At Wuzhuang Temple, Daji couldn't help but yawn.

"If you're tired, go get some sleep."

Lady Rakshasa said.

"No."

Daji shook her head, "I'll wait to see what happens."

She looked towards the courtyard, where it was crowded with people.

Immortal Zhenyuan had lived for centuries on Huaguo Mountain; his sudden disappearance shocked everyone.

"The problem is with this tea."

Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad carefully examined the spilled tea, "It carries the aura of Buddha Beads."

He rose to his feet, looking at the seven tearful Spider Demons.

After the great tribulation, Lord Lao Zi had gathered fragments of Buddha Beads from the Three Realms and the Chaos for study.

But he hadn't expected these Spider Demons to steal some to brew tea.

"Why did you brew tea with them?"

Lord Lao Zi asked.

"Our master wanted to restore his mana, and we thought this might work."

The Spider Demons answered with red eyes.

"What a reckless act!"

Lord Lao Zi sighed, "The other fragments from my Alchemy Room have also disappeared, whisked away by a white light."

Ao Luan knew about this, "Lord, do you think the Immortal was also taken by the white light?"

Lord Lao Zi nodded, "There is no other possibility."

Ao Luan slightly frowned, "Who could take him away like that?"

"It relates to the Buddha Beads, I'm afraid..."

Lord Lao Zi shook his head.

To him, Immortal Zhenyuan was in grave danger.

Elsewhere, Immortal Zhenyuan had been swept away by the white light, fainting completely.

After an unknown amount of time, he groggily woke up, vaguely seeing Sun Wukong standing with a few strangers by his sickbed.

"Here we go again..."

Immortal Zhenyuan reflexively thought his apprentices were playing pranks again.

"These mischievous girls, they need discipline!"

Immortal Zhenyuan immediately drew his horsetail whisk, waved it, and swept toward the crowd.

"How dare you!"

Before the Buddha Dust could sweep down, a man suddenly stepped up in front of Sun Wukong, grabbing the whisk.

Immortal Zhenyuan was taken aback.

"Insolent one!"

The man was furious, "How dare you assault the superior!"

He extended another hand to strike Immortal Zhenyuan.

"Stop!"

Sun Wukong grabbed his hand.

He walked to Immortal Zhenyuan's sickbed, "Immortal, it's been a long time."

Immortal Zhenyuan slowly regained awareness, glancing around, realizing the room was filled with many outdated classic instruments.

This place wasn't Wuzhuang Temple.

He looked at Sun Wukong again, his eyes wide open.

"My... brother... is it really you?"

Immortal Zhenyuan was still a bit disbelieving.

Sun Wukong nodded, "It's me."

Immortal Zhenyuan stood up, circling Sun Wukong, observing him closely, then forcefully tugged his hair, finding he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"I am immensely strong; I can even tug Tathāgata's hair except for my brother's."

Immortal Zhenyuan thought, convinced that the person before him was indeed Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong let the other immortals leave, then called for servants to prepare exquisite delicacies in the room for Immortal Zhenyuan to regain his strength.

"How did the Immortal come over?"

Sun Wukong asked.

Immortal Zhenyuan narrated the events before he fainted, and Sun Wukong immediately understood.

"It was indeed brought by it..."

He glanced down at the two Buddha Beads in his hand.

The mysterious egg had restored both Buddha Beads and drawn Immortal Zhenyuan over.

Its enigmatic nature rapidly heightened in Sun Wukong's mind.

But he was more concerned with other matters, "Immortal, how are the Three Realms doing?"

"Everything is fine."

Immortal Zhenyuan picked up a gourd, filling it with wine, "You've been gone for eight years, Ao Luan will soon follow you."

"Eight years?"

Sun Wukong was extremely surprised; how could he have been gone for so many years?

However, upon second thought, he realized he was knocked unconscious by the explosion of the Buddha Beads and didn't wake up until he collided with Buzhou Mountain, unaware of how long he had flown.

"I didn't expect to have flown for so many years."

Sun Wukong found it somewhat amusing.

"And what about you, brother?"

Immortal Zhenyuan asked at this time, "What happened to you?"

He felt that Sun Wukong had changed somewhat as well.

Sun Wukong briefly recounted his experiences to Immortal Zhenyuan.

The time he had spent might not have been long, but after Immortal Zhenyuan listened, he still looked at him blankly.

"What's wrong?"

Sun Wukong asked, feeling puzzled by his stupor.

"Nothing, nothing..."

Immortal Zhenyuan finished his wine, saying, "You're welcome wherever you go!"

In such a short time, Sun Wukong had become the Heavenly Emperor of a world, which was not merely being welcome.

Immortal Zhenyuan inwardly cursed the freakishness.

The two conversed through the afternoon; with Immortal Zhenyuan not fully recuperated, Sun Wukong advised him to rest more and then left the room.

As he stepped out the door, he saw Fu Xi.

"Is something wrong?"

Sun Wukong sensed Fu Xi's expression seemed heavy.

"I heard Your Majesty brought back an outsider, so I came to check."

Fu Xi said.

"It's alright."

Sun Wukong said, "He's a friend of mine, he won't pose a threat to this world."

Fu Xi clasped his hands, "There's another matter."

He hesitated briefly, then continued, "I heard from my sister that Your Majesty will soon leave this place?"

"Yes."

Sun Wukong nodded.

The egg on him had shown anomalies repeatedly; Sun Wukong had a feeling that if he stayed in one place too long, it would surely bring disaster.

"Although it's just a feeling, it's also a warning to me."

Sun Wukong looked at the flickering egg in his hand and said, "Today the world is in an initial calm, I cannot let this world suffer further."

"But Your Majesty..."

Fu Xi was a bit uneasy, saying, "If you leave, who will manage the world?"

"Isn't your sister here too?"

Sun Wukong smiled.

Seeing Fu Xi was still troubled, he consoled him, "Shortly after I leave, someone will come over."

He said, "Once they arrive, they will teach you how to govern the world."

Fu Xi remained somewhat unconvinced but eventually nodded, agreeing reluctantly.

Two months later, Sun Wukong gathered the immortals to explain the situation.

The immortals were somewhat uneasy but were ultimately convinced and accepted by Sun Wukong.

Before leaving, for the safety of this world, Sun Wukong considered again and again, then sought out Gong Gong.

The War God's Immortal Position had previously belonged to Gong Gong, but after Sun Wukong left, stronger guardians were needed here.

Sun Wukong believed Fu Xi was more suitable, so he persuaded Gong Gong, sending him to govern the four seasons.

Another month passed, and the affairs of the Heavenly Palace were settled; Sun Wukong bid farewell to the immortals.

Nuwa, with a group of immortals, tried to persuade him to stay.

The immortals were all reluctant to part with him.

However, Sun Wukong had made up his mind, leaving with Immortal Zhenyuan.

He intended to destroy those Buddha Beads, never staying in one place too long.

This world was already on the right track; from now on, Ao Luan would assist him adequately.

Ensuring the Three Realms followed behind him, Sun Wukong had nothing to worry about.

"I am truly an excessive brother."

Sun Wukong thought to himself, and somehow, he felt a bit happy.

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