Son Goku made a light little hop and landed directly beside Cheng Tian, then began sizing him up from head to toe.
With the conjunctivitis... Fiery Golden Eyes he had cultivated in Laojun's alchemy furnace, the eldest disciple could naturally tell at a glance that the Erlang Shen before him was a form created by using an ordinary mortal as a medium, combined in a manner similar to Spirit Strike. He could be called Erlang Shen, but he could also be called a derivative incarnation.
He was not a pet, much less an impostor. The Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Halberd and the third eye were both real.
"Sun Dasheng, it has been a long time. I trust you have been well."
After forcibly suppressing the unusual emotions seeping out from the template, Cheng Tian finally took the initiative to greet him.
This greeting was mainly spoken on someone else's behalf.
"Indeed, indeed~ It has been a long time, yet Erlang Shen has become much more courteous~"
Son Goku's impressions of Erlang Shen had largely remained frozen in the era of the Havoc in Heaven. Back then, Erlang Shen's mouth had been full of disdainful labels like "demon monkey" and "wretched monkey." Such respect now felt rather unfamiliar to him.
Still, five hundred years had passed. Even measured by the days in Heaven, that was a full five hundred days. Such a long time was enough to change many things.
"Rather, there have never been many in this world worthy of my courtesy."
Cheng Tian delivered that line in an extremely Erlang Shen-like manner, just short of pointing at the sky and calling everyone incompetent.
That single sentence immediately made Monkey Brother, who had never liked hiding his feelings, beam with delight. The more he looked at Cheng Tian, the more pleasing he