A Core Ship From The Start

Let’s start with Sun Wukong, who left the ghost temple that night to chat with the Dragon King and share some drinks, wreaking havoc the whole night, and still remembering Duanmu Huai’s words, he returned riding the clouds at the crack of dawn. And then Sun Wukong saw—————the temple was left in complete ruins, flattened to the ground, with only Duanmu Huai sitting forlornly on a stone, gazing up at the sky, while the Pegasus silently munched on grass behind him without a word.

"Master, your old Sun is back."

At this, Sun Wukong took a spin and landed in front of Duanmu Huai.

"Master, what kind of mighty demon did you come across to have fought so fiercely?"

Looking at the fully collapsed temple before him, Sun Wukong was also surprised inwardly, because all along their journey to retrieve the scriptures, nearly all the demons and ghosts barely lasted a single move before they were killed by Duanmu Huai. How strong must a demon be to fight his master to this extent.....?

"Ah.........."

Duanmu Huai quietly sighed and looked towards Sun Wukong.

"Where did you go?"

"Disciple went to visit the East Sea Dragon King, where I caught up with his older brother, oh, and there was good wine and delicious food. Master, if you don’t disdain it..."

"I’ll pass on the seafood, not interested."

Duanmu Huai silently waved his hand.