Chapter 126 - 123: Wusheng Delivers a Stele at Guan Jiangkou
On this day, Patriarch Subhuti was meditating in the Quiet Room when he saw Xia Dynasty Dragon Seals materializing between his fingers.
Though he was a scholar of heavenly beings, he couldn’t fully understand the inscriptions on the Swallowing Dragon Stele and could only deduce them one by one, turning them into small worlds, and casting each character into them.
Prior to this, no one had taken the Swallowing Dragon Stele seriously, thinking it was just someone’s trick. It was only after it flew away on its own that people realized how precious the characters were, but only a few dozen had been left in the human world.
After a long while, Patriarch Subhuti manifested the last character and, closing his eyes in affirmation, said, "So that’s how it is, the Heavenly Dao has indeed been reversed. No wonder that Macaca is so intelligent! Calculating these characters consumes too much cultivation strength, no wonder others are not interested in these inscriptions."
The Swallowing Dragon Stele recorded that Wukong, influenced by the power of the Rebirth Box, reversed the Heavenly Dao and returned to more than five hundred years ago, but the name signed at the bottom was an unexpected one—Fuxi.
Subhuti muttered to himself, "Celestial Emperor Fuxi, truly remarkable. If such a character hadn’t emerged, I fear the next heavenly calamity might truly have been insurmountable. But what mysteries do the other eight Swallowing Dragon Steles hold? Even Saints can’t resist the reversal of the Heavenly Dao; no wonder my own memory is completely gone! In my previous life, I did not intervene, perhaps due to someone’s instructions; this scheme has indeed been laid out grandly!"
Subhuti recalled everything with his eyes closed, considering that if Wukong knew his philosophy well, then what was recorded on the Swallowing Dragon Stele was likely correct. Otherwise, how could a demon monkey that had just been born be so clever? Despite this, he still found it quite mystical, after all, time had been reversed for more than five hundred years, truly unbelievable.
With a sweep of his large sleeve, the mysterious runes immediately dissipated into nothingness, as he thought to himself, "The other eight Swallowing Dragon Steles likely contain more than just ordinary matters."
Suddenly, a black coffin appeared before his eyes, the very one that Wusheng had brought back from the Map of Mountains and Rivers.
"How did you get here?" asked Subhuti indifferently.
"I have just awakened and have brought a stele for your disciple!" replied the coffin.