As for the Black Bear's words, Emperor Lu felt it was enough to listen—there was no need to take them seriously.
Not a single word out of a monster's mouth was true.
Did he really think he didn't know about that battle between him and Bull Devil King?
Relying on his many years of combat experience, Emperor Lu could tell everyone with great responsibility that this fellow had not neglected his fist-and-foot cultivation in the slightest over the years. He was extremely practiced, without the least sign of rustiness.
One had to know that even the Human Race itself fought endlessly every other day over territory, and monsters were the same.
The struggles monsters waged against one another over territory, resources, and power were even more fierce and cruel.
He, Emperor Lu, had dealt with monsters for so long that he could tell everyone with great responsibility: among wild monsters, those who could live safely for over a thousand years—not speaking of good or evil—definitely did not include a single simple one.
"It's fine. Cultivating both civil and martial arts is a good thing!"
Emperor Lu smiled faintly. "This Seat also raised a monkey. He's out getting some air right now. When he comes back after a while, I believe you'll like him. He'll also make you come to like cultivation and training."
"Monkey?"
Black Bear Monster's two little black eyes shifted.
Actually, aside from being surprised when Lu Chuan said the Golden Hoop on his head was an item of the Buddhist Sect, he did not have much emotional fluctuation.
It was still the same saying: he felt there was no difference at all between staying here and following Guanyin. Besides, he really did like the scenery of Wudang Mountain.
When he learned that his punishment was to watch