I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

The monkey already knew what the patriarch wanted to say, and he raised his head and choked up.

"Master, I have not yet fulfilled my filial duty. I beg you to have mercy and allow me to serve you for a little longer!"

The patriarch sighed, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

"Alright, alright, then stay a few more days until your junior brother Wuchen returns. Then go and say goodbye before heading down the mountain. Don't cause any more trouble these days!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's golden eyes gleamed with a mixture of longing for stepping out into the vast world and a touch of melancholy at the impending departure from Fangcun Mountain and the separation from his master, senior brothers, and junior brothers.

Fortunately, Ning Chen had prepared him mentally before he went down the mountain.

Descending the mountain is not a farewell; my junior brother will seek him out in the future!

The monkey opened its mouth, but ultimately said nothing, only bowing deeply.

"Disciple will obey Master's orders!"

Sun Wukong knew that what was bound to happen had finally arrived!

His junior brother entrusted the treasure to him before going down the mountain, so he must have already foreseen all of this.

Meanwhile, at the West Sea Dragon Palace martial arts arena...

Ning Chen looked at the little white dragon Ao Lie, who was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, his eyes filled with a mixture of resentment and a trace of fear, and put away the Dragon Binding Rope.

"Keep cultivating diligently, Brother Ao, you still have a year!"

Ning Chen spoke calmly, raising one finger.

"Today is just the beginning. I will be back this time next year."

He paused.

"If by then your strength has still not improved at all..."

Ning Chen's gaze swept over the little white dragon, and he clearly saw that Ao Lie's body stiffened slightly.

"Then don't blame me for using more than just the Dragon-Binding Rope when sparring with Brother Ao!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Lie felt a surge of blood rush to his head!

Disgrace! Utter disgrace!

He, the third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace, had never been so looked down upon or threatened.

He straightened his back, his handsome face flushed red, and glared angrily at Ning Chen.

"You, surnamed Ning, don't be so smug! Next year! When you come again next year, I, the Crown Prince, will surely find the way to break this broken rope of yours!"

"I guarantee I'll beat you until you're crying and begging for mercy!"

Ao Xue, who was standing to the side, had long since lost her initial restraint after spending time with Ning Chen these past few days.

Listening to her third brother's fierce but cowardly words, and recalling the pitiful sight of him being tied up like a dumpling and shedding tears, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She pursed her lips, and her bright, watery eyes curved into crescent moons.

Ao Xue wrinkled her delicate nose and teased her third brother.

"Third Brother, don't speak too confidently. Next year, please don't be all teary-eyed and acting like a pitiful little girl!"

"Xue'er, whose side are you really on...?"

Ao Lie was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear when his younger sister exposed his shortcomings in public. His handsome face turned as red as a boiled lobster.

Ning Chen watched the brother and sister bickering and barely managed to suppress his laughter.

He said no more and took his leave of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea.

The old Dragon King was naturally beaming with joy and presented many rare treasures from the sea as a token of his gratitude.

Ning Chen didn't refuse; after all, Fangcun Mountain had over a hundred people, all needing food and clothing, and Fangcun Mountain didn't have much of a livelihood...

I can't just take the Golden Immortal Kidney Qi Pills and the Yellow Emperor's Sexual Techniques that my senior brothers gave me for nothing.

He carefully put away the gift, made a hand seal, and a golden light flashed around him. He broke through the seawater, transformed into a stream of light, and shot into the sky, disappearing into the horizon.

On the way back to Fangcun Mountain, Ning Chen traversed above the sea of ​​clouds.

His mind raced as he reviewed his gains from the West Sea Dragon Palace and planned his future conquest of the Divine Realm.

"As for Little White Dragon, I've put in a lot of effort and finally managed to inspire him to strive harder. Although the process was a bit tortuous, the results were quite good. We should see some initial signs of progress in the next Divine Realm. While my senior brother hasn't caused a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace yet, I still have some time, so I need to quickly devise a plan for passing the next level!"

"The next challenge should be subduing the pig demon at Gao Village..."

Ning Chen immediately pictured the lazy, lecherous, yet incredibly powerful pig demon in his mind!

Before being banished to the mortal realm, that pig demon was Marshal Tianpeng, commanding 80,000 naval troops of the Heavenly Court, and possessing the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal!

"If we could find an opportunity to meet and chat with Marshal Tianpeng before he descends to the mortal realm, perhaps the difficulty of subduing the pig demon later would be much lower?"

Hmm, maybe it's worth a try. Ning Chen remembered that his friends in the group said that Nezha, the Third Prince, often went to see Qing'er!

Perhaps I should go to Zhongnan Mountain to meet the new Divine Realm Travelers, and then, through Nezha, meet Marshal Tianpeng!

With this in mind, Ning Chen increased his speed again and headed straight for Fangcun Mountain!

......

Ning Chen unleashed his Golden Light of Leaping Across the Earth, flying all the way from the Western Sea until the familiar outline of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain finally came into view.

With the mountain gate in sight, his desire to return home grew even stronger. Just as he was about to hurry up, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

On the smooth bluestone to the left of the mountain gate, a familiar golden monkey figure crouched quietly.

The glow of the sunset bathed half the sky, making the figure shine brilliantly.

On his shoulder, Monkey King carried the Ruyi Jingu Bang, as thick as a bowl and gleaming with gold, its end casually resting on the edge of a stone.

He wasn't gazing into the distance; he was simply looking down slightly.

An inexplicable premonition instantly seized Ning Chen's heart.

He concealed his escape light and landed steadily in front of the mountain gate.

Ning Chen's movements startled Monkey King, who was deep in thought.

He suddenly looked up, his golden pupils reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, shining astonishingly bright...

A man and a monkey, their eyes locked.

Without a word, Ning Chen understood everything in just one glance.

The inevitable farewell is just around the corner.

The two brothers exchanged a silent glance.

Four years of living and working together, the bond forged in the path of cultivation, seemed to flow through this single glance.

In those golden eyes, Ning Chen saw not only the past carefree spirit, but also a solemn farewell.

Monkey King also caught a glimpse of understanding and deep reluctance in the depths of his junior brother's calm eyes.

Finally, the Monkey King grinned, revealing his unruly smile, his sharp teeth gleaming in the twilight.

"Junior brother, you're finally back!"

Monkey King's voice was still loud and clear, but it lacked some of its former exuberance and liveliness, and instead had become more composed.

"The Patriarch said you would surely return today, so I will wait here."

He stood up, casually placing his golden cudgel on the ground beside him, making a soft thud.

"Junior brother..."

Monkey King's smile faded slightly, and his tone became more serious.

"After spending so many days together, my senior brother has to leave after all..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the mountain gate, ancient pine trees, and stone steps that had witnessed four years of his life, before finally settling on Ning Chen's face, as he repeatedly entrusted him with these words.

"From now on, junior brother, please be careful on Fangcun Mountain. I will forever remember the kindness of our ancestral master!"