The disciple Sun Wukong spoke of was, naturally, Chen Wei and Yang Chan's future child.
The problem was that not even the first stroke of that character had been written yet.
Yang Chan was an unmarried immortal maiden who had never experienced any real action. Teased like this, she had already turned crimson. She frantically looked away, glancing left and right, not daring to look at Sun Wukong, much less Chen Wei.
At a critical moment like this, it all came down to Chen Wei's ability to think on his feet.
Seeing that Yang Chan was so embarrassed she might ascend on the spot, he decisively stepped forward and forced a change of subject. "Great Sage, you must be joking. There's no rush, no rush! Right now, the assignment Taishang Laojun gave us takes priority."
Using a senior immortal as a shield was the supreme art he had mastered through his struggles in Tongming Hall.
Once he raised Taishang Laojun's great banner, no one could find fault with him.
"You little rascal!" Sun Wukong pointed at Chen Wei twice from a distance and grinned, but did not press the matter.
The monkey was exceedingly shrewd. He naturally knew that Chen Wei's wish to reach a happy ending with Yang Chan was not something he could simply bluff his way through. The road would be difficult, and the first great mountain in his path was Yang Jian.
The Holy Manifestation True Lord was notorious for his overbearing temper and refusal to spare even his own kin.
Even taking ten thousand steps back, supposing Chen Wei could persuade Yang Jian with his silver tongue, above him stood the leader of all female immortals-the Queen Mother of the West.
The Heavenly Laws were strict, and immortals were expressly forbidden from falling in love