678: Chapter 250 Great Emperor_2 678: Chapter 250 Great Emperor_2 “You seem to have a good relationship with the Primordial Qilin,” Wukong spoke.
“It’s entirely different from what I expected.
I never thought that the Ancestral Dragon would actually come to the rescue of the Primordial Qilin.
I even assumed that you’d prefer to see the Qilin killed.”
The Ancestral Dragon gave a wry smile and said, “Wukong, I know you must be dissatisfied with what I did just now, but all I can tell you is that I simply don’t want to see the number of old friends from the Primordial era dwindling.
Do you believe me?”
“Oh, I understand now.
Thanks for your help earlier,” Wukong replied, smiling faintly as he thanked the Ancestral Dragon.
The Ancestral Dragon knew that Wukong didn’t believe his words.
He took a deep breath, cupped his hands toward Wukong, and turned to leave.
Watching the Ancestral Dragon’s departing figure, Fan Yao couldn’t help but say, “Great Saint, that Ancestral Dragon isn’t very reliable.”
Nu Ba also said, “Indeed, I always feel that this Ancestral Dragon is actually more dangerous than the Primordial Qilin.
Great Saint, you must be careful and not be deceived by him.”
Upon hearing their warnings, a flash of understanding crossed Wukong’s eyes.
He nodded and said with a smile, “Even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have been aware.
I’ve never let my guard down around the Ancestral Dragon.
In my heart, he’s a person more dangerous than the Primordial Qilin.”
Both women were taken aback, then realizing Wukong’s intelligence, they immediately understood that their worries were unnecessary.
After all, if they could think of it, Wukong as the person involved would certainly not overlook it.
Realizing this, they smiled.
“Great Saint, as long as you are aware, then we’re no longer worried that you’ll be fooled,” Nu Ba said, smiling.
At her words, Wukong couldn’t help but burst into hearty laughter.
He proclaimed arrogantly, “The person capable of deceiving me has yet to be born.”
Seeing his confidence, Nu Ba and Fan Yao exchanged smiles; the Great Saint was indeed very self-assured.
Before long, someone came looking for Wukong.
This person was none other than Taotie.
He was extremely cautious, concealing himself as if he feared being discovered by someone.
Only after entering Huaguo Mountain did Taotie let his guard down.
He looked dejected as he called out to Wukong, “Brother, I’ve come to see you.
Let’s have some good food and drinks.”
Wukong was quite hospitable to Taotie.
His relationship with the members of the Dragon Clan was really quite good.
Wukong asked Fan Yao to prepare food and drinks.
Soon, Fan Yao brought over a sumptuous spread, placing it before the two of them.
Taotie drained his cup of Monkey Wine in one gulp and then looked like he had a lot on his mind.
“Taotie, you didn’t come to me just for the sake of drinking, did you?” Wukong asked with a smile.
Looking at Taotie’s demeanor, it was clear that he had something on his mind, and it wasn’t just about drinking.
Taotie glanced at Wukong, nodded, and then said in a subdued voice, “My father the Ancestral Dragon has returned.”
Wukong, of course, didn’t know this, and he didn’t understand why Taotie was emphasizing it so.
Was there perhaps another meaning to the return of the Ancestral Dragon?
Wukong stared at Taotie, not saying anything.
Seeing that Wukong remained silent, Taotie didn’t mind.
He continued to drink quietly, but soon, he blurted out another sentence: “He’s not my father, Wukong, don’t believe him.”
Something stirred in Wukong’s heart; this must be the message Taotie wanted to convey.
But clearly, the Ancestral Dragon was who he claimed to be, even Ao Zhan had confirmed it, so why was Taotie saying the Ancestral Dragon wasn’t his father?
There must be reasons unknown to others.
Before Wukong could inquire further, right then, Taotie, apparently drunk, slumped over and fell asleep in front of Wukong.
Looking at his state, it seemed he had downed several jars of Monkey Wine.
Not to mention Taotie, even a formidable figure like the Great Emperor Ziwei couldn’t withstand drinking so heavily.
Nu Ba asked curiously, “Great Saint, what did Taotie mean by that?”
She was somewhat curious; Taotie’s words, coming right after his arrival and drinking the wine, left everyone utterly puzzled.
Wukong just smiled and said, “How would I know?
Maybe Taotie simply drank too much and was talking nonsense.”
After speaking, Wukong waved his hand lightly.
Taotie disappeared from his sight as Wukong sent him off to rest in the Water Curtain Cave.
He looked out at the world with a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, murmuring, “This world is becoming more and more interesting.”
Nu Ba may not have understood Wukong’s implications, but she knew that Taotie’s visit was about more than just the drink.
Wukong had seen something in him.
And Taotie had come to tell Wukong something, which was why he had approached.
Neither of them, however, made their thoughts clear.
Yet, there seemed to be an unspoken understanding between the two, as if what needed to be known was already known.
Nu Ba’s gaze flickered with suspicion back and forth between the two, but ultimately, she held back her words.
If the Great Saint said there was nothing to it, then there was nothing to it.
As for the rest, she stopped asking.
Fan Yao had been preparing things, but upon hearing that Taotie was already drunk, she couldn’t help but show a surprised expression.
“No way, does Taotie really have such a low tolerance?”
“I thought he could drink with the Great Saint for three days and nights!”
“It seems a man can’t be judged by his appearance; Taotie didn’t seem like someone who would pass out from one drink,” Fan Yao remarked with a sigh.
Wukong was somewhat speechless, but eventually couldn’t help laughing and said, “It’s unfortunate, but he’s indeed a lightweight.
Alright, let’s not talk too much about this; we’ll enjoy the food ourselves.”