Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi panicked.
He had never imagined that Sun Wukong would so casually reveal the greatest secret buried in his heart.
How could something like this not make him panic?
At that moment, Zhen Yuanzi became utterly convinced that a Sage stood behind Sun Wukong. Otherwise, how could anyone have learned something so deeply hidden?
Sun Wukong lacked the ability, but surely even a Sage should not have been able to do it?
After all, so many Transmigrators before him had escaped trouble. Why had things suddenly gone wrong when his turn came?
Yet apart from a Sage, he truly could think of no other explanation.
Now, however, Zhen Yuanzi kept turning one question over in his mind: what exactly should he do next?
After all, however powerful he was, he was ultimately nothing more than a peak Quasi-Saint-and one whose foundation had been ruined at that. He was not remotely qualified to arm-wrestle a Sage.
What baffled Zhen Yuanzi most, though, was that Sun Wukong had actually mentioned a system.
He had even said outright that Zhen Yuanzi had a system of his own, but that it had yet to awaken.
And he had told him not to awaken his system. This...
Zhen Yuanzi felt deeply displeased.
Someone had already plotted against him with such thorough knowledge of his situation, yet even now, he still did not know their true purpose.
And they wanted to stop him from binding himself to a system?
Heh!
Zhen Yuanzi inwardly scoffed at that, dismissing it without a moment's consideration.
Not having a system was one thing. But if such a thing really existed, then as long as he was not an idiot, he would definitely bind himself to it immediately.
He would be a fool not to!
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