Fake? All fake? Monkey collapses, Dao Ancestor reappears!

"Patriarch Bodhi? Who is this divine being?"

Listening to Xuanming and Sun Wukong's conversation, Yunxiao's brow twitched slightly. She didn't seem to have heard this name before.

Why was her junior disciple so nervous?

"Senior Sister, you wouldn't understand!"

Xuanming snapped back to attention and gestured with his chin towards the two Buddha golden bodies struggling within the Immortal-Slaying Sword formation in the distance.

"Patriarch Bodhi is a clone created by that Saint Zhunti, specifically to train bodyguards for Jin Chanzi."

"Who is Jin Chanzi?"

Yunxiao's attention wasn't drawn to Zhunti, but rather she became more interested in the suddenly appearing Jin Chanzi.

After all, for a Saint to personally train bodyguards, this Jin Chanzi must be absolutely extraordinary!

"Uh... this?"

Xuanming heard her and stroked his chin. He decided to explain the entire story of Journey to the West to Yunxiao, from beginning to end.

Of course!

He was also deliberately telling it to the Monkey King beside him, so that he wouldn't be unaware of his own role in it.

"Buddhism's eastward journey... eighty-one tribulations... everyone was acting..."

"This?!"

As Xuanming's words fell, let alone Sun Wukong, who was directly involved, even Yunxiao's breathing became somewhat unsteady.

How could people be so hypocritical?

What was the point of putting on such a grand play? Were the Buddhas of Buddhism so bored?

And the useless people in the Heavenly Court actually cooperated with them?

Where was their dignity?!

To think that the dignified righteous gods of the Heavenly Court, the esteemed disciples of Chanjiao, and the enforcers of the Three Realms, would allow those bald donkeys from Buddhism to command them at will?

Had they no shame at all?!

"Hoo~!"

Yunxiao took a deep breath, turned her head to look at Nuwa, who had a complex expression beside her, and said, "Martial Aunt, you shouldn't have saved them back then."

"These spineless wretches would have been better off dead!"

"..."

Nuwa's lips twitched upon hearing this. She concisely pointed out the crux of the matter: "What Taishang and Yuanshi promised the Two Saints of the West, let alone no one in the Heavenly Court daring to object, who in the entire Primordial World would dare not cooperate?"

"...That's true!"

Yunxiao shook her head with a wry smile. If Sect Leader Tongtian had agreed to this, they probably would have cooperated too, right?

Fortunately, although Sect Leader Tongtian hadn't dealt with the combined force of the four Saints, their Jiejiao Sect didn't have many cowards.

Yunxiao had come to terms with it, but Sun Wukong, who had just had his inner demons resolved beside her, couldn't take it anymore.

"Acting?"

"It was all an act?!"

"Even, even my Great Sage's havoc in the Heavenly Palace was just a play in the eyes of others?"

"Haha, hahahaha..."

"I, I, this Great Sage Equal to Heaven, was actually, actually just a clown cooperating in someone else's play?!"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong suddenly burst into laughter, and as he laughed, his eyes reddened uncontrollably.

Crossing the sea was fake, learning skills was fake, wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace was fake, and only, only the five hundred years under the Five Elements Mountain were real?!

Damn it!!

Those days that almost drove him mad, that made him tremble just thinking about them, were merely Buddhism's methods of taming him?

"Ah!!!"

He let out a roar, not quite human, as he threw his head back. Sun Wukong revealed his true form as a giant ape hundreds of feet tall and strode towards the direction where the Saints were fighting.

He wanted to find his Master and get a clear answer, he wanted to ask if this was true!

"Senior Sister, stop him!"

Xuanming became anxious. If this guy charged over like this, he'd be chopped into thousands of pieces in an instant, wouldn't he?

Was this a battle they could participate in?

Just watching was enough!

Although their every move and every strike seemed simple, the various laws attached to each move and strike could easily destroy an ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal, or even a Quasi-Saint.

Those who do not attain Sainthood will forever be ants!

Just like now...

"Stop~!"

Facing Sun Wukong, who had entered a berserk state and whose power was comparable to a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, Yunxiao uttered a single word. The monkey instantly felt rooted to the spot.

"Let, let go of me, Old Sun!"

Turning to look at Xuanming and Yunxiao behind him, his eyes bloodshot, the monkey gritted his teeth and said, "I want to find my Master and get a clear answer. Why, why did he take me as a disciple!"

"Is there any point?"

Meeting Sun Wukong's almost desperate gaze, Xuanming sighed lightly. "Monkey, you already have the answers to some things in your heart. You just don't want to believe them."

"Since you don't believe, no matter what answer you get, you won't be able to accept it!"

"Also..."

At this point, Xuanming's tone became a little strange. He looked up at Sect Leader Tongtian in the distance, who was fighting with all his might, pushing Jieyin and Zhunti back step by step.

"They are all too busy to help themselves right now, so it's unlikely they'll have time to explain to you."

"This..."

Following Xuanming's gaze, Sun Wukong's lips twitched. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

There was no choice!

In just this short moment, the ten-thousand-zhang golden bodies that Jieyin and Zhunti had summoned were shattered by the Four Immortal Slaying Swords.

Jieyin and Zhunti themselves were also beaten into pig's heads.

However, Just as Sect Leader Tongtian was feeling smug and preparing to interrogate them harshly, Dao Ancestor Hong Jun, who was afraid of trouble, appeared again.

"Tongtian, what exactly do you want to do?!"

Staring at two seemingly identical Tongtian leaders, Hong Jun's tone carried a hint of helplessness.

"Buddhism is destroyed, Jiejiao Sect is reborn, and even your disciple has become a Saint... What more are you not satisfied with?"

"Not satisfied? No!"

Sect Leader Tongtian shook his head with a serious expression. "Dao Ancestor, you've misunderstood, haven't you? I was just sparring casually with Fellow Daoist Jieyin and Fellow Daoist Zhunti. Don't you agree?"

"Yes, yes, my ass!!"

Jieyin, who was almost beaten to his knees, complained resentfully, "Master, you must uphold justice for us!"

"They, they are more unreasonable than bandits!"

"Wuwuwu... We were just chatting at home, and this guy rushed in and beat us up."

"Master, you, you should control them!"

"..."

Hong Jun tilted his head and sighed. Control them? He wanted to control them, but the problem was they wouldn't listen!

And now, the other side had three, no, four Saints!

If things really escalated, it would be more than he could handle.

However, just as Hong Jun was feeling helpless, a sentence from Fellow Daoist Jieyin instantly caught his attention.

"You mean Tongtian can replicate Innate Supreme Treasures, and he also destroyed your magical artifact?"

"That's right!!"

Hearing Hong Jun mention this, Jieyin's expression became even more sorrowful, looking like he wanted to cry but couldn't.

"Master, that, that was my only magical artifact, and he just destroyed it!!"

"Enough!"

Hong Jun said, waving his hand impatiently. Then, he flashed in front of Sect Leader Tongtian.

"Tongtian, if you don't mind, may I borrow the Four Immortal Slaying Swords for a look?"

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