Adam's gaze swept over the dull-witted little monkey before settling on the old monkey in front of him.
Dressed in ragged hemp clothes, his body was gaunt enough for every rib in his chest to show, and his fur had thinned considerably.
Adam's expression was complicated. If he remembered correctly, hadn't Sun Wukong become the Crooked Taoist? Why was he on Flower Fruit Mountain?
Not to mention that the spirit monkey among the protagonists was actually a partial reincarnation of Sun Wukong?
What was going on? Was this still Fighting God?
The old monkey's gaze toward Adam was equally complicated. After taking another bite of his peach, he reached behind himself, pulled out another peach, and handed it to Adam.
"Have a peach."
"..."
Adam glanced at the peach, took it, and bit into it without even wiping it.
As soon as the peach entered his stomach, the spell placed upon it took effect. Adam did not resist and was drawn into an illusion.
"Senior Brother, you've finally returned."
The monkey before him finally resembled the Sun Wukong Adam remembered. Yet when he spoke, he carried an extra air of tranquility absent from Adam's memories.
The Mind Monkey had returned to righteousness; the six thieves had vanished without a trace.
This was Victorious Fighting Buddha, already ascended to Buddhahood.
Yet that was not what concerned Adam most.
Sun Wukong still remembered him?
Sun Wukong had already attained Primordial Unity? No, that wasn't right. So this was not a newly reopened world?
Adam's eyes flickered.
In that instant, countless speculations took shape in Adam's mind. Some were overturned, while others required verification.
"Junior Brother, what happened after you descended the mountain back then?"
"Ah, it's a long story..."
"Then tell it slowly."
With a wave of Adam's hand, the Flower Fruit