Sun Wukong felt his heart become utterly clear.
His thoughts were incomparably lucid...
As Zhen Yuanzi expounded the Dao, the many doubts that had plagued him for so long suddenly vanished. At once, he felt as though he could continue advancing boldly along the path of the Grand Dao.
Just as he was about to bow to Great Immortal Zhenyuan and thank him, Zhu Bajie came muttering into view outside the hall, his face full of misery. Sun Wukong forcibly swallowed the "Martial Uncle" that was about to leave his lips and instead said to Zhen Yuanzi:
"Thank you for your guidance, Great Immortal!"
Zhen Yuanzi smiled and nodded.
At this moment, Zhu Bajie had already entered first.
His incomparably resentful gaze landed on Sun Wukong, practically solid in substance. Sun Wukong subconsciously turned back to look and could not help laughing.
"Bajie, how did you end up like this?"
Zhu Bajie's face was bruised and swollen. Whether it had been Qingfeng or Mingyue, they clearly had not held back. Though that was not quite right either... if they had truly struck without restraint, he would not merely have suffered superficial flesh wounds.
Zhu Bajie said mournfully:
"Monkey Brother, did you know all along?"
"Were you deliberately trying to see Old Pig make a fool of himself?"
Who would have thought that Qingfeng and Mingyue, who had flown into a rage after being needled a few times and behaved like children, possessed such cultivation? Even he, the mighty Marshal Tian Peng, had been no match for them...
Then he recalled Sun Wukong's earlier suggestion.
Zhu Bajie immediately felt that Sun Wukong had been deliberately teasing him!
Sun Wukong laughed again when he heard that.
"How could that be?"
"You're my junior brother..."
At that moment, Zhen Yuanzi also chuckled as