"Of course. Saints are immortal through countless calamities, indestructible through countless calamities, free to do as they please. But if they encounter an enemy beyond the level of a Saint, then they deserve whatever comes to them."
Qin Jun chuckled. He had to give Sun Wukong a warning in advance, lest Sun Wukong fall into demonic madness after becoming a Saint and slaughter even his own kin—including Qin Jun.
Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba were both stirred with excitement.
"Your Majesty, what about me?" Li Yuanba could not help asking.
Qin Jun glanced at him and said, "That depends on your talent. I will help you all later, but how high you can rise will still depend on yourselves."
"My talent is definitely stronger than that monkey's!"
"Hey! Watch out, or I'll beat you to death!"
"Oh? With just you?"
Seeing the two hotheads about to start fighting, Qin Jun gave a fake cough, immediately silencing them.
Qin Jun's cultivation had now reached Grand Unity Supreme Immortal Realm Perfection. He had once sparred with them both, and they had all lost to him.
At first, Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba had refused to accept it.
But over the course of two months, they frequently challenged Qin Jun to spar, only to lose every time.
Qin Jun possessed vast divine abilities, and his physical body was ridiculously powerful. His Extreme Dao Flame Fire in particular was even stronger than Samadhi True Fire and True Sun Fire, leaving Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba in utter misery.
"There is a viciousness buried deep in your bones. If you become a Saint, you may very well turn into a mad demon."
Qin Jun continued. The moment Sun Wukong heard this, he fell silent.
Qin Jun had once asked Patriarch Bodhi why Sun Wukong carried