“Seventh Ancestor…” The Tai Chi masters were greatly surprised.
How is that possible?
That monkey is at most at the peak of the ninth level of the Creation Realm.
Even if it has touched the threshold of the half-step immortal realm, it is still not one.
The Seventh Ancestor was at the third level of the Half-Step Immortal Realm, a figure who was quite prominent even in the Central Continent.
How could he have been beaten by a monkey?
It's a hallucination, it must be a hallucination.
The Seventh Ancestor's eyes widened, a look of horror appearing in them, and he stammered, "Super, Super Heaven-grade Spiritual Treasure..."
These words were like a boulder crashing into the lake, creating ripples that spread far and wide.
All the Tai Chi masters were astonished.
There are only a handful of top-grade spiritual artifacts on the entire continent.
Their clan possesses the bloodline of ancient divine beasts, giving them some resources, but they only have one Heavenly Grade Spiritual Artifact.
And it's sealed away.
It can only be used a maximum of five times per year, and after that, it cannot be activated again.
We have to wait until the following year.
Even so, this top-grade spiritual artifact is enough to make their clan proud on this continent.
But what that monkey was holding was actually a top-grade spiritual treasure!
What is the background of this man and monkey?
Could it be that some peerless master wants to harm their Taiji Divine Clan?
"You do have some knowledge." Wukong took back the collar, put it back around his neck, and snorted, "By order of my master, I'm taking a Taiji Divine Beast back to raise and produce milk. This divine child of yours looks pretty good, so he's the one."
"Insolence!" The injured Third Elder roared, his face dark with anger. "We are the dignified Son of God, of incomparable nobility..."
"Get lost! You've got a hard time thinking about this, haven't you?" Wukong glared at the Third Elder and scolded him.
The Third Elder was stunned for a moment, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and the aroma of meat wafted even further.
Wukong twitched his nose and suddenly laughed, "Grandpa Monkey, I'd also like to try what the Tai Chi Divine Flavor is like."
The Third Elder's body trembled even more violently, and his lips quivered.
"Are you the Demon King Ping Jing, fellow Daoist?" Seventh Ancestor wiped the blood from his mouth and asked.
"That's all in the past. My master has given me a new name, Wukong." Wukong stood up straight and said seriously.
The Seventh Patriarch was taken aback.
The mighty Demon King Ping Jing once turned the Central Continent upside down. How could such a person possibly recognize a master?
Who exactly is his master?
Could this top-grade spiritual treasure have been a gift from his master?
If this is indeed the case, the Taiji Divine Clan cannot afford to antagonize such a person.
However, it is absolutely unacceptable to offer up the divine child with both hands.
Otherwise, if word got out, their entire clan would be too ashamed to show their faces.
"Fellow Daoist Wukong..."
"Stop your babbling! If you know what's good for you, get out of the way or you'll force Grandpa Monkey to chop you all up!" Wukong's face darkened instantly, and he threatened.
"It's not that I'm being unreasonable, but the divine child doesn't meet your master's requirements," the Seventh Ancestor hurriedly said.
"Requirements?" Wukong didn't react for a moment.
"Didn't you just say that your master wanted to raise a Taiji Divine Beast to produce milk?" Seventh Ancestor said after a long pause.
“Wukong, what he said makes sense. We should look for the goddess.” Bai Wenyuan slapped his forehead and said.
“We don’t have any goddesses in our clan,” the Seventh Ancestor hurriedly said, “but we can select a few beautiful young Tai Chi divine beasts…”
"Wukong, can you hear me? Respond to me if you can." At this moment, Bai Qingqing's voice came from Wukong's collar.
Crisp and melodious.
Yet it contains unparalleled power and pressure.
Even though the Seven Ancestors were already at the half-step immortal realm, they were forced to kneel on the ground by this oppressive force.
His forehead touched the ground directly.
It's so hard to lift it up.
Not to mention the other Tai Chi masters, they were completely prostrate on the ground, unable to move an inch.
Only Wukong and Bai Wenyuan were unaffected, as if the pressure had deliberately avoided them.
Wukong immediately squeaked twice with a look of delight.
"Huh? Father just said he gave you a pill to awaken your intelligence, but you still can't speak?" Bai Qingqing asked in confusion.
"I originally wanted to give Master a surprise, but I didn't expect the Sect Master to speak first." Wukong's mind was racing.
This Bai Wuji, he didn't even bother to give me a heads-up beforehand! Luckily I was quick-witted, otherwise I would have been exposed!
"What a little rascal!" Bai Qingqing couldn't help but laugh.
"Master, what do you need me for? I'm picking wild fruit right now," Wukong said hurriedly.
"I've already positioned your collar at the entrance of the courtyard. You can just come back when you're tired of playing," Bai Qingqing said.
Wukong closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, then immediately scratched his ears and cheeks with delight: "I have sensed it, thank you, Master."
This is instant teleportation.
Even the best teleportation talisman on this continent wouldn't have even a fraction of this effect.
With just a thought, he could instantly return to the entrance of his master's courtyard.
No amount of restrictions can hold it back.
This is equivalent to having an additional immortality skill.
If he can win, he fights; if he can't, he runs away. No one can do anything to him.
"Remember not to stay out too late, and be careful. If anyone dares to bully you, just send me a message, and I'll definitely stand up for you!" Bai Qingqing said with a smile.
Bai Qingqing's original intention was that she had the sect leader as her father, her mother, and her six older brothers as her support.
But it doesn't mean that to other people.
Especially those Tai Chi masters.
They felt that this was an extraordinary being giving them a warning.
Wukong first smiled smugly at the group of Tai Chi masters, and then said obediently, "Don't worry, Master, I'll be back soon."
"Go have some fun," Bai Qingqing said, ending the call happily.
She only discovered this when she had nothing else to do; this pet collar actually has the functions of a Blue Star mobile phone.
Of course, it's much more powerful than Blue Star Mobile.
It can also be used for targeted teleportation.
That's great.
After ending the call, Wukong was also very happy.
With its tiny paws behind its back, it raised an eyebrow at the Seven Ancestors: "Did you hear what my master said?"
The Seventh Patriarch stood up shakily, nodding his head vigorously, saying repeatedly, "I heard it, I heard it."
He initially thought that the owner who could give Wukong a super-grade spiritual treasure must be a powerful being.
Moreover, he is a highly capable individual with profound knowledge and experience.
He might be at the peak of the ninth level of the half-step immortal realm, just one step away from advancing to the immortal realm.
Their cultivation level is even higher than that of their clan's ancestor; they must not become enemies.
But now he realizes that what he just thought was completely wrong.
Even through the magical artifact, he could feel the supreme pressure emanating from Master Wukong—it was... beyond the realm of immortals!
"Fellow Daoist Wukong, oh no, Lord Wukong, and this gentleman, please move to the inner hall," the Seventh Patriarch said with trepidation.
"Seventh Brother, you heard what Master just said. He told me not to stay out too late and to go back early. You'd better hurry up and choose suitable clansmen so I can go back and report to Master." Wukong said with his hands behind his back, looking like a peerless master.
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