Goku, Why Waste Your Breath on Them?

"Name."

"Zhenyuanzi."

"Age?"

"As old as heaven."

"Sex."

"Male."

Wild grass had overrun Wuzhuang Temple, though flowers still scented the cliffs and plum blossoms the ridge. Su Lin nudged the grilled fish on the table with his chopsticks, then put a piece of hyssop dripping with red chili oil into his mouth. The layered spices burst across his tongue.

Across from him, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi still wore the same outfit as before: a crane-feather cloak over a blue-and-white hospital gown, with shoes on his feet, three strands of beard floating beneath his chin, and raven-black hair framing his temples. The blood-red color had faded from his eyes, leaving exhaustion in its place.

It was true that Meng Qi had swept Su Lin and the others into his Universe in the Sleeve, but they had never left this world.

Meng Qi had erased his own causal existence, hidden himself with the Secret Heavenly Dao, and finally exchanged places with the body he had left outside Wuzhuang Temple using One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones.

Every step involved a great divine art, all to create the illusion that they had escaped through the portal.

But the most important point was that the mastermind, who had been intent on recreating the "plot" ever since they entered Wuzhuang Temple, was certain to carry out the part where [Sun Wukong knocks down the tree, flees with Tang Seng, and gets caught].

"Yi Donglai's cooking is incredible. He's almost caught up with Zhao Shuangdian." Su Lin crunched up a fishbone and swallowed it. Ignoring Zhenyuanzi, he asked Li Huowang, "Why's the door still open?"

Li Huowang explained, "Zhao Shuangdian wants to come take a look. I'm talking her out of it over there. Oh... this grilled fish was supposed to be her and Ba