Flower-Fruit Mountain celebrated a joyous occasion that day!
The Seventy-Two Cave Demon Kings, who had followed Sun Wukong down the wrong path all those years ago, had completed their sentences and returned, every last one of them whole and unharmed.
Gongs and drums thundered, and the clamor echoed all around.
The monkeys were so delighted they nearly lifted the mountaintop clean off. These Demon Kings were nothing like the Six Great Sages. Those six sworn elder brothers were, bluntly put, fair-weather drinking buddies, brothers only on the surface. When the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals attacked, they had fled faster than rabbits.
The lords of the Seventy-Two Caves had truly shed blood for Flower-Fruit Mountain and spent time behind bars for it. Theirs was a friendship forged through life and death.
Seeing the monkeys leap and cheer, Sun Wukong swept out his hand, his heroic spirit soaring into the clouds. "Children! Set out the feast! Drink to your hearts' content!"
At his command, Marshals Ma and Liu and Generals Beng and Ba immediately got to work.
Baskets of spirit fruits and immortal peaches were carried out from across the mountain, and monkey wine was hauled out as though it cost nothing.
Seeing this bustling scene, Chen Wei knew just what to do. With a sweep of his sleeve, he shook out the Immortal Brew he had brought from the Heavenly Court and stacked it neatly in the clearing as his contribution to the celebration.
Just as the atmosphere grew livelier.
A few mischievous little monkeys actually dug out a dust-covered Great Sage Equal to Heaven Flag and found a long bamboo pole, ready to raise the battle flag over the mountaintop again.
Chen Wei caught sight of them out of the corner of his eye, rushed over in a few quick