In the end, Lin Tian drifted away, having brought the monkey a hearty meal and a path to survival.
"The Scripture-Seeker is a descendant of a friend of mine. Treat him courteously."
Lin Tian told the monkey this as he left.
Monkey Sun valued loyalty above all. Since Lin Tian had helped him, he would naturally repay the favor.
Although Tang Sanzang needed no looking after, Lin Tian still left those instructions.
Only after watching Lin Tian leave did the Immortals on Five-Finger Mountain let out long breaths, finally putting their minds at ease.
Lin Tian had not simply overturned Five-Finger Mountain. That was certainly good news for them.
Monkey Sun glanced at the deities atop the mountain. Without a word, he finished the last bite of his chicken drumstick. It was the most delicious food he had eaten in five hundred years.
Although Monkey Sun could go without food or drink, the allure of that delicious meal still left him savoring it long afterward.
"Should we report this to Guanyin Bodhisattva?"
The Immortals began discussing it again. They were deeply wary of Lin Tian, afraid that new branches of trouble would sprout.
"There's no need, surely? Lin Tian only came to eat and drink with Monkey Sun. He didn't do anything else."
While the Immortals debated, Lin Tian had already returned to Jixia Academy.
Tang Sanzang continued westward, and sure enough, he soon arrived before Five-Finger Mountain.
From the foot of the mountain, Monkey Sun had already seen him clearly with his Fiery Golden Eyes. He immediately called out to stop him.
"Holy monk! Holy monk!"
Truth be told, Monkey Sun was still deeply excited when he saw Tang Sanzang.
After all, he had spent so many years trapped beneath Five-Finger Mountain that he had long since yearned to