Primordial Wilderness: Kunpeng of the Bei Ming, Rejecting Demon Master to Become the Literature Ancestor
Chapter 377

A Spirit Treasure in Water Curtain Cave; Suspended Yet Undecided, Motion Reaching Its Peak Becomes Stillness

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An immortal mountain emerged, and spiritual energy surged.

Amid lingering clouds and mist, the mountains rose and fell, full of vitality.

Wukong recalled the Eight Desolations Domain Suppression Tower and set foot upon the immortal mountain.

Using his ability to discern geographical advantage, he immediately learned that this place was called Flower Fruit Mountain.

Longevity deer and immortal foxes roamed the forest, while spiritual birds and Xuan Cranes perched in the trees.

Jade grasses and exotic flowers never withered, while green pines and emerald cypresses remained ever verdant.

A ravine was thick with vines, and the original embankments on all four sides were fresh with grass.

Among the mountains, the most lively creatures were a troop of exceptionally spiritual monkeys.

They frolicked and climbed about, remarkably nimble.

Wukong released his Spiritual Sense and swept it across Flower Fruit Mountain, the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifting.

Many disciples of the Literary Sect would establish Daoist arenas and Cave Abodes after leaving the mountain. This place ought to become his, Sun Wukong's, Daoist arena.

As he continued examining the island, Wukong discovered another flying waterfall.

The water poured down from above like a white ribbon, its roar unceasing.

With a leap, he plunged directly into the waterfall.

Beyond the water curtain lay another world.

A natural Cave Abode was concealed within.

At the center of the stone wall in the cave was an embedded stone tablet, engraved with:

[Flower Fruit Mountain Blessed Land, Water Curtain Cave grotto-heaven.]

The calligraphy was vigorous, its Dao Rhyme naturally formed, blending perfectly with the Cave Abode.

Wukong paced back and forth through the cave, growing more satisfied the longer he looked.

Only then did he remember that little shrimp who had been spying on him earlier.

With a flick of his hand, the Eight Desolations

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