This Has Really Blown Up

When Sun Wukong heard this, he asked doubtfully, "Master, do you not like Old Sun? Why are you making me forget my school the moment I finish learning my skills? I was even thinking of caring for you in your old age and seeing you off at the end."

Ancestor Bodhi silently stroked his beard and thought, Caring for me in my old age and seeing me off? Well, your master is a Sage's Good Corpse, deathless and indestructible. There's really no need for that...

With that thought, Ancestor Bodhi chuckled. "Disciple, just focus on cultivating the Seventy-two Transformations and the Great Celestial Immortal Technique. Your master is going back to sleep first." With that, he went straight back into his room.

Watching Ancestor Bodhi's departing figure, Sun Wukong muttered to himself, Could the Patriarch be messing with me? A master who has reached such a realm still needs to sleep?

With that thought, Sun Wukong did not dwell on it and devoted himself to cultivation. Half a year passed just like that. Having mastered the Seventy-two Transformations and the Great Celestial Immortal Technique, and with his cultivation reaching the Golden Immortal realm, Sun Wukong could not resist showing off before his fellow disciples.

One of his senior brothers stepped forward and said, "Good heavens, Master treats the monkey well. He even taught him the means to evade the Three Disasters..."

Sun Wukong asked doubtfully, "Senior Brother, can you tell me what the Three Disasters are?"

The senior brother stroked his chin. "The Three Disasters are wind, fire, and lightning, collectively called the Three Disasters. The Great Celestial Immortal Technique you cultivate is the wondrous way of the Golden Core: it seizes the creation of Heaven and Earth and encroaches upon the mysteries of sun and moon. Once the core