Dragon Valley?!
Their lord was actually willing to let Wukong enter Dragon Valley!
Di Tian's heart shook, and irrepressible joy surged in his eyes.
That was the final resting place of the fallen Dragon Clan, where the Dragon God's legacy and the treasures left by countless forebears lay hidden!
Di Tian was overjoyed. He had no reason to refuse.
Wukong was a junior he valued, trained, and supported.
The stronger Wukong grew, the better it would be for their entire race.
"Yes, my lord! I understand!"
Di Tian answered respectfully in his mind.
The setting sun stained the Lake of Life bloodred, its surface shimmering.
Wukong slowly opened his eyes and exhaled. His depleted dantian had filled once more.
He rose and stretched, his bones cracking like a string of popping beans.
When he looked around, only Di Tian, Zi JI, and Cai Lin, coiled beneath a tree and flicking her tongue, remained by the lakeside.
"Lord Di Tian, Sister Zi JI, sorry for the wait."
Wukong greeted them with a smile.
Di Tian stepped forward, his gaze intent.
"You've recovered well."
"Your fifth Soul Ring has fully formed, and your strength has grown considerably."
"What are your plans for your next Soul Ring?"
Wukong scratched his head and answered frankly, "I'm planning to make my next Soul Ring a six-hundred-thousand-year one."
Di Tian was not particularly surprised.
He had long expected Wukong's next Soul Ring to be of an exceptionally high grade.
After all, the monkey's earlier Soul Rings had gone from a hundred thousand years to three hundred thousand.
A six-hundred-thousand-year Sixth Soul Ring was entirely in character.
Anyone could see how ambitious the monkey was.
After a moment's thought, Di Tian warned him, "I knew it. You've always had an astonishing appetite, monkey."
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