Wukong sped through the air, followed by Buddhist Sect disciples whose cultivation reached Nascent Soul at most, heading straight for the Pudu River.
Their party was not large, numbering only twenty or so.
He had learned of the news from the Western Ox-He Continent early on, too. However, the demons hidden within the Buddhist Sect had very likely already discovered his earlier actions accompanying Winter Melon. The operation in the Western Ox-He Continent was not something he could drive forward or make decisions about.
By comparison, returning to the Buddhist Sect alone had already been dangerous enough.
Wukong's return to the Buddhist Sect had drawn no attention. There had not even been any questions or observation. Everything seemed to have returned to peace. The Buddhist Sect was still the same Buddhist Sect, and no one cast him a glance.
He was still the Buddhist Child who could walk freely throughout the Buddhist Sect.
He had expected wind and rain to come, only to find a clear, sunny day.
The good news was that his life was probably safe. The bad news was that most of his information had likely been exposed, while he remained blindfolded in utter darkness.
Wukong stood in the light, while the hidden Buddhas remained in the shadows.
This peace was not what Wukong had hoped for. Fortunately, though, they had indeed not let him stay in the Buddhist Sect long before starting to push him toward the gathering storm-the Western Ox-He Continent.
By order of Ru Nan, the Present Buddha of the Great Thunderclap Temple, Buddhist Child Wukong would lead a party across the Pudu River to save the Western Ox-He Continent alongside the three sects.
That was the Buddhist Sect's official wording.
But the tasks that fell to Wukong were nothing like that wording.
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