Yuhua State, the village was bustling with people.

"This village is really lively."

Spirit Official Wang looked at the village in front: "Is that Wu Xing really here?"

"Absolutely no mistake."

The Prefectural Governor leading him answered, "I've had people investigate; he is indeed here."

Spirit Official Wang entered the village and approached an old man leaning on a cane: "Old man, is there someone named Wu Xing here?"

His voice was not loud, yet it made many nearby people stop and turn to look.

The old man glanced at Spirit Official Wang, and the long merchant caravan following him.

"Who are you?"

The old man asked.

"This is an Immortal from Wanling Country."

The Prefectural Governor helped explain: "He has come to invite Wu Xing to Wanling."

"Wanling Country?" The old man nodded, seemingly unsurprised: "They have finally come."

Years ago, a youth named Wu Xing drifted into the village, his knowledge vast, and soon developed it into a silk-producing village famous far and wide.

But the villagers were well aware that such a person would have to leave sooner or later.

"Wu Xing."

The old man shouted into the village: "Someone from Wanling Country is looking for you."

"Coming!"

A crisp voice responded.

The Prefectural Governor followed the voice and the next moment, an unbelievable scene occurred.

A giant water buffalo, six feet wide, flew out from the village.

"Who's calling me?"

The buffalo chewed on some grass.

The Prefectural Governor's eyes widened in astonishment.

Wu Xing is a buffalo?

"Can you come down?"

Spirit Official Wang looked towards the back of the buffalo.

"Alright."

A figure sprung from the buffalo's back, making a 'pop' sound; the youth landed deftly on the Prefectural Governor's face with his feet and then twisted in mid-air to land solidly on the ground.

"You rascal!"

The Prefectural Governor, covering his nose, turned and saw an unremarkable-looking youth land on the ground.

In anger, the Prefectural Governor was about to scold him.

"Are you Wu Xing?"

Spirit Official Wang reached out to stop the Prefectural Governor.

"I am Wu Xing."

The youth circled Spirit Official Wang a few times, then asked, "You are Spirit Official Wang."

He's not afraid of me at all?

Spirit Official Wang thought curiously: "Do you recognize me?"

"Don't recognize."

The youth shook his head, saying, "But seeing you, I've finally resolved several questions."

Spirit Official Wang furrowed his brows: "What questions?"

"Who am I? Where did I come from, and where am I going?"

The youth smiled: "It sure took me a long time to find."

Spirit Official Wang's face filled with confusion: "Aren't you Wu Xing?"

"Now I am Wu Xing."

The youth answered.

Spirit Official Wang was stunned: "Weren't you originally Wu Xing?"

"No, I wasn't really."

The youth shook his head.

Spirit Official Wang couldn't keep up with the youth's conversation.

"Are all geniuses like this?"

He couldn't help but think.

"Was that Daoist Skill your work?"

Spirit Official Wang looked up at the buffalo.

This was a metaphysically enlightened buffalo, though enlightened, it still shouldn't be able to fly.

It was something else that made it fly into the sky.

"Come down."

Wu Xing instructed the buffalo to come down and took out a scroll, collecting the light ball inside it.

"As expected..."

A flash of amazement crossed Spirit Official Wang's eyes.

Before leaving Wanling Country, Ao Luan had told him that this Wu Xing was a rare genius.

Without the training of Wanling Country, to have created such Daoist Skill, searching across the entire Western Continent, there wouldn't be more than five.

Spirit Official Wang extended an invitation to Wu Xing, inviting him to Wanling Country.

Wu Xing immediately agreed.

"Let's go now."

He flipped onto the water buffalo and said, "I don't have much luggage."

Wang Lingguan did not expect him to be so decisive.

"Wait..."

He turned to instruct his attendants to take some offerings to the Land God Temple for worship.

"Why do we need to worship the land?"

The Prefectural Governor asked.

"It must be the Land God who told Wanling Country about my affairs."

Wu Xing answered for Wang Lingguan.

Wang Lingguan looked at Wu Xing again, wondering how this young man seemed to know everything.

"Wu Xing."

At that moment, the old man walked over to the water buffalo: "Once you're in Wanling Country, come back and visit if you have time."

"Come back?"

Wu Xing muttered, "Then you might as well come with me."

He asked Wang Lingguan, "Can you take them all with you?"

"I can."

Wang Lingguan nodded, "It's just that I don't know if they are willing?"

The old man was startled, "We can go to Wanling Country too?"

Wang Lingguan nodded again, taking one or a group made no big difference to him.

"My dear!"

The old man immediately dropped his cane and briskly walked into the village.

"Quick, pack up!"

Soon, the village entrance was crowded with villagers, all flushed with excitement.

Men, women, children, young and old, all were ready to depart with their luggage.

The Prefectural Governor was stunned: "Immortal Lord, isn't this too much?"

Wang Lingguan shook his head, "The Tyrant said, whatever Wu Xing requests can be granted."

The Prefectural Governor stopped talking.

"Who is the Tyrant?"

After the caravan set off, Wu Xing couldn't help but ask Wang Lingguan.

"Fairy Yunxiao."

Wang Lingguan replied, "Everyone calls her the Tyrant."

He continued to explain.

"Rest assured, the Fairy is no tyrant; she's just a bit hasty in her actions."

Over the years, Ao Luan, for the sake of Wanling Country, had used some forceful means to subdue the major kingdoms of the Western Continent.

Unknowingly, people started calling her the Tyrant.

"Fairy Yunxiao."

The image of a crying face flashed in Wu Xing's mind.

"Ao Luan?"

Her name flickered through his heart.

"Being too awake isn't good."

Wu Xing shook his head, banishing that face from his mind.

He is not Sun Wukong right now; he knows what he should do.

His consciousness was still battling against the information flow of the Wanling map, and the dream was fragile.

Being too conscious here would pull him back into the Wanling map.

"I don't want to sleep again."

The young man lay on the back of the water buffalo, gazing at the endless sky with anticipation.

What has Wanling Country become now?

With such anticipation, the caravan carried him away from Yuhua State.

Just one day later, two more people arrived here.

"We are late."

Gazing down at the empty village from the clouds, Gold Star Taibai expressed regret: "The person His Majesty wanted has already been taken away."

"His Majesty cares so much about this person."

The Inspector Spirit Official asked, "Is he really the reincarnation of Wu Xiang?"

"That should be correct."

Gold Star Taibai nodded, "Wu Xiang fell in the last battle, and it took His Majesty twenty years to find a clue."

They hadn't found Wu Xiang's name in the Book of Life and Death; only in recent years did they discover that Wu Xiang's name had been transferred to the Western Continent and he had already reincarnated.

"This person is immensely talented; the Great Saint chose him even before he fell into slumber."

Gold Star Taibai said, "He is a key figure affecting the Southern Continent."

The inspector Spirit Official furrowed his brow upon hearing this, "Do the people of Wanling Country know his identity?"

"The only consolation is that they do not know it..."

Gold Star Taibai responded, "They have only deciphered part of the Great Saint's plan, but clearly they have not seen the bigger picture."

The two checked the village once more, confirmed there was no one around, and then soared back to the Eastern Continent.

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