Great Demon Sun Wukong

Hearing the noise, Sun Wukong knew that Zhu Bajie had finished his body refinement. Unfortunately, his own injuries were too severe to even rise to his feet. As Sun Wukong struggled to get up, a red light flashed before his eyes, and then he saw a blazing flame burning fiercely.

Sun Wukong knew that the flame before him was Zhu Bajie. "Idiot, are you alright? Where’s Master?" "Brother Monkey, what’s happened to you? Who hurt you so badly? I’ll avenge you." "I’m, I’m fine. Just need to rest a bit.

Where’s Master? I have something to tell you all."

"Alright, Brother Monkey, don’t move. I’ll call Master over now." With that, another flash of firelight danced. In a moment, Tang Sanzang arrived, flying upon a red lotus flame. However, Tang Sanzang’s face was pale, clearly indicating that he had overexerted his mana.

"Master... are you alright?" Tang Sanzang weakly opened his eyes and said, "I’m fine; just exhausted a bit too much mana. Wukong, how are you? How did you get so badly injured?" "Master, Bajie, listen to me. After our discipleship journey to the Western Paradise..."

Afterwards, Sun Wukong told all of his findings and deductions to Tang Sanzang and Zhu Bajie. Upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Tang Sanzang and Zhu Bajie stood there stunned. The news was simply too shocking. Had it not come from Sun Wukong himself, they would have never believed it. It utterly upended their world. But they both knew that Sun Wukong never spoke without evidence.

He must have had conclusive evidence to speak as he did. Yet, this was indeed...

"I know this isn’t news one can accept in a short time. But don’t worry, Buddhism won’t be sending anyone for now. So, we are safe for the time being. Next, we need to focus on consolidating our strength and healing our injuries. Once we are all at our peak, it will be time to set off again. However, Bajie, after Master and I have fully recovered, you should go find Chang’er.

I know that you can’t rest until you find her. Moreover, we can’t let the secrets of The Moon Palace be discovered by those from Buddhism. After you find Chang’er, come back to join Master and me."

Having said that, Sun Wukong closed his eyes. Clearly, having spoken so much in one breath, his already injured body could not bear it anymore.

Seeing Sun Wukong’s injuries so severe, Tang Sanzang felt heartache as if bleeding. With a wave of his hand, a nearly transparent little flower appeared above Sun Wukong’s head. Spinning tirelessly, with each turn, dense spiritual energy and vital energy flowed into Sun Wukong’s body. Sun Wukong’s injuries and the nearly depleted spiritual power were visibly recovering at a visible rate.

At that moment, Tang Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief, and a resolute light flickered through his eyes. It was as if he had made a difficult decision.

"Bajie, let’s go. Don’t disturb your eldest disciple brother. Take this time to familiarize yourself with your new body and strength. If your teacher isn’t mistaken, you should have the power of a lower-ranked Saint now. Work hard so that you can be of help to your eldest disciple brother in the future."

"Yes, Master."

After this significant trial, it seemed as if the characters of all had subtly transformed. Sun Wukong had become cautious and wise. Tang Sanzang had become resolute and decisive. Zhu Bajie had become sensible and brave. Each was growing, whether in strength or something else.

Seven days later, Coiled Silk Cave. The once dead silent mountains suddenly lit up with a fiery red light that shot towards the sky, its speed nearly unbelievable. Then, two simply dressed pilgrims appeared amidst the vast mountains. However, one of them looked exceptionally handsome, while the other jumped around like a lively monkey.

Seven days later, a small city in the far north of Beijuluozhou welcomed two travel-worn monks. These two monks were none other than Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang. After leaving the Coiled Silk Cave, they did not know in which direction to head.

Searching for the remaining three Divine Stones seemed simple in theory, but finding three specific stones in this vast world was like searching for a needle in the ocean. The difficulty of such a task was clear, and they did not have much time to conduct a leisurely search.

Thus, they could only head north, as Sun Wukong had heard that at the extreme north of Beijuluozhou, there lived a tribe known as the Ice Clan. They were of the Water Spirit attribute and might have some information about the Water Attribute Five Elements Divine Stone.

Therefore, the two of them hurried without stopping to Beijuluozhou. Finally, after seven days, they arrived at the last small city in Beijuluozhou. Beyond that lay the uninhabited Extreme Northern Ice Field. Legend had it that even Daluo Golden Immortals would not venture far into that ice field, for the temperatures in the Extreme Northern Ice Field were incredibly low.

Once those with cultivation below the level of Daluo Golden Immortal entered, their mana would quickly come to a halt, and they would eventually freeze into blocks of ice.

The Extreme Northern Ice Field was known among the Three Realms as a forbidden zone for life. Sun Wukong had learned of it back when he was still the king of Flower Fruit Mountain, drinking with other Demon Kings. The Flood Dragon Demon King had incidentally revealed that he once strayed deep into the Extreme Northern Ice Field and was surrounded by a group of Water Spirits.

Had it not been for the Eastern Emperor Bell left behind by Donghuang Taiyi, he would have faced certain death.

Those Ice Spirits had the strength of Daluo Golden Immortals and were unaffected by the extreme cold, able to move about freely in frigid temperatures. However, for an ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal who was not constantly enveloped in spiritual power, even moving was difficult, let alone fighting.

Thus, the Extreme Northern Ice Field had become a place that most people dreaded at the mention of its name. However, regardless of its terror, today, Sun Wukong was determined to traverse it. It was just like the time he went on the journey to the Western Paradise, knowing full well there would be no result even if he reached it, yet he still went forward without looking back.

There are some things in life that, although known to be dangerous and fruitless, must still be experienced. If one never attempts or experiences them, simply hearing about them from others, can one truly say that their life belongs to them? Moreover, often only after personally going through these experiences does one realize that things are not always as they seem.

But I digress. Upon entering the city, Wukong and his master headed straight to an inn, where they requested two upper rooms. Then they began their meditative practice to recover from the fatigue of their continuous travel. By sunset, both had returned to their peak condition. Sun Wukong then went downstairs and ordered two vegetarian dishes.

After the meal, he pondered for a moment, then said, "Master, let your disciple travel the next part of the journey alone. Although you have attained the realm of a Saint, the Extreme Northern Ice Field is treacherously dangerous, and any mishap would be disastrous."

"Oh? Is it so perilous? But if you go alone, I’m even more worried," said Sanzang.

"Master, you are not aware. There are four great continents in this world, but atop these continents, there exist powers beyond just Buddhism, Heaven, and the Demon Clan. Outside of these three major forces, there are countless powerful tribes across the continents.

For instance, the Water Spirit Clan of the Extreme Northern Ice Field in Beijuluozhou, the Barbarian Clan of the Extreme Western Wasteland in Xiniuhezhou, and the Ancients of Southern Continent’s far south, are all forces to be reckoned with, as powerful as Heaven or Buddhism; they simply do not reveal themselves due to certain special reasons.

So, even though you have reached the realm of a Saint, you are not a warrior at heart. Should you encounter a Saint-level expert from one of these ancient races, it might be hard to contend with them. But if there is only me, even if I cannot defeat them, I can still manage to escape. So, Master, please do not be angry, your disciple is doing this for your own good," Sun Wukong explained.

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, knowing that his presence might indeed slow Wukong down. Yet, he could not bear the thought of Wukong venturing into danger alone. With this in mind, Tang Sanzang flicked his finger, and a transparent little flower appeared at his fingertip.

"Wukong, I know the journey ahead is fraught with extreme danger. If I accompany you, I may hold you back. However, take this Duoxu Wudu Hua with you. It can save your life in a critical moment. If you are in danger, I can also know your location to come to your rescue," said Sanzang.

Sun Wukong was about to say something but, upon looking up and seeing the unwavering determination in Tang Sanzang’s eyes, he simply nodded, took the Duoxu Wudu Hua, and with a turn of his body, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished.