Chapter 145: I am a Stone, Not Wukong
Water Curtain Cave at the Flower Fruit Mountain.
A monkey popped out from a stubborn rock, this monkey had neither father nor mother. If one must say who its mother was, perhaps only the Supreme Lady Nuwa could be named. He was born from a Five-Colored Sky-mending Stone, receiving the essence of heaven and earth, blending the spirit of all things, and accumulating the merit of repairing the heavens, one could say he was uniquely blessed.
Next to the stone bloomed a Ziwei flower, which had kept him company for countless years, and still appeared fragile today.
Looking at this flower, he suddenly felt a sourness in his heart, yet he could not explain it, he was even so naive that he did not know what this feeling was.
A group of monkeys began to gather around him, chattering and asking for his name.
He thought for a while, not knowing how long he had thought, before he told the monkeys, "My name is Stone!"
A monkey jumped up and said, "Stone? What an ugly name!"
Stone then said, "You may find it ugly, but I think it’s very nice!"
As days went by, Stone occasionally climbed back to the place of his birth to keep the Ziwei flower company.
Day by day, year by year.
The monkeys around him had died, only he remained young and agile.