Chu Tiange stepped into the Pill Hall, feeling a little as though he were pursuing a dream.
This place really looked like the place where Taishang Laojun had refined the monkey in Journey to the West as he remembered it. Even the Pill Furnace in the center looked the same. The mist swirling over the floor was the same too, except this was not dry ice, but spiritual energy at its purest and richest.
A passage from Cloud Palace Overture seemed to play in his mind, with the monkey drunkenly circling the Pill Furnace.
Even the Dao Venerable's appearance and clothing followed the Taishang Laojun template. The faintly sinister expression he had worn during the battle in the Buddha Kingdom was gone, replaced by the bearing of a pine or a crane, an immortal's grace.
What made Chu Tiange sigh inwardly was that, when he really tried to recall Journey to the West, he remembered only fragments, because he had never actually watched it.
He was merely a false transmigrator. All his memories had been bestowed by someone else.
Sometimes, that feeling was unpleasant. If the Heavenly Dao had not genuinely been a decent person, Chu Tiange really suspected he might have been one of the rebels himself.
But people were different, after all. "A decent person" and "he's pretty good" were enough for Chu Tiange. Ultimately, the man had created him and given him the treatment of a protagonist, letting him take the world by storm, not bullied him. If he still wanted to seek his own self, he could certainly wait until the man finished writing the book. They could discuss it, and only if discussions failed would there be a next step.
Still, he could understand the rebellious intentions of the Heavenly Emperor, the Dao Venerable, and