So what did that represent?
"Saint King." Ksitigarbha picked up the book, sat cross-legged, and slowly began reading it as well.
Before long.
Just like Diting, Ksitigarbha became immersed in the story of the Saint King.
Chapter Thirty: A Chance to Change Fate
Flower-Fruit Mountain.
"This old Sun is back." Sun Wukong's voice rang out across Flower-Fruit Mountain.
The first thing Sun Wukong did was not look for the monkeys. Instead, he came to the General Store.
He had just snatched some treasures from the Celestial Court, so this was the perfect opportunity to continue reading the Journey to the West.
"Shopkeeper, Shopkeeper, I'm back again." Sun Wukong knocked on the door.
With a creak, the door opened.
Standing before Sun Wukong was an old acquaintance—the powerful shopkeeper.
"What is it, Wukong? You already have spiritual treasures to exchange for Exchange Points?" Wu Feng asked with a smile as he looked at the excited Sun Wukong.
"Hehe, yes, Shopkeeper. This time, I even have to thank that old Jade Emperor. He was the one who made me an official in the Celestial Court, which allowed me to gain so much." Sun Wukong grinned.
If Sun Wukong had fought his way into the Celestial Court.
Setting aside the fact that the Celestial Court had Grand Unity Golden Immortal experts, just during the fighting, how could he have landed so many sneak attacks like he had now?
After all, many immortals and gods had no defenses prepared when they saw Sun Wukong.
That made it even easier for Sun Wukong to ambush them.
Under any other circumstances, Sun Wukong would never have gained so much.
"Good. Come in, then. Let me see what you've gotten." Wu Feng nodded and gestured for Sun Wukong to enter.
"There." The General Store was not very large at present. After entering, Sun Wukong immediately saw two people in the corner.
Sun Wukong was rather familiar with one of them.
It was the person he had met in the underworld. He had also seen him at Flower-Fruit Mountain, and that person had even left him with a strand of Quasi-Saint power.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"Ksitigarbha previously looted the Buddhist sect's treasury, so he has new Exchange Points." Wu Feng smiled. "As for the other person, he's Ksitigarbha's spirit-linked divine beast, Diting, transformed into human form."
"I see." Sun Wukong was surprised. "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is truly impressive. He even looted the Buddhist sect's treasury."
Sun Wukong now had some understanding of the Buddhist sect's strength.
With his Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation, entering Spirit Mountain would truly be no different from seeking death.
Only Ksitigarbha, who possessed Quasi-Saint strength, could accomplish such a thing.
More importantly, after looting the Buddhist sect's treasury, Ksitigarbha had actually managed to return alive.
That proved even more clearly that Ksitigarbha's strength was extraordinary.
"That's right, Wukong. You have to work hard." Wu Feng nodded.
"Um..." Sun Wukong scratched his hair. "Shopkeeper, once my strength reaches the Quasi-Saint realm, perhaps I can try to find the Celestial Court's treasury."
"Haha, enough. Let me see what you've gotten this time." Wu Feng laughed.
"All right." Sun Wukong waved his right hand, and spiritual treasures of all kinds continuously piled up on the ground, forming a small mountain.
However, compared with Ksitigarbha's mountain, this one was still vastly different.
That was only natural.
One had looted the Buddhist sect's treasury, while the other had merely robbed some immortals of the Celestial Court.
Not to mention the Grand Unity Golden Immortals and even Quasi-Saint experts in the Celestial Court—Sun Wukong had not robbed any of them.
As for Ksitigarbha's haul.
The treasures collected by bodhisattvas, buddhas, arhats, and others were also inside the Buddhist pagoda.
"Then let me take a look."
A beam of light fell upon the spiritual treasures.
"Sun Wukong, not bad this time. You have six thousand Exchange Points." Wu Feng smiled.
"Only six thousand?" Sun Wukong was somewhat disappointed. He had originally thought he would have more than ten thousand Exchange Points.
"Haha, Sun Wukong, six thousand is already quite good." Wu Feng smiled. "Even after Ksitigarbha looted the Buddhist pagoda, he only got fifty thousand points."
"Oh, putting it that way, my haul really isn't bad." Sun Wukong's eyes lit up. "Senior Shopkeeper, then I'll go read."
He had been unable to continue reading the Journey to the West earlier, and Sun Wukong was already impatient.
Six thousand points should let him read for quite a while, right?
Last time, Sun Wukong had obtained the cultivation technique of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Transformations from the Journey to the West.
"Wukong." Wu Feng suddenly called out.
"Senior Shopkeeper, is there something else?" Sun Wukong asked in confusion.
"Wukong, you currently only possess Grand Unity Golden Immortal power. Perhaps you should try to see whether you can break through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm." Wu Feng spoke slowly. "If your strength doesn't improve, it won't be easy for you to break free from your original fate."
"This..." Sun Wukong's gaze shifted.
Because he knew the shopkeeper was right.
As he learned more and more about the Journey to the West World, Sun Wukong also came to understand his own insignificance.
A Grand Unity Golden Immortal was truly far too weak in this world filled with powerful experts.
If things continued this way, he would still become a puppet of the Immortals and Gods.
Sun Wukong also understood that asking the shopkeeper for help was unrealistic.
The other party owed him nothing.
When the time came, he might still be suppressed for five hundred years, just as in history.
"Senior Shopkeeper, please enlighten me." Sun Wukong respectfully bowed to Wu Feng.
No matter what, the General Store—and Wu Feng—was Sun Wukong's last hope, as well as his true hope.
"Sun Wukong, you previously obtained a strand of Chaos Demon God bloodline. Now, it depends on how you use that strand of Demon God bloodline." Wu Feng said, "Go take a look at the Pills. You may find what you need there."
"Thank you, Senior Shopkeeper." Sun Wukong nodded and walked toward the cabinet where the Pills were kept.
"Sun Wukong, whether you can change your own fate can only depend on you." Wu Feng's eyes grew thoughtful.
As for Sun Wukong, Wu Feng would not protect him like a nanny.
Just as he had done with Ksitigarbha.
Fate would always have to be changed by oneself.
Wu Feng had merely given them a key—a key to change.
Above the General Store, a blue figure appeared.
It was that graceful figure who had secretly followed behind Sun Wukong.
One of the Three Xiaos, Bixiao.
She was a Grand Unity Golden Immortal expert.
That was precisely why she could follow behind Sun Wukong without him noticing much.
"That monkey seems to have entered this place." Bixiao looked hesitantly at the building above. "The General Store? What kind of place is this? It looks quite ordinary."
"Forget it. I'll wait for now. If Sun Wukong comes out, I'll go in and take a look." Bixiao's eyes lit up. "Perhaps there are some treasures inside. That's not impossible."
Chapter Thirty-One: Bixiao's Shock!
Inside the General Store.
"Saint King. As expected of the Saint King." A sharp glint flashed in Ksitigarbha's eyes.
The book Saint King had completely absorbed Ksitigarbha. The various cultivation techniques within it, and even how the protagonist could open up world after world resembling the Primordial World, were astonishing.
Even the Heavenly Dao was merely something that could be crushed by the protagonist of the book.
This was the Saint King.
The book's title truly lived up to the story.
It could be said that the protagonist, Yang Qi, was also very much to Ksitigarbha's liking.
"How many Exchange Points do I have left?" Ksitigarbha murmured. Then, information surged into his mind—information about how many Exchange Points he still had.
Several hundred Exchange Points.
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