She is Lin Daiyu, the foremost of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling. Repaying the kindness of having been watered in a past life is her fate, and she is destined to die after shedding all her tears.
He is Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and the Victorious Fighting Buddha, a being who can reach everywhere under heaven. Yet he alone has forgotten how, at the dawn of chaos, he shielded a little blade of grass by the riverbank from wind and frost.
Until that day
Five-colored auspicious clouds descended into the mortal world, and the Golden Cudgel stirred the Grand Illusion.
“Little girl, those tears you owe may have been shed in the wrong place, don’t you think?” The Victorious Fighting Buddha’s words struck like thunder!
The Magic Jade reflected their past lives, and the truth on the banks of the Spirit River seared the heart:
The Divine Ying’s sweet dew shone brilliantly, but it was not the key to salvation;
The one who had truly preserved a glimmer of life in the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass was the nameless Mending-Heaven Stone, silently enduring fierce winds and raging flames!
A thousand years of misplaced devotion, a lifetime’s tears shed in vain. Her faith collapsed, and her debt of gratitude came to nothing.
Daiyu declared resolutely, “Baoyu, you’re not the one I owe!”
The Jia household was thrown into chaos, and the chains of fate snapped one link at a time.
“Come with me!”
On the Somersault Cloud, the frail, ailing beauty shed her sorrowful air.
On Flower-Fruit Mountain, her sea of tears and tribulation of the heart finally gave way to new life.
The Heavenly Court’s assault? Buddhism’s interrogation? Demons and monsters causing trouble?
Watch the Victorious Fighting Buddha sweep away a thousand foes with a single staff strike, with the increasingly resolute Consort of Xiaoxiang at his side!
This isn’t falling for someone else. It’s awakening! It’s defiance!
Breaking free from the shackles of “repaying tears,” she uses poetry and books to carry the Way, and her spiritual insight to probe the unseen.
Breaking free from the cage of “fate,” he takes her to see all three realms, roaming freely between heaven and earth.
When the last tear shed out of “gratitude” finally dries,
Where the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass once vanished, there stands
Lin Daiyu, holding a tuft of monkey hair and smiling at the green mountains!
“Remember, you haven’t owed anyone anything for a long time!”
