Sun Wukong returned to Shuilian Cave and introduced everyone to Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad.
Of course, everyone was delighted with the addition of Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad to Huaguo Mountain.
It seemed that Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad and Master Puti were old acquaintances. Not long after meeting, he tied his green ox outside Shuilian Cave and left with Master Puti to catch up.
Sun Wukong was curious about what they talked about, but he still first told everyone about those four rules.
"How could these four rules be so overbearing?"
Ao Luan furrowed her brow.
How could one carry out reforms without coercing and interfering with other nations' politics or instigating chaos?
Everyone else was a bit worried too.
Seeing their expressions, Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Don't worry, we have at least a hundred years' time."
"A hundred years?"
The Long Armed Ape Monkey was surprised, "Great King, why is it a hundred years? What will happen after a hundred years?"
"I don't know."
Sun Wukong answered, "It'll probably not be calm."
He had a hunch that during the five hundred years of the competition, who would genuinely wait until the end of those five hundred years?
This one hundred years of non-interference could allow him to focus on developing the Western Continent.
After everyone dispersed, Ao Luan stayed behind alone.
She sat in Shuilian Cave, resting her chin on her hand, with a worried look.
Sun Wukong looked at her, "What's the matter?"
"Big brother, governing the Western Continent is already complex, and with those four Heavenly Rules binding us, it has become even more difficult,"
Ao Luan answered.
"Don't worry."
Sun Wukong patted Ao Luan's head then withdrew his hand and said, "There will always be a way."
Ao Luan touched the place he had just touched.
"Big brother seems to have changed."
"Changed what?"
He didn't seem as wooden anymore.
This is what Ao Luan thought internally, but of course, she wouldn't voice it out loud.
Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Actually, those rules don't affect us much, I have an idea for reform."
Ao Luan's eyes brightened, "What idea?"
"We are short-handed which makes it difficult to govern an entire continent,"
Sun Wukong said, "We can simplify things, stay true to our core, and adapt to countless changes with constancy."
"What core?"
Ao Luan was a bit puzzled.
"It's Huaguo Mountain."
Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Do you remember what I said I wanted to turn Huaguo Mountain into?"
"I remember." Ao Luan nodded, "Big brother said you wanted to make Huaguo Mountain an Immortal Country, and it has indeed succeeded!"
"No…not yet."
Sun Wukong shook his head, for what he called the Immortal Country was not that easy to achieve.
The current Huaguo Mountain could be called an Immortal City rather than an Immortal Country.
"I want to move Huaguo Mountain to the Western Continent."
Sun Wukong said, "There, the land is vast and rich in resources. With Huaguo Mountain at the core, I can establish a true Immortal Country within a hundred years."
Ao Luan was slightly stunned, "What does that look like?"
"Hmm…"
Sun Wukong extended his hand, pointed at Ao Luan's forehead, and said, "Roughly like this."
Suddenly, Ao Luan's vision blurred, and when it cleared again, she was looking at an incredible world.
Under the vast night sky were countless cities that integrated with the natural landscape, scattered across the earth like stars.
Not just on the ground, but there were also dozens of cities floating in the sky, with numerous airships shuttling back and forth between them.
Ao Luan looked into the distance, and in the center of the cluster of cities, she saw Huaguo Mountain so very tiny.
Combined, these cities were at least a hundred times bigger than Huaguo Mountain.
She then heard Sun Wukong's voice.
"The Immortal Country I want is prosperous, attracting veneration from many nations, unmatched throughout the four continents."
Ao Luan was captivated by the scene before her, "That would be so magnificent…"
She was promptly pulled back from the illusion.
"This is the Immortal Country I want."
Sun Wukong stated: "I will create a hundred thousand Heavenly Books in the Immortal Country, promising scriptures to all nations that come."
He intended to use the resources of the Western Continent, focusing on developing the civilization of Huaguo Mountain, which would lead and drive the development of the entire continent.
Sun Wukong looked towards Ao Luan: "You are the Prime Minister."
Ao Luan was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily.
"What's the name of that country?"
She asked further.
"Hmm…"
Sun Wukong thought for a moment, not sure what name to choose.
"You say?"
"Wanling."
Ao Luan immediately replied, "Wanling, how about calling it Wanling?"
"Wanling?"
Sun Wukong nodded in agreement.
"Then let's call it Wanling!"
Wanling, implying all beings—this is a kingdom that can accommodate all races.
Two days later, the Crown Prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace arrived.
"Heavenly Venerate."
Upon seeing Sun Wukong, Ao Moang knelt down to pay his respects.
All members of the Dragon Clan from the West Sea Dragon Palace were now subjects of Sun Wukong.
"Prince Moang."
Sun Wukong smiled, "It's been a while since we last met."
"It has been over a decade."
Ao Moang answered.
"Rise!"
Sun Wukong told him to get up. "There's no need to call me Heavenly Venerate."
"Then..."
Ao Moang stood up and asked, "Great King, how do you plan to arrange the West Sea Dragon Palace?"
"I'm thinking of stopping the cloud seeding and rainmaking, letting the cycle of rain and dew return to nature. What do you think?"
Sun Wukong asked.
"Absolutely not!"
Ao Moang was startled; if cloud seeding and rainmaking were to stop, wouldn't the Dragon Clan become useless?
"I'm just joking."
Sun Wukong laughed. Why would he give up the ability to control rain and dew?
"Do you have the annual rainfall records?"
Sun Wukong asked again.
"Yes."
Ao Moang nodded. "But it's incomplete. The rainfall in the Western Continent is not solely the responsibility of our West Sea Dragon Palace."
"No problem, bring them all to me,"
Sun Wukong said.
Then, Ao Moang immediately went home and brought back boxes of rainfall records, piling up like small mountains.
After obtaining the records, Sun Wukong also acquired more information from the East Sea Dragon King.
After the demons sorted this information, they deduced the rainfall patterns of the Western Continent.
Sun Wukong and Master Puti researched for two days.
"Master, what do you think?"
"It should be better than the scheduling in the Heavenly Palace."
The Grandmaster answered.
"Then let us establish a rainfall schedule for one year."
Sun Wukong asked.
"We can give it a try."
The Grandmaster nodded in approval.
The two spent another three days forecasting and simulating, and they developed a Rainfall Table.
Sun Wukong handed it to Ao Moang.
"Make rain according to the plan on this table next year; there's no need for daily instructions."
Sun Wukong said, "If there are changes or emergencies, I'll inform you."
Ao Moang quickly nodded.
He took the Rainfall Table and looked at it, his face showing surprise.
This Rainfall Table was truly harmonious in terms of weather, taking great care of every nation.
"There's also..."
Sun Wukong was about to leave when he added another comment. "In a few days, I'll bring people over to cooperate with you."
Cooperate? Cooperate on what?
Ao Moang wondered.
Despite his curiosity, he still took the Rainfall Table and left.
For Sun Wukong, the Rainfall Table was an important step.
He hoped to establish a clear routine that would become a future norm and allow advance forecasting. This would be incredibly important for the prosperity of the beings of the Western Continent and the seasonal agricultural activities of humans.
But he still needed to find someone to forecast rainfall in advance.
No, not one person, but a group.
The Western Continent was simply too large.
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