Near Buzhou Mountain, beside a river.
The monkey rubbed his hands, looking around nervously. His expression was tinged with hesitation, as if he had yet to make up his mind.
In the end, he steeled his heart and turned his gaze toward the river before him.
Although he had only just arrived in the Primordial World, many things were common knowledge, engraved within the traces of the Heavenly Dao. Naturally, it was not difficult for the monkey to learn about them.
Leaving was impossible. He was not a fool, much less an idiot.
Judging from how impressive, mighty, and wise River God Senior had looked just now—even the Gate of Taboo had been bullied into acting like a wronged little wife—how could River God Senior fail to notice his arrival?
The monkey would never believe that.
When they returned to the Primordial World, even the Heavenly Dao had sensed something, though it had yet to find any traces. If even the Heavenly Dao could sense it, then River God Senior certainly could as well. The result was obvious even to someone kicking with his feet.
The monkey knew exactly what he had to do.
The fact that River God Senior had not appeared yet meant that he was giving him a chance to save face. If he refused to take it, the consequences would be unimaginable—and utterly unbearable.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, the monkey took a deep breath and cleared away his distracting thoughts. Without hesitation, he decisively threw two-thirds of his true spirit into the river.
His true spirit!
That was right, his true spirit!!!
Two-thirds of his true spirit!
The monkey's thoughts were simple.
Have him throw in some treasure?
He had been reincarnated into the Primordial World—and smuggled in at that. He had only