A hundred thousand heavenly soldiers besieged Flower Fruit Mountain

"Is the mission really this easy?"

Ye Zhuo had traveled through the Three Realms and collected plenty of fine materials.

Overnight, he had his clones forge a suit of armor and a new Ruyi Jingu Bang.

As usual, forging was only the foundation. He also had to inscribe formations and talismans, then feed it pills.

Only then could it be considered a good weapon.

The next day.

When Son Goku stepped into Water Curtain Cave and saw the secluded paradise within, its splendor immediately captivated him.

How beautiful!

Was this the Immortal Realm the monkeys had spoken of?

"Son Goku, starting today, I will teach you a whole range of Daoist arts and divine abilities. Study hard!"

"Yes, Master!"

Son Goku nodded. From that day onward, apart from playing in the mountains, he spent every day practicing his spells.

More than ten years passed in a flash.

The little monkey of those early days had become a mighty figure in his own right, easily reaching the rank of Great Firmament Golden Immortal, comparable to Tathagata.

With abundant resources and more pills than Ye Zhuo could ever consume, Flower Fruit Mountain now boasted powerful troops.

"This armor and these weapons are yours."

He tossed out the Golden Cudgel. Sun Wukong caught it and found it especially comfortable in his hands.

It felt as though it had been made for him.

In truth, Ye Zhuo had already taken the genuine original in another world.

"You still have a long road ahead."

Before he knew it, Ye Zhuo had spent eighteen years in the Journey to the West World, during which he had finally conquered the Eastern Continent of Divine Victory.

Although it had countless islands, most were occupied by lesser demons and spirits, so it had not taken much time.

Some mighty