Above the East Sea, Floating Cities circled Huaguo Mountain like satellites.

The Grandmaster arrived riding the clouds, landing in Mountain and Sea City.

"Master."

Disciples greeted him at the port.

"Who would have thought that Mountain and Sea City would be completed in just two years."

The Grandmaster looked at the city before him with some delight, as the streets and buildings were almost exactly as he remembered.

"The architecture here has been reconstructed according to the original blueprints."

The disciples told the Grandmaster, "Apart from Wanling City, the rest of the cities have basically set a reconstruction plan."

"Is that so?"

The Grandmaster felt a mix of joy and melancholy.

Wanling City is the capital of Wanling Country and also its largest city.

The people of Wanling chose not to rebuild the capital, perhaps due to different persistences.

If not in the Western Continent, perhaps it wouldn't be Wanling City at all.

Mountain and Sea City, on the other hand, is different. As an educational institution, it was the largest floating city rebuilt in the past two years.

There are already some schools that have begun teaching.

The Grandmaster happily surveyed Mountain and Sea City before turning to fly across the ocean to reach Huaguo Mountain.

At Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong sat alone at the summit, squinting his eyes enjoying the sea breeze, seeming quite happy.

The Grandmaster landed thousands of meters behind him—blocked by ten Kirins with flames under their feet.

"The Great King is resting, no one is allowed near."

The Kirins circled around the Grandmaster, watching him warily.

"Please forgive us, Grandmaster."

Long Armed Ape Monkey hurriedly flew in, making those Kirins step aside: "They do not recognize you."

The Grandmaster shook his head: "It's alright."

He then looked towards Sun Wukong.

"My disciple hasn't relaxed like this in a long time."

The Grandmaster said.

Sun Wukong hadn't noticed his arrival, being completely relaxed.

Some birds were flying around him, and he did not shoo them away, appearing free and at ease.

"Exactly!"

Long Armed Ape Monkey said happily: "The Great King rarely allows himself to relax, we wanted him to rest a bit longer."

The Grandmaster turned to him: "How long have you known my disciple?"

"Only a few years longer than you, Grandmaster."

The old monkey replied.

"Although he is the Great King, sometimes he seems more like a child."

"I agree with that."

The Grandmaster smiled.

He always believed in Sun Wukong's inherently pure, carefree, and unabashed nature, is it not just like a child!

It's just that, this child always ends up doing things that aren't quite child-like…

"If only he were just a child."

The Grandmaster looked at Sun Wukong, not wanting to disturb his rare tranquility.

Sun Wukong gazed at the ocean, his eyes seemingly unthinking, as clear and flawless as they were in the old days.

But ultimately, he is the Heavenly Emperor, and soon sensed the Grandmaster's arrival.

"Wukong."

The Grandmaster walked over himself.

He saw several architectural models made of grass and wood at Sun Wukong's feet.

"What are these?"

The Grandmaster asked.

"Gifts to be given tomorrow."

Sun Wukong answered, conveniently collected the models.

"I thought after returning from the Underworld, you'd be in a rush to unify the human realm."

The Grandmaster sat down beside Sun Wukong, speaking: "Why hand over the Northern Continent to Immortal Master Erlang and Bull Demon King?"

"It's not a secret."

Sun Wukong smiled: "Hasn't Master heard the reason?"

"I have."

The Grandmaster shook his head: "Yet I can't fully accept it."

Sun Wukong was taken aback, then nodded.

"To avoid mistakes."

He put it this way: "The human realm is hardest to govern, experiencing some pain allows Wanling to understand what is precious."

Sun Wukong could easily take down the Three Great Continents, but the potential consequences later might be numerous.

After he spoke a couple of sentences, the Grandmaster understood.

"You truly are a Heavenly Emperor now…"

The Grandmaster sighed, uncertain whether to feel happy or sad.

However, for long-lasting peace, Sun Wukong made the right decision.

"Regarding the Wanling Heavenly Dao, I have developed some popularization methods."

The Grandmaster changed the subject and discussed the Wanling Heavenly Dao with Sun Wukong.

Humans are naturally suited to receive the teachings of the Wanling Heavenly Dao.

The two hundred years that Wanling Country has gone through could actually be summarized in four big words—human determination conquers nature.

Here, it's not about humans; it's about all beings.

By making an effort, everything can be changed, which is the essence of the Wanling Heavenly Dao in these four words.

"This might not be considered faith, but it's stronger than faith."

The Grandmaster said.

"This is faith."

Sun Wukong didn't think of faith as a narrow definition.

Worshiping an immortal is faith, and believing in a culture is also faith.

The Grandmaster extracted eight words for the Wanling Heavenly Dao.

"All beings are equal, human determination conquers nature."

"That works."

Sun Wukong felt there was no problem.

Although not very precise, this level was sufficient for now.

After the discussion on Wanling Heavenly Dao, Sun Wukong sniffed his nose, suddenly smelling an unusual fragrance.

"Have you eaten, Master?"

He suddenly asked.

"Not yet."

The Grandmaster shook his head, "What's up?"

"I smelled something interesting."

After saying this, Sun Wukong led the Grandmaster to the lakeside.

At the lakeside, a group of little demons was roasting sweet potatoes, and the sight momentarily startled the Grandmaster.

In Shuilian Cave, Immortal Zhenyuan got off his carriage.

"Dear Brother, dear brother, let me take you to the Dragon Palace City for an eye-opener!"

He walked into Shuilian Cave, only to find it empty.

"Where has my dear brother gone?"

Immortal Zhenyuan asked the guarding demon.

"The Great King has gone to the lakeside."

The demon replied.

"What is he doing at the lakeside?"

"Roasting sweet potatoes."

"Oh... Huh?"

Immortal Zhenyuan was puzzled for a while, "Monkeys also eat sweet potatoes?"

...That's not what you should be asking.

The demon thought to himself, but still nodded, "Yes."

"I must go see this."

Immortal Zhenyuan immediately became interested and rushed to the lakeside.

Sun Wukong was indeed roasting sweet potatoes.

Apart from Sun Wukong, the Grandmaster, Daji who came to join the fun, Fairy Chang'e, and many little demons were present.

"Here, Master."

Sun Wukong, hung with ornaments by the little demons, handed a sweet potato to the Grandmaster.

"You really are..."

The Grandmaster shook his head, sparingly critical, seeing Wukong in such high spirits, he chose not to say more.

"The Great King is actually roasting sweet potatoes!"

Daji, looking like a curious child, then said to Chang'e, "Can this be sold as a story?"

Chang'e shook her head, "I am not Qing Yuanzi."

"You won't sell it, but I will."

Daji turned her eyes, took out her drawing board, "Great King, why are you roasting sweet potatoes today?"

"Are sweet potatoes unsellable?"

She asked.

"No."

Sun Wukong looked at her drawing board and did not stop her rapid sketching.

"Just wanted to eat."

There aren't so many whys for everything, he does whatever he feels like doing now.

"Well said!"

Immortal Zhenyuan landed, "Count me in, I want to eat too."

To roast Jin Chanzi, he and the Spider Demons have developed a great grilling skill, and today he finally got a chance to show it off.

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