A Sword of Ultimate Demonic Power

A Sword of Supreme Demonic Power Beneath the Peach Blossom Tree

Luo Chen sat on a stone bench. Tea fragrance curled from the table, and his slightly troubled face was reflected in the clear, translucent teacup.

The flowers and grass atop the mountain swayed faintly as footsteps approached from afar.

Jiang Yingxue hummed a cheerful tune, clearly in high spirits, as she carried her drawing board beneath the peach tree.

Seeing Luo Chen seated there with his brows tightly furrowed, she asked curiously, "Master, did something bad happen?"

She had followed Luo Chen for many years, yet rarely had she seen him look like this.

In her eyes, Luo Chen's cultivation was unfathomable. What in this world could possibly trouble him?

"Nothing." Luo Chen came back to himself. Seeing how happy she looked, he casually asked, "How has your cultivation been lately?"

At those words, Jiang Yingxue's little face fell. Clearly, things had not gone well. She sat down beside him and changed the subject. "Master, now that the world outside has been restored, this Desolate Continent where you originally established the dojo has merged with several nearby ancient realms, becoming an entirely new continent. There is no shortage of conflict on the continent now."

Luo Chen glanced at her and asked, "What, do you want to go out and gain experience by contending with the factions on this continent?"

Jiang Yingxue immediately shook her head. Pointing toward the cave dwelling where Sun Wukong cultivated, she whispered, "Great Sage has been leaving the dojo quite often lately, clearing out the factions near its entrance."

Everyone in the Reincarnation Dojo had read Journey to the West written by Luo Chen, and they all believed it was a story Luo Chen had specially written for Sun Wukong.

Over time, they naturally began