The Fist Arrives

Seeing that Lu Ren did not deny it, Sun Wukong could not help sighing. "Back then, I tried every possible way and still couldn't get in. I never expected you to actually succeed."

After a pause, he let out a string of strange laughs. "But if I had really eaten it, then Journey to the West would probably have had to replace me with Six Ears."

Nezha could not help teasing him from the side. "I heard that on your westward journey, there was a trial called True and False Great Sage, where Six Ears competed with you for the journey west. So are you Six Ears now, or Lingming?"

Sun Wukong gave a few cold laughs. "If Six Ears had stated his purpose, it wouldn't have been impossible for me to yield it to him. Unfortunately, we were all chess pieces. How could we possibly have the strength to escape the chessboard?"

Seeing the three of them chatting animatedly, acting as though Queen Mother of the West's descent upon the outside world did not concern them in the slightest, Lu Ren could not help curling his lips, desperately wanting to complain.

These three had completely given up, which was why they could act this way. They were all clever people and understood that, with their strength, they simply could not withstand the actions of a Celestial Venerable. After all, they existed on entirely different levels.

Now that Yang Jian had avenged his great hatred, Nezha had no more attachments, and Sun Wukong was even more alone. All of them sought only that nearly imperceptible sliver of a chance to break free from their cage.

Lu Ren spoke at this moment. "Everyone, continue gathering the scriptures. I'll go meet Queen Mother of the West!"

With that, Lu Ren took a