Everyone's eyes were glued to Sun Wukong; the hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

But after a long wait, Sun Wukong showed no reaction whatsoever.

"How will my worthy brother fare?"

Immortal Zhenyuan asked with concern.

"He will weep bitterly."

Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad said with certainty.

To counteract the effects of the Supreme Forget Love elixir, the emotions of the Heavenly Emperor would be fully stimulated, revealing the vulnerability of his inner heart.

Lord Lao Zi had somewhat of a schadenfreude, waiting to see Sun Wukong in tears.

"Why isn't he crying yet?"

After waiting a little longer, Immortal Zhenyuan couldn't help saying, "It would be simpler if I just beat him."

He took out his Immortal Hammer, looking eager to have a go.

Emperor Qinghua looked at him bewilderedly. Why did the Immortal always want to hit Sun Wukong?

Of course, under the murderous glares of Emperor Donghua and Ao Luan, Immortal Zhenyuan's hammer ultimately failed to come crashing down.

It was only after an incense stick's worth of time had passed that everyone saw a tear slide from the corner of Sun Wukong's eye.

"He actually held back for so long!"

Lord Lao Zi was secretly surprised and also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least Sun Wukong had cried.

"He's shedding tears."

Both Immortal Zhenyuan and Emperor Donghua's gaze were completely captivated by that tear drop.

Two faint lights flashed on Sun Wukong's body.

Their hearts pounded, sensing a familiar pull on their divine souls.

"It's me..."

Both thought at the same time.

The two lights appeared simultaneously, both wanting to come forth; however, there was only one tear, and in their reluctance to yield, they twined together.

Lord Lao Zi and the Queen Mother felt their hearts stir as they watched that teardrop, sensing something on Sun Wukong that resonated with their souls, something that felt both incredibly familiar and utterly foreign.

"Did we exist in those two hundred years as well?"

They immersed themselves in the profound connection, hoping to see more clearly.

At that moment, a clear light suddenly burst from Sun Wukong's heart, darting straight towards and snatching the tear away.

"Ao Luan."

Immortal Zhenyuan shouted angrily: "You are stealing my stuff again!"

Everything happened in an instant. By the time he turned around, the tear had already merged into Ao Luan's brow, impossible to take back.

Once again, a surge of Immortal Energy condensed around Ao Luan, cloaked in clouds as if draped in Heavenly Clothes.

A look of absent-mindedness flashed through her eyes as she glimpsed through two centuries of temporal rivers, moistening the corners of her eyes.

"Elder brother!"

Ao Luan flew towards Sun Wukong, her expression somewhat agitated.

"What's wrong with her?"

All the immortals present were stunned.

Ao Luan had become more beautiful once again, her black hair like a waterfall, her skin like ice and bones made of jade.

What was even more incredible was that she now possessed a certain majesty that couldn't be attributed to an increase in cultivation.

"Stop."

Lord Lao Zi was alarmed by Ao Luan's transformation, but still swept his Buddha Dust, pulling her back: "The influence of the Supreme Forget Love has not yet dissipated. Do not disturb the Great Saint."

With reddened eyes, Ao Luan looked at Sun Wukong, still resting with closed eyes, and stood to the side biting her lip.

"Fairy."

Emperor Qinghua approached her, his gaze holding a touch of warmth.

"Would you give the Wanling Immortal Path a try?"

He said this.

Ao Luan found it strange but nodded, casually casting another spell she was adept with.

A White Dragon appeared out of nowhere, coiled beside her, whiskers waving majestically and regally.

Lord Lao Zi and the others watched this scene with faces full of disbelief.

The Cultivation Technique used by Ao Luan, they had never seen before.

"Could what the Great Saint said be true?"

The Queen Mother felt a bit shaken; she couldn't think of any other reason for such a sudden change in Ao Luan.

"Is it truly the Hidden Soul?"

Lord Lao Zi, in contrast to the Queen Mother, entertained an additional thought, shocked but already beginning to believe Sun Wukong's words.

"Wanling Immortal Path!"

Ao Luan's eyes lit up, her surprise no less than the others.

Without the Wanling Tree, without the Spiritual Network, how could the Wanling Immortal Path still be used?

"Great Emperor?"

She cast an inquiring look at Emperor Qinghua.

"As expected."

Upon seeing that Ao Luan, like himself, could employ the Wanling Immortal Path, Emperor Qinghua had concluded as much.

"The Great Saint has attained the Heavenly Dao, and no longer relies on a medium."

Sun Wukong carries the Wanling Heavenly Dao; the so-called Heavenly Dao is the law that exists within the Three Realms.

Upon hearing this, Ao Luan couldn't help feeling thrilled, but looking at the White Dragon, her brow furrowed slightly.

"This spell is more strenuous to control than the miniature world."

According to her understanding of the Wanling Immortal Path, it shouldn't be like this.

"Of course."

Emperor Qinghua explained for her: "The Heavenly Dao of the Great Saint needs to blend with the Three Realms; for now, it is advisable not to employ the excessively powerful Wanling Immortal Path."

Only then did Ao Luan come to a sudden realization, promptly dispelling the spell.

In the midst of their conversation, another ray of light suddenly shone upon Sun Wukong, its magnificence and brilliance surpassing the three previous beams.

"Buddha."

Everyone seemed to understand the identity of the light for no apparent reason.

However, no sooner had the beam of light emerged than it was caught by a force and slowly retracted back into Sun Wukong's body.

That was Sun Wukong's power; he was pulling back the will of the Buddha.

Everyone breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief.

Yet, as they relaxed, an anomaly occurred once again—a beam of light suddenly burst forth in the chaos.

Taking advantage of the moment while everyone was distracted, the light carried a teardrop and shot out of the hall.

"This is bad!"

Emperor Qinghua's face changed color.

He couldn't intercept in time, and the beam of light streaked across the sky, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

"Six-Eared Macaque."

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and spoke.

The effects of Supreme Forget Love were indeed extraordinary.

It was just a pity; after struggling so hard to squeeze out two teardrops, one ended up benefitting the Six-Eared Macaque.

"Great Saint."

Upon hearing the name of the Six-Eared Macaque, Emperor Qinghua's face turned ashen: "What should we do now?"

"No matter."

Sun Wukong stood up and answered, "That Six-Eared Macaque is smart. He knows what he should and shouldn't do."

"If he does what he shouldn't..."

Sun Wukong's gaze turned towards the Western Continent: "He knows what the consequences will be."

A somewhat cold voice entered the ears of the Six-Eared Macaque without missing a word.

"As long as I obtain the Hidden Soul and my divine skills greatly improve, I will not be afraid of you."

The Six-Eared Macaque laughed while joyfully welcoming the teardrop falling from the sky.

The teardrop plunged into his body, and the smile on the Six-Eared Macaque's face suddenly froze.

His eyes widened in shock as his face turned from red to white, then ghastly pale.

"Sun Wukong, you really did destroy the Three Realms!"

The Six-Eared Macaque cried out, as if his backside was on fire, not even looking where he was going, he began to run.

A monster that would destroy the world on a whim.

He truly could not afford to provoke it!

In the Heavenly Palace, Sun Wukong left Ao Luan behind and had everyone else withdraw.

Immortal Zhenyuan and Emperor Donghua left bearing their quiet anger, while Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad and the Queen Mother departed with complex thoughts etched between their brows.

Sun Wukong redirected his gaze.

"Which Ao Luan are you?"

He asked Ao Luan.

"There is no 'which'."

Ao Luan replied, "There is only one Ao Luan."

Sun Wukong furrowed his brows slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"I can't explain it clearly either."

Ao Luan frowned, her head still in some disarray, and said, "Brother, have you ever thought why that world could feel so real?"

"Perhaps both versions of me are real, just separated."

She said this in confusion herself.

But Ao Luan faintly felt that she did not possess another Ao Luan's memories, nor was she a fusion of two different souls, but had returned to her true self.

Sun Wukong suddenly realized that there were still many mysteries in the Heavenly Book left unsolved.

He set that aside for the moment, looking at Ao Luan's waterfall-like long hair, he had a thought and raised his hand to cast a spell.

The creational power of the Wanling Immortal Path materialized into a simple sandalwood hairpin.

Sun Wukong handed the hairpin to Ao Luan.

"What is this?"

Ao Luan asked.

"A gift."

Sun Wukong replied.

"A gift?"

Ao Luan looked at the hairpin in her hand with disbelief.

The hairpin was decorated with simple carvings, exuding a rustic and charming charm.

It was not a wooden sword this time!

Ao Luan wanted to pinch her face to see if she was dreaming.

But she held back.

She cradled the hairpin in her hands, looking at it fondly.

"This hairpin is imbued with the power of Wanling Heavenly Dao; it will protect you."

Sun Wukong looked at Ao Luan with a smile: "The management of the Heavenly Palace in the future will still depend on you."

"Rest assured, brother."

Ao Luan safely tucked away the hairpin, saying, "I know what to do."

"You manage it better than I do."

Sun Wukong's gaze was soft; regardless of what the Six-Eared Macaque was up to, Ao Luan's return was the happiest thing for him.

With her, Emperor Donghua, and Master Puti, he could take the time to go to the Underworld.

"Only by taking control of the Underworld can one truly control the Three Realms."

Sun Wukong shared his thoughts with Ao Luan.

Ao Luan had no objections.

The current Sun Wukong, no matter where he went, would be invincible.

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