Chapter 2 This World is Too Terrible

"Rise, rise!"

Wang Yang hurriedly helped Sun Wukong to his feet.

No matter how, with his cultivation potential, the breakthrough to become a Human Immortal was simply too difficult.

If he could make use of the power of this system, perhaps he could change his situation.

Moreover, he now finally knew where he was; although this place was safe, it was actually very dangerous.

"Good, you first take Sun Wukong to familiarize himself with the Daoist Temple!"

Patriarch Bodhi waved his hand and said.

"Yes, teacher!"

Wang Yang certainly wouldn't refuse.

Changing the trajectory of Sun Wukong could earn a reward.

Afterwards, Wang Yang took Sun Wukong to get acquainted with the Daoist Temple.

The Daoist Temple was very large, and there were many disciples here. After so many years of development, although there weren't hundreds or thousands, there were still dozens of them.

"This will be your home from now on!"

"Elder brother, I wonder if you could teach me the Art of Longevity?"

Sun Wukong didn't care what the Daoist Temple was like, his eyes only fixed on Wang Yang.

He came here for the Longevity Technique.

"It's not completely impossible!"

Actually, after reaching the Golden Immortal stage, one already has infinite life, and why Sun Wukong would still be reaped by the soul-catchers after attaining the Taiyi Golden Immortal rank was entirely due to the machinations of the celestial Court.

Even now, having reached the level of an Earth Immortal, he already had an extremely long lifespan.

However, after all, Sun Wukong would be involved in the Calamity of Measurement in the future, so he still had to take precautions.

When Sun Wukong heard Wang Yang's words, he couldn't help but show excitement.

"Junior brother, since the teacher has asked me to instruct you, there are some things I must say upfront!"

"Please speak plainly, elder brother. I will surely keep them in mind!"

Sun Wukong said eagerly.

As long as he could live forever, he was willing to do anything.

"First: never betray me!"

After pondering for a while, Wang Yang finally spoke.

After all, to change Sun Wukong's path, it was inevitable that some powerful beings might discover some clues.

"Alright, elder brother!"

Sun Wukong didn't see any issue with this, not at all!

"Second: no matter what happens, never reveal the person who taught you the cultivation technique was me!"

Although this was a bit strange, for the sake of Longevity, it naturally wasn't a problem. He'd learn first, then see...

"Third: if someone forces you in the future to reveal my whereabouts, even if it kills you, you mustn't say it!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong became somewhat puzzled. Why would such a situation occur?

"Have you remembered everything?"

Wang Yang looked at Sun Wukong, knowing that he had to prevent any future events from occurring.

"I've remembered, elder brother!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong quickly replied.

"Good, then make a vow first!"

Although Wang Yang felt Sun Wukong was quite obedient and believed he would fulfill his promise, after all, one couldn't see into another's heart, and he wasn't human.

"Alright then!"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel confused. What was his elder brother trying to do? Was teaching him really that complex? Did it require such caution?

But no matter what, he still did it.

In the depths of the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave, Patriarch Bodhi was always paying attention to this scene. Seeing Wang Yang making Sun Sui Kong swear an oath, especially such a solemn oath upon The Great Dao, his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He had never expected his disciple to be so cautious.

Just at this moment,

two streams of light converged, Buddha's light dazzling.

Saint Jieyin and Saint Zhunti, facing each other above the void, sat upon golden lotuses, their divine aspects solemn.

"Fellow Daoist, has that Stone Monkey already crossed the sea to come here?"

Saint Zhunti looked at Patriarch Bodhi, his expression serene.

On the side, Saint Jieyin's aged face showed neither sorrow nor joy.

"He has arrived, please speak, Saint!"

Patriarch Bodhi gave his horsetail whisk a slight shake, speaking calmly.

"Fellow Daoist, when you transmit the cultivation technique to him, you must not impart the essence of our Buddhism's Great Divine Powers to him!"

Jieyin spoke slowly.

Although Jieyin didn't spell it out, Patriarch Bodhi naturally understood why Saint Jieyin and Saint Zhunti had come this time.

Sun Wukong was the product of a Five-Colored Stone left behind when Nuwa mended the heavens, with seven apertures refined to perfection, on the summit of Mount Huaguo, transformed by consuming the essence of the sun and moon.

Despite being born quite late, by talent and aptitude he was first-class, not the slightest bit inferior to these Innate celestial Deities.

If he were to learn the Great Divine Powers of Buddhism, it would inevitably affect their control over the Calamity of Measurement in the Journey to the West, which would be very disadvantageous.

After all, the Three Realms can no longer be compared with the Ancient Chaos, and Saints cannot easily manifest within the Three Realms.

They could only operate from behind the scenes.

And Patriarch Bodhi himself was a transformation of the Good Corpse of Saint Zhunti, whose lifetime learning was immense, possessing the ability to create and alter the universe, even the most trivial of minor techniques could become incredibly powerful in his hands.

If he were to personally teach him, with Sun Wukong's talent and quick-wittedness, he could certainly progress at an extraordinary speed, and even easily slip out of their control.

So although they wanted to cultivate Sun Wukong, they also needed to limit his development.

All of these responsibilities now rested on Patriarch Bodhi.

"The two Saints can be at ease, I have already entrusted Sun Wukong to my disciple. When the time is right, I will teach him some Daoist Techniques and Escape Skills, so he won't be defenseless during the Calamity of Measurement in the Journey to the West!"

"As long as Fellow Daoist understands!"

Zhunti and Jieyin said, and both their figures completely dissipated before Patriarch Bodhi.

...

Meanwhile, Wang Yang, who was watching Patriarch Bodhi, naturally didn't notice anything.

Upon seeing Sun Wukong's oath, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder Brother, can you now pass on to me the Art of Longevity?"

After struggling to complete his oath, Sun Wukong then asked in a low voice.

For the Art of Longevity, Sun Wukong was filled with anticipation.

"Before I impart to you the Longevity Dao Teaching, Elder Brother must first tell you something!"

Wang Yang nodded, now that he knew the monkey before him was Sun Wukong, he naturally envisioned what would eventually happen to Sun Wukong.

"Elder Brother, what is it?"

Upon hearing Wang Yang's words, Sun Wukong scratched his head and face in puzzlement.

"Do you know how terrifying this world is?"

Wang Yang asked Sun Wukong a soul-stirring question.

Hearing Wang Yang's words, Sun Wukong noncommittally said, "I play all day on Mount Huaguo, and when an old monkey's time comes, death is the most terrifying thing!"

"That's because you haven't encountered an Immortal..."

As Wang Yang spoke, Mystic Light flickered on his body and he disappeared from sight.

"Elder Brother? Where did you go?"

Seeing Wang Yang vanish, Sun Wukong was taken aback, hurriedly looking around, but there was no sign of his elder brother.

Just as Sun Wukong turned to look, he found his elder brother had reappeared before him.

"Elder Brother! That move just now was impressive!"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, intrigued by the thought of learning.

"That was just a minor technique, in this world it's the most commonplace spell!"

"Do you now understand the terror of this world?"