"Fairy."
Wanling City, Anjingsi entered the grand hall.
"The Great Saint has sent a message."
He informed Ao Luan of the news from the Southern Continent.
"Transmitting dragon chariot technology."
On hearing the news, Ao Luan first furrowed her brows, then relaxed them.
"Since it is my elder brother's request, I will notify the Immortal."
Anjingsi nodded, "There is another matter."
"What is it?"
"Yuqing has opened up the Immortal Path at Seven Extremes Mountain and is recruiting Immortal Dao Disciples with good potential throughout the entire Wanling Country," said Anjingsi.
Ao Luan thought for a moment, then nodded, "Don't worry, let him do it."
She knew this was also what Sun Wukong was expecting.
Those with good potential use the traditional cultivation methods, while those with poor potential can make up for it with the Wanling Immortal Path.
The two are not in conflict.
Ao Luan also believed that the children of Wanling Country, even if they learned the Three Thousand Immortal Paths, wouldn't change much.
"What is the Jade Emperor doing?"
Ao Luan was somewhat curious, "Is he not with Yuqing?"
"No."
Anjingsi nodded, "Your Majesty is still learning; occasionally he leaves the library to play chess with the Grandmaster."
"He's really patient," Ao Luan remarked.
Sun Wukong had already completed the arrangements in the Eastern Continent and began to establish his authority.
Yet the Jade Emperor had not done anything.
"The elder brother is indeed impressive," Ao Luan said, unaware that that impressive elder brother was now single-mindedly searching for something.
The thing Sun Wukong was looking for was the Black Lotus.
After leaving the Southern Continent, he came to the border of the Demon Kingdom, searching among the demons and spirits of the mountains to see if he could come across another Black Lotus.
That peculiar Black Lotus had piqued his curiosity.
However, after searching for a long time and eliminating hundreds of demons, he still hadn't found one.
"There might be one inside."
Sun Wukong gazed at the land shrouded in black fog.
The Demon Kingdom established by the Six-Eared Macaque was the most mysterious place in the Eastern Continent.
Rumors claimed it was the hell on earth for humans; others suggested its prosperity could rival that of Huaguo Mountain.
Wukong sent an avatar to stealthily investigate, and found both rumors to be true.
It was a hell for the Human Clan, but for demons—it was considered quite prosperous.
The Six-Eared Macaque used his acquired knowledge to establish the Demon Kingdom. Although it couldn't compare with Wanling Country, in the Eastern Continent, no human kingdom could surpass it anymore.
"It's truly troublesome..."
Wukong was in a dilemma.
The fighting capability of the Demon Kingdom was not a trouble for him; if he wished, he could easily eradicate the country.
But for demons, this place wasn't evil at all; striking out would offend countless demons.
And then there was the Six-Eared Macaque.
Unlike other demons, the Six-Eared Macaque, with its ability to heed all things, was as slippery as an eel and hard to catch.
Even if Wukong wiped out the Demon Kingdom, without capturing the Six-Eared Macaque, it would only arouse enmity and endless troubles.
Wukong was not afraid of it, but he had to consider the citizens of Wanling Country and Huaguo Mountain.
If not necessary, he had no wish to openly antagonize the Six-Eared Macaque.
That Six-Eared Macaque was also very smart; in the two years since Wukong arrived in the Eastern Continent, no demons hindered his plans, clearly the Six-Eared Macaque did not want to be Wukong's enemy either.
"Sly critter," Wukong thought to himself.
He was about to give up searching for the Black Lotus when suddenly, a ray of light flew out of the Demon Kingdom.
"Great Saint."
Emperor Qinghua spotted Sun Wukong and voluntarily descended.
"What brings the Great Emperor here?" Wukong asked, somewhat pleased.
"I came here to rescue people."
Emperor Qinghua took out the Nine-Colored Lotus, and as Sun Wukong looked over, he could see countless tiny figures sleeping within.
"Great Emperor is truly compassionate," Wukong exclaimed.
Emperor Qinghua shook his head, "It's just a minor kindness, nothing compared to the Great Saint."
He is known as the Savior of Sufferings, his incarnations as many as the grains of sand, responding to all requests and seeking out cries of suffering, his merit boundless.
But ultimately, these are but small acts of kindness that cannot change the cycle of cause and effect.
Emperor Qinghua had journeyed with Sun Wukong for over a decade, and recognized that his actions, which could change the heavens and the earth, were the true great acts of benevolence.
"I have yet to thank you for the matters in the Southern Continent,"
Emperor Qinghua said, "Does the Great Saint need more manpower right now?"
He was grateful for what Sun Wukong had done in the Southern Continent and wanted to continue doing things for him.
"No."
But Sun Wukong refused.
Emperor Qinghua looked at him, then sighed with emotion.
"Great Saint, with your fivefold beauty, if you ever have a request in the future, I shall comply without hesitation."
He bowed and took his leave with the Nine-Colored Lotus.
No sooner had Emperor Qinghua left than another figure descended from the sky.
"You've been watching all along?"
Sun Wukong looked over.
Emperor Ziwei nodded.
"Why did you refuse Emperor Qinghua?"
He then asked.
Emperor Qinghua's status was no less than his own, and there was no reason to decline his proactive offer to help Sun Wukong.
"The value of Emperor Qinghua does not lie in this."
Sun Wukong replied.
He was more than happy to have Emperor Qinghua's help, but clearly, every bit of Emperor Qinghua's power could be used in more appropriate places.
'Wu Xing' needed Emperor Qinghua because of weakness, but Sun Wukong did not.
"You really are an odd one."
Emperor Ziwei said.
After observing for a while, his hostility towards Sun Wukong had also lessened.
"If the Great Saint is lacking manpower, you can ask me to arrange it."
Emperor Ziwei continued.
Sun Wukong was somewhat surprised by his words.
Emperor Ziwei's attitude had changed.
After pondering, Sun Wukong said,
"In that case..."
He unhesitatingly asked Emperor Ziwei for the Curtain General.
"What use is he to you?"
Emperor Ziwei was surprised, but still agreed.
Two days later, the Curtain General arrived at the Wanling Immortal Sect.
Daji circled around the Curtain General a few times, feeling that he was not so remarkable.
"Big guy, why did the Great King fancy you?"
Daji was curious.
During this period, she had met many Immortals on the Three Thousand Immortal Paths, and her horizons had been greatly broadened.
"This..."
The Curtain General didn't know how to respond.
He did not know the reason either.
"Great King,"
Daji turned back to look at Sun Wukong.
"Because he's honest,"
Sun Wukong replied.
For some reason, ever since causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, he had not seen the Heavenly Book again.
The longer the time passed, the more he missed the things recorded in the Heavenly Book; each and every one was a treasure.
Sun Wukong had a fondness for his brother Sand in the Heavenly Book, and on the other hand, this Curtain General was indeed honest.
"What work do you want to do?"
Sun Wukong asked the Curtain General.
"Drawing curtains."
The Curtain General saluted.
This answer was so natural that it left Sun Wukong stunned for quite some time.
"Besides this, do you have any other skills?"
Sun Wukong inquired, "Do you have any particular skills?"
The Curtain General fell into deep thought.
Having rolled up curtains for who knows how long, he genuinely couldn't think of anything else he could do.
"Great Saint..."
After a long while, the Curtain General said, "How about, I help you convey messages?"
"..."
Sun Wukong thought to himself, indeed, this was his simple-hearted junior brother.
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