459 Grand-grade Heavenly Immortal Art

The melody of the great dao could be heard in the air, overflowing with immortal intent and brimming with the true meaning of mysteries.

Master Subhuti stretched his body and when he saw the monkey kneeling on the ground, he coughed. The sound of his cough sounded like a bell; it was like he just discovered this.

"It's in the middle of the night. Monkey, what are you doing?"

Sun Wukong replied, "Master, your disciple has been kneeling here for a long time. When Master showed up in the lecture earlier, you hinted that disciple should look for you here from eleven to one at night to impart me the Dao. Hence, this disciple audaciously came here in the middle of the night and waited for you."

Master Subhuti was actually happy when he heard this. He then silently mused, "This monkey is truly birthed by the heavens and earth or he wouldn't have been able to solve the riddle in my words so easily."