Journey to the West: Settling Down in Divine Ox Village with a Spirit Stone

Zhang Tian spent two years seeking immortality without success. He made his way into the Divine Ox Village in Nanzhanbuzhou, hoping to find a place to stay, but the village chief rejected him on the spot. In his sleeve, he clutched half of a cracked immortal stone, which he had picked up three years ago at the foot of Flower-Fruit Mountain. Fine golden light still seeped from the fissures. The village chief glanced at his palm and pressed a withered hand against the edge of the stone table. “Boy, leave the thing behind, and you can stay too.”