Sun Wukong arrived at Kunlun but did not descend straight away.
He shouted from midair, hoping Su Daji would come up. He, Sun Wukong, had emerged from the Journey to the West Calamity, while Su Daji had weathered the Investiture Calamity. Her deeds were by no means inferior to his.
Her methods, in particular, were strange and unfathomable. He certainly could not afford to be careless.
"Sun Wukong?"
"I heard Xu Tong brought you back to life. We're all on the same side, so why don't you come down?"
Su Daji was warm and welcoming. Her ringing voice carried out of the palace and soared into the clouds.
It reached Sun Wukong's ears directly, bursting within them.
With Su Daji being so open and straightforward, it would hardly be reasonable for Sun Wukong to refuse to descend.
"Ha ha! I, Sun Wukong, have brought you a magnificent gift!"
"The Ten Thousand Origins Return to One Technique, which I developed through my own insights!"
Only after landing on Kunlun Mountain did he look around, surveying Su Daji's cultivation grounds.
Spiritual energy abounded. Spirit fruits and spiritual roots grew everywhere, and all manner of magical artifacts drifted endlessly through the air.
What a splendid immortal sanctuary. Even he could not help marveling at it.
Indeed, this place was comparable to his Dao Field on Flower-Fruit Mountain. Both were extraordinary.
Come to think of it, Kunlun Mountain seemed even more wondrous.
After all, it was also the seat of Tathagata's Buddhist Order. Looking into the palaces and courtyards, he saw numerous disciples who had come to cultivate and practice martial arts.
They were all female disciples, spirited and capable, and practiced only breathing and qi-refining methods.
As they breathed, flowers bloomed above their heads, as though lotus blossoms in a pond were cleansing