Great Demon Sun Wukong

The Six-Eared Macaque looked around with a bewildered expression, only to find that this place really was Flower Fruit Mountain. Every blade of grass, every flower, and every stone appeared incredibly real. What on earth was going on? Hadn't he gone to Beijuluzhou? Wasn't he currently battling with the guardian deity of Beijuluzhou? What exactly was happening?

He pinched himself hard, and it hurt. That proved that everything happening now was real. So, if what was happening now was real, did that mean everything before had been a dream? In the dream, he had gone to Beijuluzhou and lived there for five years, and he had even fought with an extremely powerful individual?

If it was really a dream, it was too realistic and too frightening. When he thought back, the memories of living those five years in Beijuluzhou were all very clear. There wasn't a single blur.

Although he couldn't figure out which part was the dream, the Six-Eared Macaque couldn't bother with that much anymore. All his thoughts were focused on seeing his fellow tribe members. After all, in the Six-Eared Macaque's memory, he hadn't seen them for a whole five years.

After calming his excited emotions a bit, the Six-Eared Macaque quickly made his way toward the place where the monkey tribe lived. In truth, Flower Fruit Mountain was not only inhabited by the monkey tribe. After all, Flower Fruit Mountain was so vast that even with the large number of members, the monkey tribe only occupied a region near the mountain's southern peak.

The Six-Eared Macaque ran as fast as he could. During this time, he became increasingly certain that everything now was real, and everything about Beijuluzhou and its guardian deity had been just a long dream. With this thought, the Six-Eared Macaque's pace quickened even more.

Finally, after running for half an hour, the Six-Eared Macaque stopped. With an excited heart, he reached the territory of the monkey tribe.

But the monkey tribe's territory was now devoid of any monkeys. The Six-Eared Macaque immediately became alert—could something have happened? Why couldn't he see a single monkey? Having no choice, the Six-Eared Macaque activated his innate divine ability.

His six ears suddenly heard a very noisy sound and, looking in the direction of the noise, he saw the mysterious waterfall that had existed for who knows how many years. And the noise was coming right from within it.

The Six-Eared Macaque grew more and more confused. What on earth was going on? How could there be noise behind the waterfall? What exactly had happened while he was asleep?

The Six-Eared Macaque couldn't figure it out, but he still walked in front of the waterfall. Looking at the ordinary waterfall, he once again used his divine skills and immediately the noisy sounds became clearer. There must be something behind this waterfall—perhaps the monkeys from his tribe were there; otherwise, there wouldn't be such a commotion.

With this thought, the Six-Eared Macaque steeled his heart. No longer caring about much else, he carefully discerned the source of the sound once more. With courage, he leaped forward. Expecting to hit a wall, the Six-Eared Macaque was surprised to find himself in a cave after passing through the waterfall.

Looking up, he saw words written on the left and right sides of the stone cave: "Flower Fruit Mountain, a land of fortune; Water Curtain Cave Heaven."

By now, the noise was so clear he could hear it without his innate divine ability. With a curious heart, the Six-Eared Macaque walked further into the cave. As he rounded a bend, the boisterous noise suddenly overwhelmed him and left him momentarily dazed.

He had actually seen all the monkey brothers and friends he had missed so dearly in his dreams for a whole five years, all gathered here, happily eating fruit and drinking wine, having a great time.

"Haha, I'm back, the Six-Eared Macaque is back, hahaha." Only those who haven't experienced lengthy solitude could fail to understand the excitement of such a long-awaited reunion. Although in the Six-Eared Macaque's mind he had only been having a long dream, this did not stop his excitement from seeing everyone again.

But the next moment, the Six-Eared Macaque froze in place. His shouts had gone unheard by any of the monkeys, and even though he had run up to them, it seemed like no one could see him. Their eyes didn't appear to be playing a joke on him. How could such a scene not leave the Six-Eared Macaque standing there, stunned?

Not believing what was happening, he shouted while running into the center of the crowd. But what startled the Six-Eared Macaque even more happened—he passed right through the bodies of all the monkeys he had just touched. This sent chills down the Six-Eared Macaque's spine. What was going on, what was happening, was he still dreaming?

At this moment, a voice suddenly came through, deep and resonant, yet it seemed to come from nowhere, as if it had emerged directly within the heart.

"Six-Eared Macaque, do not worry, none of this is a dream. The reason those monkeys cannot see you is that you are not in physical form at this moment; you are merely a projection of your primordial spirit."

"Who are you? Who exactly are you? How do you know I am the Six-Eared Macaque?"

"Heh heh, me? I am the one you were challenging before. Some call me the Guardian God of Beiju Luzhou!"

The Six-Eared Macaque instantly widened its eyes in shock. Beiju Luzhou? Guardian God? Could it be that everything before was not a dream? Had it truly gone to Beiju Luzhou? A projection of the primordial spirit?

Could it be that it was dead?

"Am I already dead? Why can't they see me? What on earth is happening? Was everything before, not just a dream?"

"You have not died. I simply used a spell to separate your primordial spirit, intending only to let you take a glance back at Flower Fruit Mountain. If you do not believe me, you can check whether the scars on your body are still there."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the Six-Eared Macaque tore off the tiger skin it was wearing, and suddenly, a massive scar appeared on the right side of its chest – terrifying and exuding murderous intent.

Viewing the scar, the Six-Eared Macaque already believed the words spoken by the voice in its mind. Both the scar on its chest and the tiger-skin clothing it wore proved that indeed, it had been to Beiju Luzhou. Moreover, the Six-Eared Macaque also remembered that this cave was the blessed land found by the Ling Ming Stone Monkey for the monkey tribe back in the day.

Having been born prematurely, it had to meditate on the peak of Flower Fruit Mountain for fifty years, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon without interruption. Otherwise, it would lose its Six-Eared Divine Power. After an arduous fifty years, before it even had a chance to lay eyes on the Water Curtain Cave, the fear of death had driven it to flee into the sea overnight.

Taking a deep breath, the Six-Eared Macaque had calmed down. Then it asked in its mind, "Why exactly did you bring my primordial spirit back here? Simply to let me have a glance at them?"

The voice answered, "Not just for that, but also to help you let go of the obsession in your heart. Initially, you came to Beiju Luzhou for the sake of the monkey tribe's eternal life, surviving through five years of intense battling. However, I want you to know that your original obsession has now been realized. A remarkable figure has emerged from your monkey tribe."

No sooner had the voice finished speaking than the space started to fluctuate, and then a screen appeared like a mirror. Another figure suddenly emerged on this screen. The Six-Eared Macaque instantly recognized it – that figure was the Ling Ming Stone Monkey, one of the four great monkeys of the monkey tribe.

As the image shook, the scene seemed to carry the Six-Eared Macaque through time; the Ling Ming Stone Monkey set out from Flower Fruit Mountain, drifted across the ocean to the Xiniuhezhou, acquired teachings, and returned.

It first defeated the Demon King who had invaded Flower Fruit Mountain during its kingless state, then entered the Dragon Palace and procured numerous weapons for the monkeys of Flower Fruit Mountain, later ascended to the Heavenly Palace, caused an uproar in the Netherworld, and erased the monkey tribe from the Book of Life and Death.

All of this had the Six-Eared Macaque's blood boiling with excitement.

Finally, after watching everything, the Six-Eared Macaque couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the Ling Ming Stone Monkey, Sun Wukong, supposed to have trained in Xiniuhezhou for seven years? But I recall that I was only in Beiju Luzhou for five years. Why is there a discrepancy in time?"

"Heh heh, that is not difficult to explain. Beiju Luzhou is a small world outside of this one, where one year in Beiju Luzhou is equivalent to two years in Xiniuhezhou. So, you actually spent ten years in Beiju Luzhou. It is indeed true that the Ling Ming Stone Monkey trained in Xiniuhezhou for seven years, but he drifted at sea for a full three years.

Hence, the stone monkey only arrived one month earlier than you."

The Six-Eared Macaque stood speechless. Had it really been an entire ten years?