"Tianpeng, that monkey is merely a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, nothing more than a speck of dust between heaven and earth."
The Grand Supreme Elder Lord's voice was indifferent, like a cold wind brushing stone, without a trace of joy or anger.
"Below the Saints, all are ants."
"Even if you tell him the truth, you will only add to his troubles!"
Those calm, plain words fell into Tianpeng's ears one by one, yet they struck like tolling bells and booming drums, leaving his emotions churning.
Wasn't he himself only a Grand Unity Golden Immortal?
Even if he refused to accept it, he could not escape the dictates of fate.
Yet he still raised his head to look at the Grand Supreme Elder Lord and said quietly:
"Patriarch, Sun Wukong has already entered the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm."
At those words, the Grand Supreme Elder Lord's expression remained unchanged, but a deeper meaning appeared between his brows. He said softly:
"So that was it."
"After that monkey went to Square Inch Mountain to learn his arts, he disappeared for several years without explanation. It now appears that a Saint intervened to disrupt the threads of karma..."
He slowly closed his eyes, his beard and brows stirring slightly, as though tracing those threads:
"I simply do not know whether Nuwa enlightened him or Tongtian intervened!"
"The waters here run deep. Who, exactly, is stirring them from the shadows?"
The Grand Supreme Elder Lord murmured to himself, his brows knitting slightly.
Recently, he had tried several times to divine heaven's secrets, only to find obscurity and chaos.
Nevertheless, the Buddhist School's rise had been ordained by the Heavenly Dao and the Dao Ancestor. Its momentum was established and irreversible. No one should dream of changing it.
"Even if that monkey possesses