The little raft rocked unsteadily.
Carried by the ocean current, no one knew where it was headed...
Soon enough.
A fierce wind rose over the sea.
The waves surged up. The already battered little raft was like a leaf in a raging current, seeming ready to be torn apart as it tossed up and down, nearly throwing Sun Wukong into the sea...
Yet strangely enough:
Sun Wukong still did not wake up!
"What's going on?"
"This monkey didn't drink today! Why is he sleeping so deeply, without the slightest reaction..."
Five Directions Ksitigarbha and Six Ding and Six Jia hid in the void. Watching the little raft spin endlessly below, they could not help exchanging glances.
Was the aftereffect of monkey wine really that strong?
"What do we do?"
"Should we step in?"
One of them quietly spoke up.
Golden Head Ksitigarbha looked at Sun Wukong, who was still sleeping blissfully below, and could not help snorting.
"This monkey truly has remarkable composure!"
"He can remain as steady as a mountain amid raging winds and towering waves..."
He then let out a soft sigh.
"Do it!"
What else could they do if they did not act?
Were they supposed to watch the broken raft beneath Sun Wukong fall apart? Watch Sun Wukong be swallowed by the waves? Their duty was to protect Sun Wukong and ensure that nothing happened to him on his quest for the Dao. Naturally, they did not wish to bear that responsibility.
A moment later.
The wind ceased, and the rain stopped. Everything suddenly became still.
Even the little raft beneath Sun Wukong seemed to flash with a faint glow. Blessed by Five Directions Ksitigarbha, it looked battered and decrepit, yet it had actually become incomparably sturdy...
Sun Wukong had originally only been pretending to sleep.