Zhou Xuan Appreciates Treasures, Sun Wukong and Zhao Gongming Shed Tears!

"Master, you slaughtered the entire Chaos Demon Dragon clan, and I, Old Sun, am here showing off with a little loach..."

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head and let out two dry, tooth-baring laughs. His voice grew softer and softer, until he wished he could bury his head in the ground.

"Old Sun seems to have... made a fool of himself again!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, his flushed monkey face as red as an overripe peach, even his ear tips glowing red.

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan merely raised his eyes and smiled faintly, his gaze warm and his tone as calm as water:

"A thousand miles send a goose feather, the gift is light but the sentiment is heavy."

He raised his hand and gently patted Wukong's head, saying softly:

"Monkey, I am very pleased that you have this thoughtfulness."

Hearing that his Master did not blame him, Sun Wukong immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

He chuckled and quickly rummaged through the storage ring at his waist, pulling out treasures one by one as if performing magic.

"Master, this is Netherworld Ghost Fire, it can burn all souls in the three realms!"

"And this is Water of the River of Forgetfulness, Seeds of the Other Shore Flower, Mandala Flower..."

Sun Wukong introduced them as he carefully placed the items in front of Zhou Xuan like he was showing off a treasure, his monkey eyes full of flattery and fawning.

"Master, I pried these out of the Underworld with my own hands, from that old ghost King Yama!"

After speaking, he suddenly pulled out the Golden Cudgel from his ear, held it high, and said proudly:

"Look, Old Sun also got this handy weapon. It's a top-grade Postnatal Merit Spirit Treasure! The Eastern Sea Dragon King insisted on giving it to me!"

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and he swayed the Golden Cudgel in his hand a couple of times. The cudgel hummed, and golden light flowed, looking quite majestic.

Afterward, Sun Wukong respectfully piled all the treasures in front of Zhou Xuan, knelt down with a thud, and his eyes turned red again:

"Master, my achievements today are all thanks to you! These treasures are all for you, Master, a small token of my affection. Please accept them!"

Listening to these heartfelt words of filial piety, Zhou Xuan felt a warmth spread through his heart, and the corners of his mouth curved imperceptibly.

Although these things were nothing special to him, they represented his disciple's sincerity.

"My monkey has truly grown up... I am very pleased."

"Coincidentally, I also have a gift for you!"

Zhou Xuan sighed lightly and waved his hand. As his sleeve fluttered, an invisible pressure rippled outwards.

With a rumble, dark clouds suddenly churned in the sky, and a giant cudgel as black as ink descended from the heavens, landing in front of Sun Wukong.

Demonic light flowed along the body of the cudgel, entwined with faint demonic flames, as if endless fierce fiendish energy lay dormant within.

"Wukong, this cudgel is called the Chaos Demon Ape Cudgel. It is a Chaos Fierce Fiend Treasure, its power even surpassing a top-grade Innate Supreme Treasure."

Zhou Xuan spoke slowly, his gaze as deep as an abyss:

"After the Chaos Demon Ape perished, this cudgel hid itself beyond the three thousand great worlds. Since you inherited the legacy of the Chaos Demon Ape, I have scoured billions of small worlds and deduced endless karma to find it. From today onwards, it will be your life-bound magical weapon."

As his voice fell, the Chaos Demon Ape Cudgel actually floated up, trembled slightly, and transformed into a black light that entered Sun Wukong's hand, connecting with his aura. A muffled beast roar could be faintly heard, as if an ancient demon ape was roaring and growling from the depths of his bloodline.

Sun Wukong stared blankly at the heavy black cudgel in his hand, his palm feeling numb from the scorching demonic energy, yet he was unwilling to let go.

Suddenly, his throat choked, and tears began to fall, splashing down his monkey fur.

"Master... you went through all this trouble to find this Chaos Demon Ape Cudgel for me... sob sob sob... Old Sun's life... sob... is worth it for having you as my Master!"

As he cried, his monkey fur became soaked with tears, wrinkled and messy, even his beard was dotted with water droplets as he sobbed.

Zhou Xuan chuckled helplessly and gently stroked his monkey head, his fingertips brushing through the soft fur, and said softly:

"Alright, alright, you are my disciple, how could I mistreat you?"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve again.

Instantly, spiritual light flashed, and three more treasures, glowing with spiritual light, appeared before Sun Wukong.

"Wukong, I heard you have already established a kingdom and are revered as the sovereign of the demon race. Soon, you will hold an enthronement ceremony, so I will give you a new set of clothes. This armor is called the Mystic Light Spirit Gathering Armor, capable of defending against all spells; these boots are called the Golden Crow Cloud Treading Boots, allowing you to tread on clouds and travel through the sky, chasing stars and moons; this crown is called the Dragon Scale Crimson Flame Crown, protecting the soul, stabilizing the spirit, and dispelling evil spirits... all are top-grade Postnatal Spirit Treasures."

Sun Wukong gazed at the three treasures before him, his eyes filled with dazzling spiritual light. His tears had not yet dried when he began to sob again, unable to speak through his tears:

"Master... Master... Old Sun truly... has no way to repay you!"

As he was crying so hard he could barely catch his breath, Zhao Gongming, who was standing nearby, also had red eyes, and his nose twitched. He couldn't help but wipe away a tear:

"The Master treats his disciples like this, who wouldn't be moved!!!"

"Master..."

The monkey could no longer hold back and suddenly lunged into Zhou Xuan's embrace, hugging his waist and weeping uncontrollably, his voice hoarse like a broken gong.

Zhou Xuan smiled and patted his back, letting the teary-eyed little monkey nuzzle against him:

"Alright, alright, you crybaby... I haven't finished speaking yet."

After a while, Sun Wukong finally stopped crying, hiccuping intermittently.

Zhou Xuan waved his hand again, and spiritual light flashed in the air. A lotus as black as ink slowly descended. Faint demonic patterns flickered in the center of the lotus, exuding a ghostly aura and rising demonic flames, resonating with the aura of the Chaos Demon Ape Cudgel.

"Wukong, this is the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. It was formed from a seed of the Chaos Green Lotus. It is a top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure, once belonging to Demon Ancestor Luohu. It integrates offense and defense, and can protect you."

The lotus flower slowly flew into Sun Wukong's forehead, its lotus shadows gradually unfurling within his sea of consciousness, emitting a soul-stirring demonic aura.

Sun Wukong froze for a moment, then tears gushed out again. The entire monkey trembled with sobs, his tail twitching uncontrollably behind him.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming, standing nearby, let out a wail and started crying loudly as well, his snot and tears mixing into a mess. He cried even harder than Sun Wukong.

Zhou Xuan, both annoyed and amused, raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at Zhao Gongming.

"Gongming, I can understand your Senior Brother crying, but why are you crying?"

Zhao Gongming, wiping his nose, whimpered, "Master, Gongming's tears are tears of joy!"

"Master cares for Senior Brother so much, Gongming feels he's followed the right person and couldn't help but weep with happiness."

"Haha..."

Zhou Xuan chuckled and shook his head, then waved his hand again. "Alright, stop crying. You get one too."

"Ah?!"

Zhao Gongming instantly stopped crying. He blinked his swollen eyes, wiped his nose, and stammered with wide eyes, "Master... Disciple is just a handyman disciple..."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand impatiently.

"Precisely because you are just a handyman disciple, I'm only giving you a top-grade innate Spirit Treasure for now! When you become an outer disciple later, I will give you something better."

Zhao Gongming's mouth almost fell open at this. His eyes widened roundly.

"Handyman disciple... a top-grade innate Spirit Treasure?! Good heavens... In this world, besides the Ling Xuan Sect, who else would dare to do this!"

"This is too outrageous!"