Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.
Sun Wukong stood in the great hall, scratching his ears and cheeks before the Jade Emperor.
"Wukong, take a look. These are the mortals you spoke of. Mortals support immortals, and immortals serve mortals. Yet things have become like this. Can you still blame us this time? What can you blame us for? We have already given them everything we could."
Sun Wukong had nothing to say.
This time, he had no reason to curse Heaven.
He really wanted to curse people.
What a fucking bunch of worthless lives. They had everything and still refused to live properly, claiming to be bored every single day.
They could reincarnate endlessly and never worry about food or drink, yet all they thought about was how to end their boring lives. He simply could not understand it.
"Great Heavenly Lord, I have long known that mortal desires are limitless. I also knew they would eat from the bowl, then put it down and curse the one who fed them. They now have no worries about food, drink, or lifespan, yet they are still so despicable. Indeed, I can no longer blame you. I'll go down and find them myself."
With that, Sun Wukong descended to the Lower Realm.
After arriving, he found a fat man.
Sun Wukong asked, "Fatso, are you happy now?"
"I'm not happy."
Sun Wukong asked in confusion, "Why? You have food and drink, you are immortal, and you still aren't happy?"
"All of this is too fake. Without real death, there can be no real life." The fat man rubbed his belly and looked toward a nearby chicken-leg stall.
Sun Wukong sent the fat man flying Beyond the Ninth Heaven with one blow of his staff. He became part of the clouds, a blood-red Sunset