The True Great Expedition

"What do you mean?"

Monkey Brother asked rather impatiently.

"That world is rotten to its core. No matter how hard you and I try, we cannot change its fundamental nature. Even if you, Great Sage, regained all your divine powers, you still could not wipe out all the gods and Buddhas that fill that world."

Cheng Tian explained unhurriedly, yet with the air of someone patiently guiding him along.

"And don't forget, that is a derivative world born after changes occurred at a key node. In other words, although the intensity and methods differ, certain Underlying Logic are extremely similar. Great Sage, you have been to Wuzhuang Temple and personally knocked over the ginseng fruit tree. You should understand what I mean."

Following Cheng Tian's words, Monkey Brother suddenly recalled the treasure that had once guarded Wanshou Mountain's Wuzhuang Temple—the grass-returning elixir, even more precious than celestial peaches or golden pills—and the ginseng fruit tree he had knocked to the ground.

Thinking back now to those ginseng fruits, shaped like fully formed infants with complete limbs and features, Monkey Brother's body could not help trembling slightly.

They were said to be fruits formed from the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, stealing the very creation of heaven and earth. But why did they take on such lifelike infant forms? Monkey Brother had never understood the true reason.

"But then again, since the methods and intensity differ, even if only for the sake of their own hypocritical reputations, if the gods and Buddhas of this world learned what their counterparts in that other world were like, they probably wouldn't just stand by and do nothing, would they?"

"Just tell me what you want Old Sun to do! All this beating around the bush is annoying!"

Monkey Brother looked anxious, as though