Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Streaks of light flew out from each courtyard and converged on Guangfa.

"Senior Brother!"

The crowd exclaimed, because among all of Subhuti's disciples, only Guangfa had attained the status of a Ground Immortal, which is also known as an immortal!

Guangfa nodded slightly, glanced at everyone, and said, "Have you noticed anything amiss in your recent cultivation?"

The group looked at each other and replied, "In the past half month, the spiritual energy has been much weaker than before. Despite our hard work, we have made almost no progress."

"Have you found the source of the dissipating spiritual energy?"

Guangfa asked again, but the disciples shook their heads repeatedly. They had just emerged from seclusion and had no idea why the spiritual energy had been so thin in the past half month.

Suddenly, a disciple suggested, "Senior Brother, besides guarding the gate, Wujue also carries water and chops wood. Why don't we go ask him?"

This proposal was approved by the majority of people.

Guangfa nodded slightly. "Let's go to Wujue's residence."

Guangfa led a large group of people and searched for a long time before finally arriving at Wujue's courtyard.

By this time, Wujue had filled several large vats and neatly piled the firewood into a stack.

When one first enters the stage of refining essence into qi, compared to ordinary people, one is only slightly stronger in physique and more energetic. After finishing the enlightenment, one is also covered in sweat.

Just as he was about to wash up and go find Wukong, he saw Guangfa leading a large group of people. He was so frightened that he shuddered and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Brother Guangfa, what brings you here?"

Wujue unconsciously took a few steps back, his face showing some fear, clearly indicating that he had been bullied by Guangfa and his gang quite often.

Guangfa walked up to Wujue with a smile, and asked leisurely, "Wujue, the spiritual energy in the back mountain has become much thinner in the past half month. Do you know why?"

"I...I don't know."

Wujue shook his head and answered subconsciously.

"Are you genuinely unaware, or feigning ignorance to try and deceive your senior brothers?"

Guangfa's face gradually darkened. Earth Immortals are the foundation of the Immortal Path, requiring a large amount of spiritual energy to establish themselves. Stealing someone's spiritual energy is no less than destroying their foundation!

Wujue shook his head again, "Fellow disciples, I really don't know. I fetch water, chop wood, and cultivate in the evenings every day. I really don't know."

"have no idea?"

A fat man jumped out from next to Guangfa.

He had a large face, but very small eyes, giving him a very obsequious look.

The fat man pointed at Wujue and said, "Half a month ago, you were only at the mid-stage of the Refining Essence into Qi realm. How come you've reached the late stage now? Fellow disciples, think about it, with Wujue's comprehension, how could he have made such great progress in just half a month?"

Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately erupted in excitement!

"Wujue is such a useless piece of trash, how could he possibly be that fast!"

"Breaking through a minor realm in half a month—even our senior brother probably didn't achieve this kind of progress back then!"

"Senior Brother Guangfa, Wujue is too audacious! He actually dares to lie!"

All the menacing gazes fell upon Wujue!

Although the disciples were dressed in Taoist robes and had an air of otherworldly elegance, in Wujue's eyes they were as fearsome as jackals and tigers.

"Senior Brother, fellow senior brothers, I... I really don't know."

Wujue covered his head, determined never to betray Sun Wukong.

"Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson today."

A burly man at the early stage of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stepped forward, rubbing his fists together, ready to attack Wujue.

Suddenly, a laugh rang in his ears. "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave, what a sacred place for immortals! But I never expected that the disciples they have taken in are all vicious bastards like jackals and tigers."

"Who goes there!"

Guangfa's expression changed slightly. He stomped his foot, and the power of an Earth Immortal spread, causing the mountains and forests to rustle.

Wujue's eyes widened, a surge of warmth welling up in his heart—it was the voice of his junior brother, Wukong.

But soon, Wujue felt nervous. His senior brother, Guangfa, was a true immortal.

Although he didn't know the extent of Wukong's cultivation, he was certain that Wukong hadn't become an immortal, and the difference in cultivation level was vast. He worried that a conflict might arise between Wukong and his senior brother.

Not far away, under everyone's gaze, Sun Wukong, dressed in a Taoist robe, slowly walked over.

He doesn't resemble a monkey at all; instead, he seems like a highly accomplished Taoist master who has cultivated for many years. Every move he makes exudes Taoist wisdom and is perfectly natural!

"This is."

All the disciples, including Guangfa, were completely dumbfounded. Where did this monkey come from?

Moreover, this monkey was wearing the standard Taoist robe of his Fangcun Mountain lineage.

Wait, could this monkey be the same one that came to ask to become an apprentice more than half a month ago?

All eyes turned once again to Wujue.

"This is a disciple newly accepted by the Patriarch more than half a month ago. He belongs to the Wu generation and is named Sun Wukong."

Now that things have come to this, Wujue can no longer hide it even if he wants to, so he has no choice but to answer honestly.

"Sun Wukong?"

"A newly recruited junior apprentice?"

"The spiritual energy has been dissipating for the past two weeks or so. Was that caused by this junior brother?"

All the disciples, including Guangfa, showed displeasure on their faces.

They were not only displeased that Sun Wukong had stolen the spiritual energy that originally belonged to them, but also displeased that the Patriarch had actually taken in such a beast as a disciple.

They are all human beings. How can humans associate with wild beasts? I really don't know what the ancestor was thinking.

"Sun Wukong? Junior brother, why don't you come and pay your respects to your senior brother?"

The burly man beckoned to Sun Wukong with his finger, his words filled with mockery and disdain.

"Senior Brother?"

Sun Wukong looked curious. "Is this the only senior disciple of our Fangcun Mountain lineage who has become an immortal?"

"Of course!"

The big man said smugly.

When Sun Wukong walked up to Guangfa, everyone thought that Sun Wukong would respectfully bow to him.

But then Sun Wukong suddenly threw a punch, grabbing directly at the burly man who had beckoned to him earlier.

With lightning speed, leaving afterimages in mid-air, he directly grabbed the big man's middle finger.

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, then snapped it open with force!

Caught off guard, the burly man's middle finger was snapped off, twisting in a bizarre and unsettling way.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart; the big man had never suffered such pain before. He curled up on the ground, clutching his hands and howling.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Brother, your fingers are being unruly. Let me fix them for you. Don't worry, it's free."

The burly man struggled to his feet, his eyes bloodshot and practically spitting fire. "You stinking monkey, you're asking for death!"

His right arm was intact. At this moment, he clenched his five fingers, turning his palm into a fist, and slammed it down on Sun Wukong.

The Great Man was at the early stage of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation; with a single punch, he possessed the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Even a wild, unruly horse could be killed by his palm. At this moment, he unleashed his full power, creating a fierce wind that scraped against the void, producing a harsh and unpleasant sound.

"Junior Brother Wukong, be careful!"

Wujue shouted.

But it was too late. Sun Wukong seemed to have no time to react, letting the big man's right fist strike him. (End of Chapter)