Time flew by, and more than ten thousand years passed.
Little Chu Yi and Little Fifteen still looked like seven- or eight-year-old children, just like their mother and their Mother Yueling had back then—looking as though they would never grow up.
That day, they "secretly" slipped out of Purple Jade Mountain, riding two miniature qilins as they raced merrily across the Primordial Land.
And on that very day, on an island beyond the Eastern Sea, a massive stone that had absorbed enough essence of the sun and moon split apart, and a golden monkey sprang out from within.
The monkey was covered in golden fur. From the moment he was born, he could walk upright, though he instinctively hunched over as he walked, appearing somewhat timid and cautious.
Originally, he could not have been born so soon. But when the Primordial World had advanced back then, all living beings in this world had advanced along with it. As one born of heaven and earth, he had gained enormous benefits from that event, bringing his birth forward by many years.
The golden monkey mingled with a troop of monkeys and spent a long, carefree period in the mountains. However, there was no Water-Curtain Cave here.
Later, this golden monkey finally set out on a journey to seek immortals and the Dao, just as in the myths and legends, because he feared that his life would be short.
He made a bamboo raft, crossed the vast ocean, and arrived in the Eastern Land. Though he had initially been cautious about avoiding humans, he quickly discovered that in this world, strange creatures like him who resembled wild beasts were actually not uncommon in human towns.
So, he cautiously blended into those human towns and slowly learned their language, their etiquette, as well as