Sun Wukong arrived at Liu Che's sleeping palace.

"Is this the place?"

He asked.

Liu Che nodded: "Yes."

Sun Wukong drew two Immortal Talismans in the air above the door.

"That should do it."

Sun Wukong withdrew his hand.

Liu Che looked towards the door; the Immortal Talismans had already disappeared.

"Will this prevent me from dreaming about the Pure Land?"

He was somewhat skeptical.

"Yes."

Sun Wukong nodded.

Those two Immortal Talismans contained his power, not only warding off all evil, but also blocking Immortals and Buddhas. Even if the Buddha himself came, they could hold him off for some time.

Sun Wukong took his leave and departed.

Liu Che escorted him out of the Imperial Palace and then said, "Great Saint, may I sculpt an image of you?"

Compared to Sun Wukong's original form, his human-like Transformation State was more in line with human beliefs.

Sun Wukong didn't think much of it: "Sure."

The human image and Monkey Image made no essential difference to him.

The human image was also a Transformation State, also the true self—just as Guanyin could be worshiped in many forms, so could Sun Wukong.

He bid farewell to Liu Che and returned to Kunlun Mountain.

From that day forward, Liu Che indeed no longer dreamed about the Northern Continent.

Afterwards, statues of Sun Wukong began to be erected across the Southern Continent.

The actions of the Human Clan drew the attention of Wanling Country.

"My brother's statue?"

Ao Luan looked at the statue model brought back by the demons and said, "It doesn't come close to my brother."

The statues in the Southern Continent were made based on the human-like form of Sun Wukong, but after all, they were just statues; they could only capture a rough likeness, and there was still a great difference from the person himself.

"I can do better."

Ao Luan thought thusly, then called everyone together.

"I want to build a statue of my brother in Wanling City, what do you all think?"

"Don't we already have one?"

Immortal Zhen Yuan asked.

"I want to build a big one."

Ao Luan replied, "To place it at the harbor, so that anyone who comes to Wanling City will see it first thing."

They began to discuss it.

"Such a flamboyant statue may not be suitable for your wise brother."

Immortal Zhen Yuan said, "Why not display mine?"

"That would be worse than displaying a Ginsengfruit."

Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy spoke bluntly.

Immortal Zhen Yuan gave him a look, and the Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy immediately changed his tune: "The Immortal's statue would certainly be splendid."

However, others did not agree.

"Immortal Zhen Yuan is too frivolous; let's choose something else."

Although they did not agree with Immortal Zhen Yuan, they also felt that since Sun Wukong's statues were everywhere, there was no need to make a big one.

"I have a way."

The Jade Emperor, who had come to join the excitement, spoke up: "I'll organize an event, in which you all can participate. Let the citizens of Wanling City decide."

"That's a good idea!"

Everyone immediately agreed.

"No..."

Ao Luan was about to refuse.

"Let's do it this way!"

However, the Jade Emperor had already made up his mind. His status was no lower than Ao Luan's; if he wanted to proceed, it would be hard for Ao Luan to stop him.

Ao Luan had a thought: "Just write a letter inviting my brother to participate as well."

She believed that as long as Sun Wukong showed up, he would certainly win the final contest.

But after her letter arrived at the Eastern Continent, Sun Wukong merely glanced at it briefly before setting it aside.

A group of Immortals gathered at Wanling Immortal Sect.

"Great Saint, what shall we create?"

They looked at Sun Wukong expectantly.

Today was the day when Sun Wukong would announce the first creation by an Immortal.

"I observe the Wanling Immortal Path."

Sun Wukong said, "It is unregulated, and eventually, there will be a big problem."

The immortals nodded in agreement.

They had noticed this as well.

The development of Wanling Immortal Path was too rapid, and even in the best-regulated Wanling Country, there would occasionally be people who carelessly abused the Wanling Immortal Path, endangering others.

At this time, it is necessary to impose appropriate restraints and management on the Wanling Immortal Path so that it can continue to develop stably.

"Great Saint hopes to create something to impose these restraints?"

The immortals asked, "How can we regulate the Wanling Immortal Path?"

Sun Wukong already had an answer.

"Please look."

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, and as all the immortals turned their gaze towards him, a round ball appeared in his hand.

"This…"

The immortals were slightly taken aback, "It's just a common Daoist Skill."

Although they could not see the specific effects of the round ball, they could feel that it had little power.

"This is a Daoist Skill created just now by a human from Luli Country."

Sun Wukong answered, "It can steal, so I took it over."

The immortals were startled.

"Extinguish!"

Sun Wukong then clenched his fist, and the round ball shattered in his hand.

"From this moment on, the Wanling Immortal Path must not allow this Daoist Skill to appear again."

He continued.

It was as if a flash of light crossed their minds, and all the immortals felt a jolt in their hearts.

"Great Saint, could it be…"

They looked at Sun Wukong, "Can you control the creation of the Wanling Immortal Path?"

"I created the Wanling Immortal Path."

Sun Wukong nodded, "Everything born from the Immortal Path is under my control."

He could take away Daoist Skills created by others at any time, and could also exclude any Daoist Skill he disliked from the Immortal Path forever.

The immortals all inhaled sharply, realizing Sun Wukong's terrifying control over the Wanling Immortal Path.

"Great Saint…"

Zhang Daoling asked, "You have such divine skills, why not mention it?"

Sun Wukong shook his head, "I cannot limit the development of the Immortal Path."

If people knew that he could control everything about the Wanling Immortal Path, they would not accept the Immortal Path as they do now.

Too much control is also why Sun Wukong let the Spiritual Network of the Southern Continent become free.

He did not want to become a hindrance to the Immortal Path.

But now - for the long-term development of the Immortal Path, he must undertake better management.

"I want to delegate these divine skills."

Sun Wukong explained his thoughts to the immortals.

He wished to delegate his authority over the Wanling Immortal Path, to establish an Immortal Path Management Bureau, to be jointly overseen by demons and immortals.

"Firstly, they can guide the correct development of Daoist Skills, and secondly, they can stop the spread of catastrophic Daoist Skills."

Sun Wukong said.

The immortals expressed their profound respect.

"Great Saint has considered thoroughly."

Zhang Daoling bowed and said, "But with our understanding of the Wanling Immortal Path, we cannot do this."

Sun Wukong's idea of delegating powers was good, but it was fundamentally unachievable.

Sun Wukong frowned slightly, "Not even with the Three Thousand Immortal Paths?"

"Three Thousand Immortal Paths..."

The immortals discussed it for a while and found that it was not impossible.

"Great Saint, please give us some time."

They said.

Sun Wukong nodded, allowing them to go down and find a solution.

Elsewhere, Wanling Country held a grand event for a statue.

Numerous immortals took turns, even Emperor Donghua participated, but the result was unsurprising—Daji won with overwhelming superiority.

"Put my statue on top!"

She unhesitatingly had a giant statue, taller than a mountain, made without any thought of avoiding controversy.

Outsiders who came to Wanling Country, those with good eyesight could see that statue from the border.

The immortals felt somewhat helpless, but in the end, they did not say anything - after all, the image of Daji was quite suitable.

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