At Mount Lingtai, Square-Inch Mountain, in the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars,
before Patriarch Bodhi, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven slowly opens his eyes after a thousand years of silence.
“Your Dao body is perfected, and your arts are unmatched. But your worldly ties remain, and your heart still clings to something.”
A sheet of temporal water reveals a blue planet 108,000 li away.
“This world is called Blue Star. There, you have your only living blood relative...”
“Your younger sister, Sun Xiaodie.”
That day, Sun Wukong tore through the barriers of time and space and stepped into the modern city in white robes.
Beneath the neon lights of a nightclub, he saw his sister with tears in her eyes, cornered by a spoiled rich kid.
The wrath of the Great Sage, silent for a thousand years, erupted in an instant.
He kicked down a load-bearing wall and shielded his sister behind him.
“Touch my little sister, and you’re dead.”
From then on, Jiangcheng had a peerless powerhouse in its midst.
Martial arts grandmasters? Sent flying with a wave of his sleeve!
Billion-yuan tycoon families? Wiped out overnight!
The Netherworld? He’d take his sister there and turn it upside down again!
Patriarch Bodhi said this was his ultimate cultivation trial.
Looking at the girl curled up asleep on the sofa, Sun Wukong whispered in a voice only he could hear:
“Master, I don’t mind if I never graduate from this cultivation.”
