultivation of body and mind only involves two points: the external physical body and the internal microcosm.

Even the external physical body is secondary; the inner world is of utmost importance.

It is meaningless to draw parallels between the realms of immortal cultivation and the realms of cultivation. In theory, he would become a true immortal after transcending the tribulation, but in reality, he may not have the things that a true immortal has, and he may have the things that even a celestial immortal cannot cultivate.

Immortals and gods are not in the same cultivation system, and those who cultivate to become Heavenly Emperors are even less comparable.

Getting back to the main point, the Buddha who was in harmony with the Tao was previously just a puppet of Master Jingyun. He was fortunate to enter Mount Ling, or rather, he was tricked by Mount Ling and thus managed to break away from the Yama Sect.

Jingyun's cultivation level is above that of a Golden Immortal!

The White Palace Master is far inferior to Buddha, so how could he be a match for Jingyun? It's likely that the White Palace Master would be defeated in a single exchange.

It's unrealistic to expect Bai Wuyan to catch up with Jingyun in a short time. The only solution is to start with the Queen Mother of the West's divine position and raise the upper limit of the Queen Mother of the West's divine position by strengthening the Qianyuan Realm, so that they can eventually achieve a 50/50 split in Xiang Yuan's ideal scenario.

Speaking of which, Xiang Yuan had always been thinking about doing business with Jing Yun. He secretly sneaked into the Heavenly God Realm and, before the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor could react, turned Jing Yun's master into an original shareholder of the Qianyuan Realm.

I imagine Master Jingyun would not refuse. That shameless Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor has revealed his wolfish ambitions; he's an ungrateful wretch.

Unlike Xiang Yuan, he was renowned for his respect for his teachers. With such a filial disciple as him, Jing Yun could rely on him for the rest of her life.

Even setting aside the fact that they're on the same side, Qianyuan Realm is a blessed land that's hard to find even with a lantern, far more reliable than the Heavenly God Realm. Master Jingyun has already sold the Heavenly Emperor once, and given the higher offer from her disciple and the better benefits offered by Qianyuan Realm, she certainly wouldn't mind selling the Heavenly Emperor a second time.

Xiang Yuan could even imagine that Master Jingyun was already eagerly waiting for him to come to the top of Kunlun Mountain to discuss business.

At that time, with inside help, they will sneak around and attack from the rear. How can a mere nine-fingered celestial emperor like Ququ compete with the shareholders of Qianyuan Realm?
Based on his shamelessness?
This is sure!

Unfortunately, this cannot be guaranteed. Once the two realms merge and Jingyun arrives at Qianyuan Realm, Bai Wuyan will become a thing of the past.

"The question is, how can we make Qianyuan Realm advance to a higher level in a short period of time?"

Xiang Yuan frowned as he looked at the resources at hand. The Qianyuan Realm had a Blood Sea transformed from the Styx Order, located below the Netherworld. Conquering the Blood Sea Realm and incorporating it would make the order of the Qianyuan Realm more stable, and the divine power corresponding to the divine positions would also increase accordingly.

That place called Demon Realm seems to have a lot of flavor to it.

"These two upper realms are far too powerful; the Qianyuan Realm doesn't have the teeth to swallow them..."

Xiang Yuan shook his head regretfully, stating the facts and reasoning that one should not become arrogant just because of some initial success. The fledgling Qianyuan Realm was no match for these two well-established and powerful companies.

With the resources available now, we can barely cobble together a Journey to the West filming studio.

"Could it really be that we should follow Buddha's will..."

Xiang Yuan's brows furrowed into a "川" shape. The Heavenly Dao saw this, because it was through his patching and mending that the Qianyuan Realm had reached its present state. As long as the Qianyuan Realm could be strengthened, he wouldn't mind being a pilgrim on a pilgrimage. He could just send a clone down to the mortal realm; it wasn't a troublesome matter.

And it really is interesting; he'd love to see it too.

The key point is that once words are spoken, they are like water spilled; if he didn't leave any room for negotiation before, and now suddenly changes his mind, it makes him seem fickle, easily swayed, and not a consistent person.

This doesn't match the character's persona!
Snapped!
Bai Wuyan kicked Xiang Yuan in the face, snorted coldly, and was dissatisfied with his inattentiveness and constant distraction.

If you feel wronged, just leave. There's no need to be physically present but mentally absent, acting as if she's being unreasonable.

"Lord White Palace, I wasn't thinking about anyone else, but about another Queen Mother of the West. How can we strengthen the Qianyuan Realm so that you can defeat her?"

Xiang Yuan held the small foot in his palm and said sincerely, "If the two of you meet, only one of you will survive. Her supernatural powers..."

"Nothing to do with you!"

Bai Wuyan interrupted directly, as arrogant as ever. She realized that Xiang Yuan's concern was genuine, and her tone was no longer as cold as before. However, because she was not good at expressing her emotions, her tone sounded very stiff.

Xiang Yuan shrugged and said nothing more.

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A few days later, Xiang Yuan, who was supervising the construction in Da Luo Tian, ​​was annoyed by the slow and inefficient work of the lazy bum, so he threw him aside and replaced him directly.

He was very good at coaxing people. He said, "Master, you've worked hard. Your disciple will take over for a moment," and Ji Wuzhou stood aside happily.

One gained face, the other gained substance; it would be extremely difficult for the Heavenly Emperor to expect them to turn against each other.

The Qianyuan Realm and the Tianji Realm have completed their fusion, with the Qianyuan Realm taking the lead. Now, only one Heavenly Dao exists. The order of the Three Realms has been revamped and strengthened once again on a solid foundation. These minor details do not affect the overall framework.

Ji Wuzhou watched as Xiang Yuan's hands moved so fast that he completed his day's work in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and said sourly, "Disciple, you look so skilled."

Not only was Xiang Yuan skilled, but Tian Dao also cooperated very actively. Their tacit understanding made Ji Wuzhou feel that there was a genius here.

When he cooperated with the Heavenly Dao, he clapped his hands, but the Heavenly Dao didn't understand what he meant. When the Heavenly Dao turned around, he still didn't understand what the Heavenly Dao was saying.

"Master, this is because you taught me so well!"

Then I have no problem with that.

Xiang Yuan's casual remark gave Ji Wuzhou face, and Ji Wuzhou immediately dispelled his gloom. Just as he was about to continue giving guidance with a big smile, he noticed the changes in the Heavenly Court and looked down towards the outside of the Great Luo Heaven.

"My disciple, Guanyin Bodhisattva is looking for you."

Ji Wuzhou said in surprise, "That's strange. This Bodhisattva has been sitting quietly in the Purple Bamboo Grove in the South China Sea. He has not gone to pay his respects even when the Spirit Mountain appeared in the world. I'm afraid there is something important that we are meeting today."

What are you two planning to talk about? If you have anything to say, tell your teacher about it later!
Xiang Yuan's eye twitched. Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't want to cause trouble and be pointed at while walking. She hadn't gone out much since entering the Purple Bamboo Forest. On the day of the opening ceremony of Lingshan, she, as a heavyweight, only sent two flower baskets.

If you didn't know better, you'd think she had a distant relationship with Buddha!

The Taoist sect sent eight flower baskets!

He didn't even go to the opening ceremony of Mount Ling, so his visit to the Heavenly Court today must be for something important related to the pilgrimage.

"Fine, we can't refuse the Bodhisattva's request. Let's see what she has to say."

Xiang Yuan dropped his work, stepped into the Heavenly Court, and met Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Mi Luo Palace.

Dressed in white, with a holy air in her brows that was quite similar to that of the White Moon Hermit, she always made Xiang Yuan feel very good about her, and he almost mistook the two for the same person.

"This humble monk greets the Great Emperor."

"No need for formalities, Bodhisattva. Such politeness between us would be too formal."

Xiang Yuan smiled and invited Guanyin Bodhisattva to sit down. After sipping tea to moisten his throat, he said, "Bodhisattva has great wisdom, and I prefer to be straightforward. Let's not beat around the bush and just get straight to the point. What message did Buddha ask you to convey?" His tone was strange, yet he acted like a righteous figure. Guanyin Bodhisattva was puzzled and thought that this trip was probably not easy, and she might even be given some difficulties.

Guanyin Bodhisattva always spoke gently, and today was no exception: "Great Emperor, this humble monk has indeed come on the Buddha's behalf to explain the matter of the journey to the West, the pilgrim who will retrieve the scriptures..."

"Daydreaming, you traitor..."

Xiang Yuan slammed his hand on the table, then, realizing his lines were off, coughed twice and continued, "What I mean is that I have already rejected Buddha, and no one can change my mind. Today, no matter what you say, Bodhisattva, I can grit my teeth and get through it."

The dialogue was nonsensical, yet somewhat enjoyable. Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't understand what was wrong with Xiang Yuan, assuming it was intentional. She sighed and said, "Great Emperor, although Buddha's actions were forceful, they were not without concessions. His request for Great Emperor to be listed in Buddhism is tantamount to allowing Great Emperor to extend one hand into Buddhism."

"It's as if I'm some kind of obliging person. Besides..."

Xiang Yuan glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva, silently adding the second half of the sentence in his heart: Besides, it's already been extended!
Guanyin Bodhisattva's smile remained unchanged, her hands clasped together. Her attempt to persuade Xiang Yuan was somewhat presumptuous, and not only was the effect generally poor, it was also easy to get into trouble. If it were Baiyue Jushi instead, not only would there be no such troubles, but the persuasion would also be very effective.

There was no other way; since Baiyue Jushi wasn't around, she had to impersonate him.

Guanyin Bodhisattva struggled with her words, pondering how to persuade Xiang Yuan to accept the script of the pilgrim, out of respect for Baiyue Jushi and without treating her as Baiyue Jushi.

After several attempts to decide, I still couldn't find the right angle to start.

As I said before, Baiyue Jushi can just say whatever he wants; if it were her, no matter what she said, the atmosphere would become quite awkward.

After a long pause, Xiang Yuan spoke up: "Bodhisattva, you have such eloquence. Even if you didn't say anything, just by bringing up this appearance, I, Xiang, cannot refuse you."

"The Emperor was deeply affectionate and righteous."

Guanyin Bodhisattva clasped her hands together, realizing that Xiang Yuan's status and position meant that accepting the script of the pilgrimage was no longer as simple as just being wronged.

"However, I also have my own requirements; everything cannot be decided by Buddha."

"As it should be!"

"Bodhisattva, please don't nod in time. Let me finish speaking first."

Xiang Yuan raised an eyebrow and first played the victim to highlight the Buddha's shamelessness: "The Buddha plotted in his early years to make me, a Taoist, become a Buddhist. His word is law. Even if I am of mediocre talent, I will still have a lotus platform on Mount Ling. I accept that he is so good at scheming."

After playing the victim card, Xiang Yuan started to raise his price: "First of all, Bodhisattva, you know me. On the surface, I am the Great Emperor, but in reality, I have an identity that cannot be revealed. I am very busy and cannot descend in my true form. I can only send an avatar to the mortal realm."

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, indicating that there was no major problem. Buddha didn't expect Xiang Yuan to descend to the mortal realm in his true form; that would be too exaggerated and would directly offend the other shareholders.

You're so aloof, so amazing, and your Buddhist sect is so powerful, why don't we all become your underlings!

"Secondly, although it is an avatar, its personality and temperament are the same as mine. Bodhisattva, you know me, I often have some crazy ideas and inspirations when my mind goes blank."

Xiang Yuan raised his second finger: "Once a person has an idea, he will think about putting it into action. I happen to have the ability to do so. If something goes wrong along the way and ruins the great cause of Buddha's transmission of scriptures, don't blame me for using too much force."

At this point, Xiang Yuan slightly raised his nose and said, "That's how it is with big stars. Directors should be prepared for actors to add or change scenes on the spot."

When he played Xu Xian in the Baohua Realm, he increased the number of scenes with his co-stars, cut the dialogue scenes, and added the action scenes.

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled slightly. These were not problems. Even if there were problems, they were problems that Buddha should worry about. She had only come to persuade Xiang Yuan. As long as the latter agreed to take on the role of the pilgrim, her mission would be complete.

From Guanyin Bodhisattva's perspective, Xiang Yuan was one of her own. The Great Emperor, with his status, had condescended to play the role of the pilgrim. What was wrong with changing the script? Buddha should not be ungrateful.

"Bodhisattva, you agreed so readily, are you sure there are no problems with Buddha?"

Xiang Yuan offered a friendly reminder: the Heavenly Emperor can do whatever he likes, and so can he. As the pilgrim, he can't stand the slightest grievance, so the style of the pilgrimage team will definitely change drastically.

It's a full 180 degrees, from Sun Wukong swinging his iron cudgel and carving his way through the Heavenly Road, to the holy monk splitting the path of life and death with both hands, and severing the Five Elements Mountain with a single stroke.

If even Buddha can accept this, then he truly has no problem.

It's really interesting, and I'm actually looking forward to it.

On another note, what are Buddha's plans for the Women's Kingdom?

I don't mean anything by it, I'm just curious. There's no Kingdom of Women in the Qianyuan Realm. Where would Buddha arrange a queen who is gentle and charming, alluring and beautiful, with long, straight black hair, fair skin, long legs, a soft and pleasant voice, and a smile that can charm a hundred people?
"The journey to the West is not only about the spread of Buddhism, but also has a great deal to do with the realization of the Three Realms as reality."

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled faintly: "The Buddha's desire to spread the scriptures is also the Emperor's family matter. Even if the Emperor has some wonderful ideas, it is not too much to ask when it concerns the Three Realms."

Guanyin Bodhisattva's argument is reasonable and well-founded. Buddha's concern for the pilgrimage to the Western Paradise was for the sake of the Buddhist community on Mount Ling, while Xiang Yuan's concern for the pilgrimage to the Western Paradise was for the sake of the Qianyuan Realm. In terms of the degree of importance attached to the pilgrimage, Xiang Yuan was the one who cared more about it.

In comparison, considering who came first and who came last, Buddha could only be considered to have benefited from the pilgrimage. He used this as an excuse to find a way to invite Xiang Yuan to sit on a lotus throne at Mount Ling.

"It really is……"

Xiang Yuan nodded; now he was truly alright.

After listening to Guanyin Bodhisattva's answers and explanations, I felt that the problems that were going to happen next were no longer problems.

"Since Your Majesty has no doubts, this humble monk will take his leave now."

"Bodhisattva, please wait. I have a message for Buddha: the time is ripe, and the birth of the spirit monkey will be arranged soon." Xiang Yuan rose to see him off.

In other words, the person was wrong. If it were the version of Guanyin Bodhisattva as portrayed by Baiyue Jushi, Xiang Yuan would not have let the other party leave so easily. When you need someone's help, you should have the attitude of someone asking for help. At the very least, he would have escorted the other party out the door in full view of everyone.

After confirming the plan to activate the Ape God, Xiang Yuan pointed his fingers into a sword and pointed it towards the East China Sea.

A ray of light lingered on his fingertip, remaining there for a long time.

"After all, he is a Golden Immortal who has achieved perfect merit. He deserves the respect he is due. Buddha betrayed his subordinates for the sake of his cause. I am not that kind of person."

He murmured to himself and took a step to reach the Tushita Palace.

The Tushita Palace itself is nothing special, but the old man who tends the boiler is rather strange. If possible, Xiang Yuan would rather not set foot in this place.

I've come here today for two reasons. First, to give Brother Monkey face and provide him with a genuine staff so that the monsters on the journey to the West will have something to eat. Second, to see if Laozi is willing to leak some inside information.

……

Tushita Palace.

Laozi, who was tending the boiler, slowly opened his eyes, picked up the whisk hanging beside him, put on a Bagua robe, and peeked out in front of the gate of the Tushita Palace: "Great Emperor, stop looking, that ox-nose ring is nothing new."

Standing by the cowshed, watching the cows graze, Xiang Yuan turned around and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Greetings, Laozi. Back in Baohua Realm, it was thanks to your gift of the 'Tao Te Ching' that I have achieved my current level of cultivation..."

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment!"

Laozi's expression was solemn: "The Treasure Flower Realm that the Great Emperor spoke of, and the 'Tao Te Ching' that he gifted me, are things that this old Daoist only has a partial understanding of. Is the Great Emperor certain that it was this old Daoist who gifted me?"

"..."

Xiang Yuan fell silent.

The old man was quite the actor. He might have limited eyesight and couldn't distinguish between the real and fake Laozi, but he knew very well that Laozi wasn't someone anyone could impersonate. Either Laozi was happy to do it, or Laozi gave the order.

If either of these two conditions is not met, whoever impersonates Laozi will be struck by lightning.

Xiang Yuan politely skipped over the topic. Judging from Lao Jun's words, the newcomer knew nothing and had weak magical power, so he couldn't calculate anything.

Since that's the case, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Laojun, I have come to pay my respects today..."

"Your Majesty, your arrival is perfectly timed. This old Taoist has just refined two gourds of pills. They are invigorating and refreshing, and have a calming and tranquilizing effect. They are the finest of pills. I would like to request Your Majesty to taste them." Laozi stroked his long beard, his brows furrowed with pride.

It refreshes the mind, calms the spirit... a sacred ingredient among elixirs. Laozi, do you want to listen to what you're saying?
Does this level of elixir deserve to be placed in the Eight Trigrams Furnace?
Xiang Yuan was speechless. He was a human-shaped medicine, more nutritious than Tang Sanzang's flesh. Why would he need to appraise any kind of elixir, especially such an unreliable "sacred elixir"?

Just as he was about to refuse, he suddenly realized that it might just be Laozi being modest. The two gourds of elixirs truly contained the sacred ingredients!
"Since Laozi has invited me, how could I refuse? I am fortunate to have such a delicious meal today."

The camera turned.

Xiang Yuan, exasperated, put down the empty gourd. There was no such thing as a divine pill; the taste was no different from a soybean, and even the appearance was exactly the same.

I just stir-fried it in the pan, but I was probably in a hurry and didn't control the heat well, so it got a little burnt.

"Your Majesty, you may not know this, but this Tushita Palace... even a skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice!"

Ah yes, yes, yes, although you are an old Taoist priest, aren't you also a poor Taoist priest!

Looking around, one sees an ordinary wall covered with ordinary treasures, including swords and fans, all dazzlingly colorful.

Only one wall, that's definitely not a wealthy place!

Xiang Yuan clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "Laojun, Xiang Yuan is willing to invest heavily in forging a bottomless divine iron. Buddha will pay for it, you just need to use the best materials. With me as the middleman, Buddha will not renege on his promise."

"Your Majesty, is the Buddha quite wealthy?"

"It's not just that there's a lot of it, you practically shed gold dust when you walk."

"Buddhism is truly a place of wealth and honor..."

Lao Jun sighed and then said, "It's quite a coincidence. The other day, I had a sudden inspiration and forged a stick that happens to be called 'Stabilizing Divine Iron.' The time has come, Your Majesty, please take it."

"I dare not, it was bought with Buddha's money, and I have no affinity with it." Xiang Yuan shook his head like a rattle drum.

Lao Jun nodded, finding it reasonable, and took out a golden needle, throwing it towards the East Sea.

Ship the goods first, collect payment later. I'm not afraid of anyone defaulting on their payment when I sell goods!

With the magic staff in place, the monkey is about to get into trouble—oops, I mean, the Monkey King is about to be born, and the Journey to the West can begin.

East China Sea direction, Huaguo Mountain.

boom!
Ape God activated!

(End of this chapter)