Immortal Dao Slays the Three Corpses
He had long suspected Gu Shaoshang's origins.
After they met, Gu Shaoshang had heard his name and laughed. "Why must one be buried in their homeland? Wherever life takes one, there are green hills."
Though he had been somewhat puzzled at the time, he had only assumed that this world truly had such a saying and had not paid it much mind.
Although he had traveled the world afterward, he had never looked deeply into the matter. Now that he had heard of Journey to the West, he would have been a fool not to realize the truth.
"A transmigrator..."
Gu Shaoshang softly savored the term. It had truly been far too long since he had heard it.
Within the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, whether by fortunate coincidence or the schemes of countless great powers, there were simply too many people who traveled through time and space.
It was nothing unusual.
"I suppose so."
Gu Shaoshang nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
"What's a transmigrator?"
Black Dog leaned closer and poked his head over to look at the Journey to the West world in Gu Shaoshang's palm.
"...Nothing, nothing."
Li Qingshan came back to his senses, drew a deep breath, and composed himself.
Before Brother Gu, his state of mind always seemed to become unsteady without his noticing, as though he had returned to being that cowherd boy from back then.
"Great Sage, would you care to enter and take a look?"
Gu Shaoshang looked at Sun Wukong and said, "After cultivating for a thousand years, with all those regrets... do you wish to revisit them?"
At that moment, Sun Wukong stared blankly at the world in Gu Shaoshang's palm. More precisely, he was staring at Eastern Continent of Shenzhou, Aolai Country, Flower-Fruit Mountain...
His expression