You Said You'd Slay Me, a Wandering Immortal. Why Has the Buddha Forgotten Too?

Thanks for the invite. I just got back from an errand at Spirit Mountain, only to hear that the Heavenly Court planned to execute some unlucky rogue immortal. The investigation ended up digging into my dirty secrets from five hundred years ago.

The whole Three Realms is saying I wasn't born a stone monkey, but was the “creation” of some almighty being?

Even the havoc in Heaven was a play someone had scripted?

That little immortal named Lu Qingyuan is bound to some kind of “Life Editor” and claims he can see my “source code.” He keeps insisting he'll help me recover my memories.

Hah. Is this melon even ripe?

I want to see whether the Buddhas of the Western Heaven have eyes and ears everywhere, or the Kings of Hell have some other scheme up their sleeves.

The gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms all want to see me make a fool of myself. Well, I'll flip the whole board and see who dares mess with the roots of Great Sage Equal to Heaven!