Six-Eared Macaque brought the ape back to the East Sea.
He had him take Cangyuan as his master.
"From this day forth, you are the fifteenth disciple under me, Cangyuan. Cultivate diligently, and do not stir up trouble."
"On the path of cultivation, one must cultivate not only strength, but also one's heart and virtue."
Cangyuan spoke with the calm composure of an old master.
By now, he had shed the immaturity he had possessed when he first arrived in the Prehistoric World.
Instead, he carried an air of maturity and steadiness.
"This disciple shall bear Master's teachings firmly in mind and never dare forget them."
"If this disciple ever tarnishes our sect's reputation outside, there will be no need for Master to act. This disciple will undergo Soldier's Dissolution and scatter between Heaven and Earth."
Yuan Hong pressed his forehead to the floor and solemnly swore the oath.
In the Prehistoric World, one could not make vows carelessly.
Ordinary living beings were one thing.
But vows made by Cultivators above the Earth Immortal realm would be recorded by the Heavenly Dao in the unseen.
"Good."
Cangyuan smiled kindly. "This is a high-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure—the White Jade Sky-Supporting Pillar. Use it for now."
"Your senior brother Six-Eared will teach you how to cultivate afterward."
"Go on."
Yuan Hong looked at the White Jade Sky-Supporting Pillar floating before him, radiating a soft white glow. His monkey eyes were filled with adoration.
(Monkey Brother had single-handedly deepened the impression among his countrymen that monkeys ought to wield staffs as weapons.)
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
Yuan Hong repeatedly knocked his head against the floor.
He hugged the White Jade Sky-Supporting Pillar and could not bear to let go.
His monkey face was piled high with smiles.
"Go on."
"Hehe." Six-Eared