125: Chapter 125 Humanity 125: Chapter 125 Humanity The female disciples of the Xuanyu Sect, one after another, had eyes filled with allure, almost as if they were offering themselves willingly.

In the world of cultivating immortality, this is not considered disgraceful.

It’s not uncommon for female cultivators to admire the strong and offer themselves to them.

Sun Wukong frowned and said, displeased, “What kind of looks are those?

Put away your thoughts.

Old Sun isn’t even moved by Chang’e, how could I be moved by the likes of you?”

“With no woman in his heart, his staff swings naturally divine.

Old Sun is the War God, how could he be swayed by women?”

Those female cultivators were speechless.

A true straight man, of the kind completely uninterested in women.

After being warned by Sun Wukong, they no longer pressed their attentions on Wukong.

However, Wukong still couldn’t stand their gazes.

So, he simply left a message and departed from the Xuanyu Sect.

This greatly disappointed the disciples of the Xuanyu Sect.

If they had been favored by the Great Saint, it would have meant a quick rise to success.

Unfortunately, the Great Saint wasn’t interested in them.

Thousands of years had passed, and dynasties in the Southern Continent had changed; the Great Tang had already vanished for over a thousand years.

War and chaos had returned.

The vast Southern Continent, with over a hundred countries, was in constant strife, the common people suffered, and demon fiends roamed everywhere.

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly; he knew the reason.

The Heavenly Court had crumbled, chaos reigned in the Three Realms, and even the succession of dynasties was in disarray.

Without the Emperor Star descending to the Lower Realm or the military stars entering our world, ending this era of chaos was truly difficult.

Unless someone among the Human Race emerged as powerful as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, who, with a mortal body, could claim the title of Human Emperor and establish a Heavenly Court for humans like the Yellow Emperor did, gaining reverence throughout the Four Seas—we could end this chaos.

Otherwise, we can only wait until the Three Realms regain order, for the Emperor Star to descend and unite all under heaven.

Whichever route it takes, this chaotic era won’t end anytime soon.

Sun Wukong landed on the earth, no longer continuing to ride the clouds.

He simply walked through the human world on his legs.

He saw armies everywhere, human lives worth less than straw, and people desperate enough to trade their children for food.

Sun Wukong also saw that in their darkest moments, people still clung to hope, fighting vigorously to survive.

He saw lovers forced to separate over material needs.

He witnessed people dishonoring their parents, acting worse than beasts.

The myriad conditions of human life—he walked and observed them all.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong realized why he couldn’t fully enter the Heavenly Venerate realm.

He was a being naturally formed by the earth, existing since the creation of heaven and earth, from an immortal stone.

Endowed with heavenly energy and moonlight over long periods, he eventually gained spiritual awareness.

Within him, the immortal embryo nurtured until one day, it cracked open to produce a stone egg as round as a ball.

Exposed to the wind, it transformed into a stone monkey.

He had no parents, yet the familial moral order is an essential Dao between heaven and earth.

Though Sun Wukong had outstanding talents, lacking this experience meant his realm of Dao wasn’t truly perfect.

He intended to immerse himself in the mortal world, experience its myriad conditions, and then emerge from it to achieve the way of the Heavenly Venerate naturally.

In the end, Sun Wukong simply sealed his own mana.

His clothes gradually became tattered as he wandered with a group of people from place to place.

Sun Wukong saw people around him die from starvation.

He also saw people forced to sell their own children to survive.

He witnessed parents who were unkind and children who were unfilial.

He was once dragged away to be conscripted as a strong soldier, becoming a new recruit.

In his first experience of war alongside his fellow recruits, Sun Wukong fought fiercely, his body pierced, dying in camp with all the recruits annihilated.

When the battle was over, Sun Wukong stood up and left the place.

He then arrived somewhere less prosperous and poorer, but remote and very peaceful, untouched by the ravages of war.

Sun Wukong transformed into a baby, picked up by a childless couple.

They cherished him like a treasure, raising him from infancy to adulthood.

When their time came, Sun Wukong tended to them in their final moments.

He then reclaimed his original identity and obtained a decree from the Great Emperor Ziwei to appoint the couple as local deities.

The couple had never expected that they had adopted an immortal.

They were thrilled, overflowing with gratitude, but there was also a hint of regret in their eyes.

Once Sun Wukong reclaimed his identity, their relationship as father, son, and mother was severed.

Sun Wukong felt a sigh of regret.

He naturally wouldn’t stay there but went to another place instead.

He became the son of a wealthy family, but as the fortune waned, his parents perished tragically, and he was expelled.

Ultimately, he rose again in another city, returned to his family, and took revenge on his foes.

After accomplishing all this, Sun Wukong regained his self-awareness.

He heaved a sigh, his eyes reflecting a greater depth of world-weariness.

He hesitated for a moment but eventually entered into the next life again.

In this life, he was born into a rather affluent family, living a stable life with a childhood sweetheart.

The two had grown up together, and at sixteen, with their parents’ blessing, they married.

This life was incredibly long, with Sun Wukong living to ninety-nine without passing away.

His wife also reached the age of ninety-nine but remained spry and lively.

They had several children, but all were mortals.

At the age of one hundred, Sun Wukong regained consciousness.

He looked at the woman before him, now with silvery-white hair, his eyes full of struggle.

To Sun Wukong, this was merely experiencing life, certainly not to be trapped within it.

But this woman, over a century, had left too deep a mark in his heart.

“Stay with her until the end.”

Sun Wukong thought to himself in the darkness of his mind.

The woman’s eyes twinkled, and it seemed a strange light flashed through them.

A hundred and fifty years later, even their great-grandchildren had been buried for twenty years, yet they were still alive.

Sun Wukong seemed to realize something.

His Eyes of Golden Flame activated.

At this time, there was also mana circulating around the woman.

“Great Saint,” she said.

“War God’s Daughter,” he replied.

Both recognized each other’s identities, and both were immensely embarrassed.

“How could this happen?”

Sun Wukong scratched his head, feeling certain that he had been set up.

Otherwise, how could such a mistake have occurred?

The War God’s Daughter was also stunned.

A hint of shyness crossed her beautiful face as she said, “I wanted to step into the Heavenly Venerate Realm.

My father said I was born a celestial maiden and had never experienced the mortal phase; thus, he let me enter the world to experience the full spectrum of human life.”

This was something many immortals did, after all, not all immortals were from the Human Race.

But why had they met each other?

The probability was even less than that of Zhu Bajie killing the Jade Emperor.

In the Doushuai Temple, Elder Lord was smiling, his face revealing a trace of satisfaction.

Zhu Bajie was also watching a mirror in front of him, which was quickly playing out Sun Wukong’s life.

He grinned widely and said, “Teacher, if Monkey finds out that you are the one scheming against him, he is definitely going to come after you.”

Elder Lord glanced at him and chuckled, “Can he beat me?”

Zhu Bajie fell silent.

In the Three Realms, who would dare claim they could contend against The Three Pure Ones?

Elder Lord didn’t wait for Zhu Bajie to continue speaking.

He laughed and said, “This monkey is exceptionally gifted, but he lacks proper guidance.

The Jade Emperor taught him spells and divine skills, but he did not teach him The Great Dao.

Now that he has realized this on his own and is experiencing human life in a day, I naturally want to help him.

If his wife were a mortal, and his life ended with regrets, how could his Dao Heart reach perfection?”

Zhu Bajie found much sense in this, realizing there was this consideration too.

“The War God’s Daughter is a descendant of Mysterious Spirit Elder Huang, an ancient goddess of the Blue Clothes, and her exceptional beauty and status are a good match for Wukong,” the Elder Lord said slowly.

Zhu Bajie, however, was skeptical.

He countered, “Teacher, Monkey isn’t like that.

He believes in a heart free of women, where wielding his staff comes naturally.

I doubt he would appreciate your gesture.”

“Just wait and see,” said Elder Lord with a light smile.

Zhu Bajie said no more.

In the Lower Realm, Sun Wukong was also calculating who could have schemed against him?

Yet, he came up empty.

Elder Lord’s status was too high for Sun Wukong to possibly figure it out.

After a long while without results, Sun Wukong snorted coldly and gave up completely.

Neither of the two spoke first as they stared at each other, eyes wide and small.

The War God’s Daughter was fierce in battle, but at this moment, knowing that she was to spend her life with the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, she didn’t know what to do.

She was ultimately a woman, unlike a man who could take things lightly.

Just then, a streak of golden light flashed by, and the Yellow Emperor arrived.

He smiled and said, “Daughter, I felt that you have succeeded, so I came to take you home.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sun Wukong.

“Great Saint,” he said, his face filled with surprise.

He looked back and forth between the two, and suddenly his expression darkened.

“Great Saint, what have you done to my daughter?” he demanded sternly, looking extremely angry.

Sun Wukong looked baffled, feeling that the Yellow Emperor was just putting on an act.

Facing the Yellow Emperor’s accusation, Sun Wukong was not nervous at all.

Rolling his eyes, he replied sharply, “So what if we got married and had a few kids?

What’s wrong with that?

Can’t we?”

Moreover, these were all things done by their mortal incarnations gathered in this Mortal World; nothing actually happened with their real bodies.

Understanding this, Sun Wukong felt even more justified.

“Yellow Emperor, you’re questioning Old Sun?

Are you looking for a beating?”

He brandished his Jingu Bang, looking furious, ready to strike the Yellow Emperor.

In the Doushuai Temple, Elder Lord spat out a mouthful of tea in laughter.

This monkey’s reaction was completely unlike that of ordinary people.

Facing the Yellow Emperor’s questioning, not only was he not at all nervous, but he also appeared quite annoyed, ready to beat up the Yellow Emperor.

Zhu Bajie laughed so hard his stomach hurt.

Monkey was truly awesome; he was completely convinced.

The Yellow Emperor was also baffled.

Weren’t they the victims here?

Shouldn’t they be the ones demanding an apology from Sun Wukong?

But looking at the current situation, things were not at all as he had imagined.

Sun Wukong’s aggressive stance made it look like he was ready to fight.

Why?

“Don’t you bully my father,” said the War God’s Daughter, her eyes glaring somewhat angrily.

Sun Wukong’s neck involuntarily shrunk, his legs softened, and he almost dropped his Jingu Bang.

He was dumbfounded.

What was this reaction all about?