Chapter 957: Chapter 301: Mountain Sealed for 100 Years [12,000-Word Chapter]_5
“Ahem, sorry for making a fool of myself.”
Seeing the Ancestral Dragon staring at him in shock, Sun Wukong chuckled awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed himself.
The Ancestral Dragon shook his head with a smile, sighing, “I never expected your relationship with the Daoist Ancestor to be this close, it’s enviable.”
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, and said with annoyance, “Enviable my foot, that old man has been plotting against Old Sun from the moment I stole his Immortal Pill, always scheming, who knows what he’s up to, but it’s definitely nothing good.”
Ancestral Dragon: “…”
He thought Sun Wukong might have really misunderstood Lord Taishang.
After all, if Lord Taishang truly planned against him, Sun Wukong wouldn’t be around now.
However, he didn’t say this aloud, fearing Sun Wukong might turn hostile.
The speed at which this monkey changes his face is astonishingly quick.
If the monkey suddenly decides not to play along, wouldn’t that be awkward?
Glancing at the Ancestral Dragon, Sun Wukong smiled and said, “Old Sun knows what you’re thinking, you’re thinking that if Lord Taishang had really plotted against me, I would have been gone long ago, right?”
Ancestral Dragon: “…”
Did this monkey practice telepathy?
But even with such skills, it shouldn’t be possible to know what he’s thinking.
Most of these so-called miraculous Divine Skills are usually used against those weaker than oneself.
Against those equally strong, they generally have no effect.
Besides, Ancestral Dragon considered his own power to be significantly stronger than the monkey’s.
Seeing his surprise, Sun Wukong blinked and said with a grin, “Old Sun just knows that’s what you’re thinking, actually, all living beings think the same way.”
At this point, a glimmer of light flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes.
“Even if I gained benefits from Lord Taishang’s schemes, Old Sun hates having my fate arranged by others. Since my birth, others have always arranged things for me. These Grand Sorcerers, what gives them the right to meddle in others’ destinies, simply because they’re stronger than Old Sun?”
The Ancestral Dragon was speechless, wanting to tell Sun Wukong that was precisely the reason.
Those stronger do arrange fates because they are stronger.
If they weren’t strong enough, they wouldn’t be able to do so.
“So, even having gained benefits, Old Sun doesn’t feel grateful to Lord Taishang and the others. After all, there’s nothing to be grateful for. Even without their arrangements, I wouldn’t have been an ordinary being. Sooner or later, I would have risen myself, without their meddling!”
Sun Wukong sneered.
He is a spirit born of heaven and earth; gaining the Dao was only a matter of time.
With enough time, he could have achieved the Taiyi Celestial Immortal state on his own.
But under their schemes, Sun Wukong became a mighty being between heaven and earth.
However, he suffered greatly.
The deaths and injuries of many living beings on Huaguo Mountain cannot be forgotten, how could they be?
Those monkeys were originally an innocent bunch, yet because of others’ schemes, they all turned to ashes in the end.
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong couldn’t help but feel anger, unable to forgive them easily.
Thus, facing Lord Taishang, Sun Wukong remains blatantly unpolite.
It’s not that he is being deliberately so, but that he holds a grudge in his heart, making it impossible to be polite.
Monkeys are notoriously vengeful, as can be seen from the monkeys on Mount Emei.
Sun Wukong has a large heart, large enough to overlook anything.
But Sun Wukong’s heart is also small, so small that some grudges can’t be extinguished in thousands of years.
The Ancestral Dragon didn’t know what to say, wanting to persuade Sun Wukong, yet unable to find the words.
He didn’t know what exactly Sun Wukong thought inside.
Thinking this, the Ancestral Dragon could only sigh and say to Sun Wukong, “Great Saint, I somewhat understand you, I won’t say much. Just do what you think is right. After all, there’s no one under these heavens who can make you bow your head now.”
Sun Wukong smiled slightly.
Bowing his head, that’s no longer possible.
Either fight or die.
Back then, he bowed his head and followed others’ arrangements.
And the result?
The monkeys of Huaguo Mountain were nearly all killed.
Then he himself was oppressed for thousands of years. From that point on, Sun Wukong probably no longer knows what compliance is.
What he doesn’t want, he will naturally fight against.
What displeases him, he will fight directly, and if he can’t beat them, he will curse them.
It’s just like how he faces Lord Taishang, without any awe.
A strong person won’t relent just because of your compliance.
Weakness and compliance only make them harsher, ever more ruthless.
Sun Wukong has learned this deeply.
So his current approach is no compromise or retreat whatsoever.
“Let’s go, I plan to enter closed-door cultivation for a hundred years. After a hundred years, Huaguo Mountain will open again.”
Sun Wukong laughed slyly.
The Ancestral Dragon was slightly taken aback, his expression somewhat strange, he understood what Sun Wukong meant.
This was done for Lord Taishang and the others to see.
Closed-door cultivation for a hundred years means missing the time when the Ancient Gods return from beyond the heavens.
Sun Wukong was passively resisting, not wanting to be arranged by Lord Taishang and the others.
Thinking this, the Ancestral Dragon said, “This is not impossible, but Great Saint, have you thought about what will happen to the living beings of the world if you close the mountain?”
Sun Wukong glanced at the Ancestral Dragon and said faintly, “Do the living beings of this world really become unable to survive without Old Sun?”
The Ancestral Dragon was slightly stunned, realizing that was indeed the logic.