Monkey King Finally Returned to Flower-Fruit Mountain, and in His Fury, One Staff Strike Scattered a Soul

Sun Wukong heard those words, tears streaming down his face like rain. "This disciple will remember Master's decree!!!"

With a master like this, what more could I ask for??

He taught you everything he knew. If anyone bullied you after you left, you could simply give them his name.

You couldn't beat them?? No problem—he would help you beat them up! He'd even wipe out their entire clan!!

Sun Qitian looked at Young Master Bin, tears glimmering in his eyes...

He was also Sun Wukong, but he was the Sun Wukong who had experienced five hundred years. Even now, he still remembered how Bodhi Patriarch had found an excuse to send him away, and had forbidden him from calling out his name after he returned.

Only now did he realize that it was because the time had come. Once he returned, he would fall into a series of schemes laid by the Buddhist sect...

He would take the Sea-Calming Divine Needle, stirring up a tsunami that drowned countless humans. In the end, the Buddhist sect would step forward to quell the tsunami and gain merit.

He would cause havoc in the underworld, allowing vengeful spirits to flood into the mortal world. Again, the Buddhist sect would step forward to save humanity, gain human faith, and receive merit from Heaven. As for Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva of the Buddhist sect, although he could not be said to have completely taken control of the underworld, the Ten Palace Yama Kings had already become his subordinates.

And so on and so forth—a whole series of events...

Compared with the Sun Wukong before him, Sun Qitian's life had been that of a monkey being toyed with and spun around by others...

"Wukong, this is the Chaos Star Rod I forged for you." At that moment, Young