Zhunti: Holy Crap, This Won't Do

Seeing this, Sun Wukong chuckled. "Little brat, it's been many days since we last met. Old Sun will play with you..." With that, he raised the Golden Cudgel and met the attack with a casual swing.

Then, the shadow of the cudgel collided with the streak of sword light. A powerful wave of energy instantly spread out, and Sun Wukong was sent flying far back by that single strike.

On Mount Sumeru, inside the Grand Hall, Zhunti, who was observing the battle through the Buddha Light Mirror, froze. "Oh no, this is trouble... Qingping seems to be ready to go all out..."

Jieyin grimaced. "Junior Brother, back then, you said Qingping had no Immortal Root. He's holding a grudge against you..."

After thinking for a moment, Zhunti said, "If I hadn't sent him away and left him at Mount Lingtai Fangcun, who knows what trouble he might have caused? I never expected that brat to hold a grudge for so long. Do children all bear grudges like this?"

Amitabha chuckled. "Ahem, Zhunti, are you stupid? You're covered by that so-called new heavens, but he isn't. As far as Qingping is concerned, you only told him he had no Immortal Root a few days ago. Of course he's holding a grudge..."

Zhunti froze at his words. "What the Demon God says makes perfect sense. Then... what should we do?"

After pondering briefly, Amitabha said, "Simple. Give him some benefits. Children like that are the easiest to fool... No matter how angry they are, they won't turn down benefits. Especially one who follows that Yun Ting fellow. Hmm, I saw the shadow of the Dao of Commerce in him... I fear the Dao of Commerce in the Primordial Wilderness may fall upon that brat in the future."

Zhunti froze again. "Please explain