Chaos, nothingness in obliteration.

This is a gray world, where the stars have lost their luster.

Several beams of Immortal Light appeared out of nowhere, crossing the chaos, then converging in one spot.

"Junior brother, there's nothing here."

Immortal Zhenyuan and others searched around ten thousand miles nearby but found nothing: "Are you sure you felt something?"

"No, there must be something nearby."

Sun Wukong stopped and stared at a void, his fingertip holding a glowing Immortal Talisman, dazzling and brilliant as if countless stars were revolving around it.

"Break!"

He stretched out his hand, and like an arrow released from its bow, the Immortal Talisman shot into the void.

With a "boom," the Immortal Talisman hit a hidden barrier, and in an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, space shattered, revealing an Immortal Island shrouded in clouds and mist.

The Immortal Island burst into thousands of glimmers, with green mountains and clear waters above, willows gently swaying, unaffected by the stirring chaos around it.

"Whose abode is this?"

God-beating Whip was extremely astonished; there was such an Immortal Mountain Blessed Land in the chaos!

Compared to this Immortal Island, the place he used to live was nothing but a cattle pen.

"I know this place."

Sun Wukong's eyes sparkled, he took the lead and gracefully flew into the Immortal Island.

Everyone hurriedly followed.

Outside the pharmacy, the Golden Boy and Jade Maiden had been waiting for a long time.

"Sun Heavenly Emperor, welcome back to the pharmacy."

Upon seeing Sun Wukong, they bowed in greeting.

"It really is you; congratulations, Fa Cai."

Sun Wukong and his group landed outside the pharmacy.

"Three years have not seen, the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor remains."

Golden Boy and Jade Maiden were quite happy; it was rare for them to see guests, and they thought it would be another hundred years before seeing Sun Wukong, but he came on his own.

"Three years?"

Sun Wukong was surprised in his heart; it had not been three years since he last saw the pharmacy.

But, upon reflection, he had passed through several worlds and was once trapped in time by the Heavenly Machine, altogether indeed it had been three years.

"Why are you here?"

Sun Wukong asked.

"We are here to do business."

Golden Boy and Jade Maiden replied, "That Star Palace no longer needs us, the shopkeeper estimated that in another hundred years there would be a guest—your appearance, Heavenly Emperor, was beyond the shopkeeper's expectation."

They couldn't help but laugh.

"Just now, the shopkeeper was not sure if you could find us!"

"Now he's put in his place."

Golden Boy and Jade Maiden said, "Heavenly Emperor is indeed as the rumors say, here to break through stubborn ignorance."

"Stubborn ignorance?"

Sun Wukong furrowed his brow; the pharmacy, just like last time, was shrouded in mystery.

"Did you just say that the shopkeeper is here today?"

He wanted to meet the owner of the place.

"The owner is inside, please come in, Heavenly Emperor."

Golden Boy and Jade Maiden immediately led the way, bringing everyone into the pharmacy.

Inside the pharmacy sat an elderly Daoist, with the hair of a youth and cloaked in a blue Immortal robe, exuding the aura of the Tao.

Upon seeing Sun Wukong, a glint of relief flashed in his eyes, saying, "Having long heard the name of Sun Heavenly Emperor, one could hardly believe, today indeed you've broken my Hongmeng Barrier, truly living up to your reputation."

"Hongmeng Barrier?"

Hearing the term Hongmeng again, Sun Wukong asked, "What is the relation of this barrier to the Hongmeng World?"

"This, however, cannot be revealed."

The old Daoist smiled, and with a sweep of his long sleeve, seven or eight children appeared before Sun Wukong and others, respectfully setting out a table and pouring tea.

"Please, have a seat."

The old Daoist spoke.

Immortal Zhenyuan and Sun Wukong both frowned.

They looked at those children serving tea, who all turned out to be real people.

Creating objects out of thin air is no impressive spell, but creating people out of nothing is different.

"This shopkeeper is very strong."

After sitting down, Immortal Zhenyuan thought to himself, "Perhaps only slightly less powerful than me."

"This shopkeeper is quite powerful."

Sun Wukong also analyzed in his mind, "I'm afraid he might be even more formidable than the Immortal."

He asked the old Daoist, "How should I address Daoist friend?"

"The Heavenly Emperor calls me Immortal Qian."

The old Daoist replied, "In my youth, I was fortunate enough to eat the leaves of the Qian tree, transforming into a Jade Immortal with a body clear as crystal. The Daoists in Chaos all address me as Immortal Qian."

Daoists in Chaos?

Sun Wukong caught the key point and grew even more curious about the old Daoist, knowing he could answer many of his questions.

"Immortal Qian..."

Sun Wukong was about to ask his questions when Immortal Zhenyuan suddenly stood up.

"Esteemed brother!"

He had a faint pallor, and his eyes conveyed a look of disbelief.

"What's wrong?"

Sun Wukong asked.

"This is Ginsengfruit tea!"

Immortal Zhenyuan pointed to the teacup, saying, "This person must have stolen my Ginsengfruit!"

As soon as he had spoken, the old Daoist burst into laughter.

"Immortal, do not be alarmed, this Ginsengfruit was cultivated by me and is not yours."

He stroked his beard and added, "If you don't believe me, you can follow Golden Boy to the back mountain to see; the Ginseng Fruit Tree is planted there."

"I'll go and see!"

Immortal Zhenyuan immediately stood up and left with Golden Boy.

The Ginseng Fruit Tree held a unique place in his heart; it was a treasure of the Three Realms, not to be taken lightly.

With Immortal Zhenyuan gone, Sun Wukong turned to question the old Daoist.

"What place is this, is it outside the Heavenly Court?"

"This area for a million li around is bereft of the Star Palace, a deserted place."

The old Daoist answered, "But it still falls under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court."

Sun Wukong chuckled coldly, "Then why does the White Robed Venerate bother with such mystery, not stopping me himself?"

The old Daoist was taken aback.

How is it possible, the White Robed Venerate meticulously planned, and yet Sun Wukong pointed it out directly.

"Why does the Heavenly Emperor say this?"

The old Daoist asked.

"The appearance of those three Divine Birds was too coincidental."

Sun Wukong calmly replied.

The sudden appearance of the firebird naturally made him suspicious that someone might be trying to stop him.

However, a firebird would not be able to lie in his presence without being discovered, and their words were indeed true.

Since it was true, it meant someone had calculated these firebirds from behind, and the only one capable of this was the White Robed Venerate.

"Heavenly Emperor is truly ingenious."

The old Daoist, after hearing the analysis, couldn't help but marvel.

"But I don't understand."

Sun Wukong asked, "Why would the White Robed Venerate use such methods?"

It was very strange to him; if he wanted to stop him, the White Robed Venerate himself could just do it, there was no need to devise such complex methods.

Such delay of his limited time seemed meaningless.

"I can tell you the reason."

The old Daoist stroked his beard and said, "But this time is different from the last; it requires the Heavenly Emperor to exchange a treasure for it."

Sun Wukong slightly frowned, plucking a Monkey Hair from his body.

"Would this work?"

The old Daoist was stunned again; skilled in deduction, he never imagined Sun Wukong would pull out a hair.

He was more astonished by Sun Wukong now than he had been in hundreds of years.

"What's going on?"

The old Daoist calculated in his mind and understood—Sun Wukong was leaving this hair as a beacon for future searches.

"Truly not an ordinary Heavenly Emperor."

The old Daoist was deeply moved but nodded in agreement, "Of course."

Sun Wukong's Monkey Hair was a treasure; the old Daoist instructed the attendants to carefully store it before speaking, "The White Robed Venerate has gone ahead of you, seeking the Three Realms."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong was greatly shocked, "What is he doing in the Three Realms?"

Then, he calmed down again.

The White Robed Venerate was not from the Three Realms; finding him there would be nearly impossible.

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