"Master, who knows how many years have passed? Even I've lost track."
"Only three thousand years have passed in the Primordial World. The Four Great Continents should have gone through several cycles by now."
Ye Zhuo flicked a finger.
Son Goku immediately flew out, soaring skyward from Flower Fruit Mountain in the Journey to the West World.
He stretched lazily.
When he looked back, the Journey to the West World resembled a compass, unfolding countless ages.
"My disciple, all living beings suffer. Those who find their way out attain bliss; those who cannot remain fallen forever."
The Fated Cave.
Ye Zhuo's true body had long been waiting for Son Goku.
He arrived in the Human Realm.
Son Goku sensed the laws of this realm. They were remarkably complete, far more powerful than the Heavenly Dao of the Journey to the West World.
As for Ye Zhuo, he could not discern his precise cultivation realm at all.
"You are my first direct disciple. After so many years cultivating the Dao, it is time you claimed a place for yourself."
Ye Zhuo tossed him an inheritance.
"Go. Refine it, lie low for a while, and learn about the Primordial World. You will have to bring down the Demon Clan Heavenly Court."
"The Demon Clan Heavenly Court?"
Son Goku scratched his head, puzzled. The Primordial World was far more powerful than the Journey to the West World, so why was its Heavenly Court still the Demon Clan Heavenly Court?
"They could be considered your predecessors. In the Primordial World, you would not be born until countless cosmic cycles from now. But the heavens have not been damaged, so there is no Heaven-Mending Stone refined by Nuwa. Without it, there will be no you in the Primordial World."
Ye Zhuo explained the chain of