Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 560 - The Show is About to Start (2nd

Chapter 560 -560 The Show is About to Start (2nd Update!)

Chapter 560 -560 The Show is About to Start (2nd Update!)

Zhen Yuanzi had also just received a simple note from Primordial Heavenly Venerable, inviting him to listen to lectures in the Miro Palace. He had not spoken of this to anyone. Aside from him, no one else should be aware of it. How had Sun Wukong known about it?

Sun Wukong gave a mysterious smile but did not respond. Of course, he hadn’t calculated this. Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of Earth Immortals and also a Slaying One Corpse Merit Saint, was hard to predict even for other Heavenly Dao Saints, let alone for Sun Wukong, whose cultivation had only reached the Half-Step Saint Realm.

He relied on memories from his past life.

In his past life, while protecting Tang Seng on their journey to Western Heaven Spiritual Mountain, they had passed by Wuzhuang Temple—Zhen Yuanzi had been invited by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable to the Miro Palace to listen to lectures. It was during this period that the series of incidents including the toppling of the Ginseng Fruit Tree occurred. Although the trajectory of fate in this life had altered, the duration of the scripture-seeking journey hadn’t changed much from his previous life. By his calculations, it should now be time for Zhen Yuanzi to be heading to the Miro Palace.

Of course, these were things Sun Wukong would not reveal to Zhen Yuanzi. Maintaining an air of mystery in front of such an exalted Earth Immortal was quite intriguing, wouldn’t you say?

“Great Sage, marvelous in strategic foresight,” Zhen Yuanzi praised. “Indeed, I have received a plain note from Primordial Heavenly Venerable inviting me to the Miro Palace in Jade Pure Heaven to listen to a lecture. Had it not been for your visit, Great Saint, I might have already been arranging my travels.”

Seeing that Sun Wukong did not speak, Zhen Yuanzi did not press further but his gaze towards Sun Wukong changed, acknowledging the considerable capabilities of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, regardless of how he had come by his information. It was no wonder he could stand on equal footing with Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect. Such a formidable figure!

“It would seem that, inadvertently, I have delayed Brother Zhen Yuanzi. My apologies, my apologies!”

Though Sun Wukong spoke of apologies, there was not a hint of remorse on his face. He had long held grudges against the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and saw no need to compromise his integrity for the sake of the Venerable’s dignity—it was all just empty courtesy.

“What sins could the Great Sage possibly have? It’s just terribly untimely!”

Zhen Yuanzi’s face showed slight distress. Seeing as Sun Wukong didn’t seem about to leave any time soon, and considering the imminent date of the invitation from Primordial Heavenly Venerable, he worried about offending the Venerable and the potential troubles this might cause for Wuzhuang Temple in the future. What was to be done?

“Brother Zhen Yuanzi need not worry. You should go ahead to the meeting. I, Old Sun, am merely passing by and thought to visit. I plan to linger for a few days on this Mount Wanshou to appreciate its scenic beauty and the grandeur of Wuzhuang Temple. There’s no need for you to personally accompany me!”

Sun Wukong waved his hand, not out of generosity, but because one of the Eighty-One Tribulations of the Westward Journey to Seek Scriptures must take place at Wuzhuang Temple. If Zhen Yuanzi were to remain here, how could Yuan Hong and Zhu Bajie dare to act recklessly? Then, one of the tribulations would be missing, making it incomplete!

An incomplete Eighty-One Tribulations did not comply with the heavenly destiny. Without a complete set of tribulations, Heavenly Dao would not bestow Merit and Destiny, which meant Zhen Yuanzi must go to the Miro Palace to listen and must not stay at Wuzhuang Temple!

“Great Saint, is this really alright?”

Zhen Yuanzi was somewhat astonished, not expecting Sun Wukong to be so magnanimous. Wasn’t there a feud between him and Primordial Heavenly Venerable? Why would he encourage him to attend the lecture at Miro Palace?

“This was originally Brother Zhen Yuanzi’s intention, there’s nothing wrong with it!”

Sun Wukong laughed, “I, Old Sun, came to visit unannounced. I shouldn’t disrupt your plans, should I? Go and listen to the lecture. Zi Xia and I will just wander around here. It won’t be a bother!”

Seeing that Sun Wukong did not appear to be feigning or testing him, Zhen Yuanzi finally relaxed, his face showing gratitude as he bowed his hands towards Sun Wukong. “If that’s the case, then thank you, Great Saint! I am remiss this time. I’ll surely visit Flower-Fruit Mountain another day to discuss matters with you!”

“Hahaha! I would ask for nothing better! That’s a promise then. I, Old Sun, will await you grandly at Flower-Fruit Mountain!”

Sun Wukong laughed heartily, lifted his teacup, and drank with Zhen Yuanzi.

Having settled Sun Wukong and Zi Xia Fairy in the guest room of the side palace, Zhen Yuanzi instructed his forty-six disciples to pack for the trip to Heavenly Palace to listen to the lecture, and separately called his two smallest disciples, Qingfeng and Mingyue, to give them special instructions.

“Gentle Breezes and Bright Moon, when I am not here, you two must not neglect the Great Sage Sun and Zi Xia Fairy. You must host them well! My ginseng fruit has ripened, you can pick four for them to taste,” said Zhen Yuanzi.

“Yes, master, your disciple understands!” they responded.

Gentle Breezes and Bright Moon nodded promptly in agreement; even if Zhen Yuanzi did not mention it, they would not dare neglect Sun Wukong, whose reputation as a Great Saint of the Demon Clan was notorious throughout the Three Realms. Should they provoke him and endure a strike from his Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, would their lives not be at risk?

“Furthermore, in a few days, an old acquaintance will pass by here. The two of you must also host him well and not show any negligence. You may also give two of the ginseng fruits to him,” Zhen Yuanzi continued instructing.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and gave further orders.

Gentle Breezes and Bright Moon raised their eyebrows curiously and asked, “Master, who is this old acquaintance? Tell us so we can prepare properly and avoid any mistakes in recognition.”

“He is the Holy Monk from Great Tang of the Eastern Land, known by his monastic name Sanzang, a monk traveling through this path to Western Heaven Spiritual Mountain to pay homage to the Buddha and seek scriptures.”

“A monk?”

Gentle Breezes and Bright Moon looked at each other perplexedly, “Master, we are from the Taoist Mysterious Sect, and our paths do not align with the Buddhist Sect. Why should we host this monk?”

“You do not understand,” Zhen Yuanzi replied with a smile. “This monk is the reincarnation of Golden Cicada Child, the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha. We met five hundred years ago during the Ullambana Festival, where he honored me by passing me tea. He certainly qualifies as an old acquaintance. You must host him properly and avoid causing any trouble!”

“Don’t worry, master, we understand!” they assured.

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“Good. Also, since my stock of ginseng fruit is limited, give no more than two to Tang Sanzang; do not give any extra! Especially, do not let the people accompanying him know, to avoid any unnecessary troubles!”

“Yes, master, your disciple remembers!” they acknowledged.

After giving these instructions, Zhen Yuanzi bid farewell to Sun Wukong and Zi Xia Fairy, took his disciples, and soared up, flying towards the Heavenly Court.

“Just like before! Heh, the real show is about to begin!”

As Zhen Yuanzi and his followers disappeared into the clouds above, Sun Wukong turned his eyes towards the entrance of Mount Longevity, a gleam of gold flashing in his eyes. He chuckled softly, a sound faint but caught by the nearby Zi Xia Fairy.

“Wukong, what’s ‘just like before,’ what ‘real show’?”

Zi Xia Fairy asked curiously.

“It’s nothing.”

Sun Wukong shook his head and turned to walk towards their quarters, “Let’s go back and taste that ginseng fruit. If I’m not mistaken, Zhen Yuanzi will have Gentle Breezes and Bright Moon bring us two to try. It is the finest spiritual plant in the mortal world, even rarer than the Peach of Immortality, and not to be missed!”