Time flowed on.
Ten years later.
Above the clouds of Spirit Deer Peak, golden staff shadows blotted out the sky, churning the gathered clouds until they shattered and scattered.
"Second Senior Brother, take a staff from Old Sun!"
Sun Wukong brandished the divine weapon in his hand, his eyes gleaming as he laughed without end.
Opposite him, Ye Qi held a treasured saber. A golden and a silver orb of light floated at either side of his body, like a great sun and silver moon shining in tandem.
The two clashed in a battle of terrifying magnitude, drawing the attention of the surrounding Alchemy Peak disciples, though none found it strange anymore.
That monkey was hardly one to stay still. In the ten years since arriving at the Starfall Ancient Realm, he had sought sparring partners almost every day. The disciples of Pill Cauldron Island had long since grown accustomed to it.
Luo Chen withdrew his gaze and turned toward the foot of the mountain, with his eldest disciple Lin Jiuxiao hurriedly following at his side.
"Master, did you teach Third Junior Brother that staff technique?"
Lin Jiuxiao asked curiously. He had only returned from the World Sea yesterday, and this was also his first time meeting his third junior brother, Sun Wukong.
"The monkey figured it out himself."
Luo Chen shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his face.
The monkey had comprehended all of his staff techniques through sparring with fellow disciples over the years. Though they were still somewhat immature, they had already taken the rudimentary form of his own ultimate art.
Sun Wukong's physique and talent were in truth far inferior to Lin Jiuxiao's and Ye Qi's, but his Dao heart and comprehension made up for it.
Though he was somewhat mischievous, he remained very