Don't be misled by Nezha having Daluo immortals everywhere and Golden Immortals as common as dogs. Currently, Sun Wukong is merely at the True Immortal Peak.

Regular Heavenly Soldiers can achieve True Immortal status, making a modest commanding officer at the Heavenly Court; most are just recently elevated Human Immortals.

As for Sun Wukong sweeping away thousands of Heavenly Soldiers, those were Heavenly Soldiers composed of those with cultivation.As for Human Immortals, they've at least risen to become small team leaders, considered grassroots officials.

With the great battle of the Primordial coming to an end, all the immortals of the Primordial know that not long from now, a new Saint will emerge.

Though there's a wish to stop it, there's no power to turn things around.

Nezha returned to the Heavenly Court to recover from his injuries, while Sun Wukong and his disciples, healed once again by Guanyin, resumed their westward journey.

Now, Sun Wukong is brimming with excitement; he can't help it. His grandmaster is invincible across heaven and earth, and this is Sun Wukong's current mindset.

Guanyin didn't make things difficult for Xuanzang and his disciples, bringing them back to the spot on their westward path where they were previously captured by the Thunder God.

Meanwhile, the Thunder God didn't return to his Thunder Marsh, as it no longer exists in the Primordial. Where could he return?

He returned to the Ancestor Dragon Hall. Here, Ancestor Dragon didn't hold the majesty he did when facing other Dragon children and grandchildren. His projection at this moment was like a regular old man, seated with a walking stick, opposite the Thunder God.

"Even you can't probe his depths now?"

The Thunder God took a sip of wine, relaxed back on his chair, and said with resignation: "Brother, I'm just glad I came back safely. Look at the Nether River and Blood Sea, one axe cut a big chunk out of them, plus there's that masked man, whose fate is unknown."

Ancestor Dragon silently accompanied the Thunder God in taking a sip, and said with some melancholy: "Ah, I've grown old, indeed."

"Third Brother, you planning to head to the West afterwards?"

The Thunder God was indifferent to this; as long as he had his skills, he'll be alright anywhere.

"Those little rascals can't stay in Heavenly Prison forever, can they? Heading to the West, where there's a bit less freedom, isn't such a big deal."

"Brother, let's have another drink; I might not be able to come often after this."

The two had another round of drinks together. Then, the Thunder God rose and left the Ancestor Dragon Hall to head to the Western Spirit Mountain. Old Li from the Spirit Mountain had already discussed things with Nezha, courteously bestowing upon the Thunder God the title Thunder God Heavenly Dragon King Buddha.

Later, representatives were sent to the Heavenly Court for negotiations. Following some expenditures, the dragons imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison were finally released without charges.

This slightly supplemented Heavenly Court's finances, allowing the Immortals to receive some overdue wages, touching their hearts deeply.

Emperor Ziwei, so mighty!

Hao Tian? Really unfamiliar!

The Dragon Clan returned to the Ancestor Dragon Hall, and the Phoenix Clan that was there on a group tour also went their separate ways. The Heavenly Court finally regained its usual tranquility.

Except for Hao Tian's nominal standing as Lord of Three Realms being lost, the Heavenly Court was indeed peaceful, although its powers overlapped seriously. Now, the entire Three Realms knows that Nezha's strength is unbelievably formidable, so even if they suffer a bit, no one dares to say anything.

In the entire Heaven Palace, there's only one dominant voice; the efficiency of work has dramatically improved, which is truly a cause for celebration.

On the westward journey, Xuanzang and his disciples arrived at the next country, the much-anticipated Xiliang Country.

The four disciples first reached the Mother-child River. Road-weary, they saw the clear river water rich in spiritual energy and couldn't help but indulge in merrily drinking.

They hadn't yet realized the gravity of the situation, continuing to drink the sweet dew, before soon reaching the Royal City of Xiliang Country. The city architecture was distinctly different from the outside world, surprising the disciples greatly.

A man and three humanoid creatures appearing in the public eye quickly attracted a throng of women surrounding them.

The four disciples quickly noticed the difference between the women here and outside; the women here have wheat-colored skin, blue eyes, blond hair, wearing half-body armor revealing a section of the abdomen, and their joints and arms are largely bare.

Compared to the outside world, their attires appear exceptionally bold.

Indeed, it's not just one or two people dressed this way; everyone is dressed like this.

Bajie was practically drooling over the sight, while Xuanzang felt it was inappropriate to stare and raised his sleeve to cover his eyes.

The customs here differ from the Primordial; these people were actually brought over by Nezha from the Greek World, as descendants of War God Ares, originally all women.

As for why drinking water from the Mother-child River only results in daughters?

If you could have sons, who would still drink from the Mother-child River? When would those numerous True Spirits ever reincarnate?

The river water is there, clearly informing everyone that it will only result in daughters. If you choose to drink it, don't blame others for the consequences.

Amazon—now called Xiliang Country—only accepts women and is filled with hostility towards men, which is why they were directly situated beside the Mother-child River from the beginning.

Although Xuanzang always covered his face, the women in Xiliang are descendants of the War God; each an exceptional female warrior. They quickly surrounded the 'invading' man.

As for the three humanoid creatures posing any fear, their ancestors had seen countless beings with humanoid faces and animal bodies. Thus, they wouldn't fear beings with animal faces and humanoid bodies.

Sun Wukong, seeing the encirclement, raised his weapon to prepare for action. Meanwhile, Xuanzang loudly explained.

"Dear benefactors, I am a monk from Eastern Tang, heading to the Western Heaven to fetch scriptures. I mean no harm. As soon as we exchange passage documents, we'll be on our way."

While he explained loudly, on the other side someone had already reported to Queen Hippolyte of Xiliang—she was alive, indeed.

Ares had been arranged by Nezha to work in the underworld right after graduating from Lishan Academy; being a War God, the underworld full of Witch Clan elders suits him well.

In fact, Ares has been doing well in the underworld; he loves battle, the Witch Clan loves enjoying a good fight. Though Ares is relatively weak, his unwavering battle spirit won the Witch's approval.

Presently, Ares is a minor official in the underworld; he lacks much culture, but among the Witch Clan, he's considered a cultured person. Hippolyte, his own daughter, receives a bit of special treatment naturally.

When Hippolyte arrived, she saw Sun Wukong and company surrounded, then turned to Xuanzang, who explained loudly with closed eyes.

As the daughter of a War God, she most idolizes her father and powerful figures; the War God loves thrilling battles, and she's much the same.

Her first reaction upon seeing the handsome Xuanzang was to disdain him. Could such a weakling be called a man?

"Monk, we, in Xiliang Country, do not oppress outsiders like you. What is honored here is powerful warriors; as long as you can defeat us, we'll naturally let you continue westward."

Upon hearing so, Sun Wukong was thrilled. He loved competing most, and this Daughter Nation was full of women, having some martial skills but ultimately just mortals. How could he possibly lose?

"Alright, alright, how shall we compete?"

Xuanzang wasn't fond of fighting; he just wanted to pass through quickly. In a place filled with slender waists, beautiful navels, fair necks, and long legs, as a monk he had truly had enough!

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