Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 107: Visiting Home and Family

At the thought, Ao Guang couldn’t help but smile to himself, "Immortal, rest assured, the arrangements will be clear and straightforward!"

"Father, I’ve broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm!"

Suddenly, a calm yet surprised female voice came through, as a young girl with a clear and elegant appearance walked over with brisk steps.

Upon seeing Sun Wukong inside the hall, she paused, slightly taken aback, and stopped in her tracks.

"Ling’er, you’ve broken through to a Golden Immortal?" Old Dragon King didn’t ignore what the young girl said and appeared immensely shocked.

One must know, Ling’er was previously only a True Immortal, but she was actually able to digest the power of the Flat Peach to the extent of breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm.

Originally, Ling’er had been the number one talent of the East Sea, not to mention after eating the Flat Peach.

At this age, with these achievements, this aptitude, the revival of his Dragon Clan seemed promising!

The Old Dragon King revealed a smile and hurriedly walked up to take Ao Ling’s hand, bringing her before Sun Wukong.

"Quick, pay respects to your benefactor," Ao Guang instructed Ao Ling.

Benefactor?

Ao Ling was somewhat puzzled.

"He is the Immortal who gave your father the Flat Peach."

Ao Guang reminded on the side.

So it was him!

Ao Ling suddenly realized, her pretty face showing deep gratitude.

Bowing deeply, she said sincerely, "Ao Ling hereby thanks the Immortal for the gracious gift of the Flat Peach opportunity."

"It was no trouble at all, hardly worth mentioning," Sun Wukong said casually, waving his hand, for he was merely stating the facts.

The Immortal is indeed a monkey of noble character and generous spirit!

Ao Guang and his daughter simultaneously formed the same high evaluation of Sun Wukong in their hearts.

"Er, Immortal, Old Dragon here has an immodest request, and I hope the Immortal might grant it." Glancing at his daughter, whom he was deeply proud of, Ao Guang seemed to have made up his mind and took a deep breath.

"Let’s hear it?" Sun Wukong didn’t immediately agree.

"Immortal, she is Ao Ling, Old Dragon’s youngest daughter."

"In terms of aptitude, Ling’er is definitely the highest in our Dragon Clan over the past ten thousand years. If she were to seclude herself within the Dragon Clan, it would only waste her potential. Therefore, Old Dragon earnestly requests the Immortal to accept my young daughter as a disciple."

Take a disciple? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Sun Wukong was a bit stunned, for he hadn’t fully learned himself yet, and now to consider taking on a disciple?

He quickly shook his head and declined, "Old Dragon King, I don’t take disciples."

He didn’t even know when he himself might graduate.

But seeing the sincere attitude of the Old Dragon King, Sun Wukong felt it wasn’t nice to refuse so bluntly, so he spoke again, "I don’t take disciples, but I can introduce you to my mentor."

"If my mentor would accept her, it would still be better than becoming a disciple of yours truly."

"Thank you, Immortal," Ao Guang was overjoyed.

The mentor of the Immortal, would he be an ordinary person?

Sun Wukong softly recited the address of the Chaos Residence.

"Report to the Dragon King, the water produce has also been completely harvested!" A soldier ran in and knelt to report.

Sun Wukong and the East Sea Dragon King followed up.

Sun Wukong looked over each item and then nodded his head. Although they weren’t as good as his master’s, they were nearly there.

With a wave of his hand, he gathered all the water produce.

"Thanks, Dragon King, if I ever run short on ingredients, I’ll come by again," said Sun Wukong.

"No problem at all!"

Ao Guang laughed heartily, confident that his Dragon Palace could bear any loss that wasn’t a Magical Treasure.

Watching Sun Wukong leave, Ao Guang quickly proceeded to the grand hall.

"Ling’er, how are you considering?" Ao Guang looked at the still contemplative Ao Ling before him and said.

"Even if you do not go, I can understand as your father."

Due to the calamity of the Dragon Han ordeal, our Dragon Clan is now facing obstacles everywhere in the Three Realms; not a single powerful being looks favorably upon our clan.

Currently, the most famous among the Dragon Clan is the Huanglong Taoist from the Chan School, but he is merely holding the title of one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and both his cultivation and Magical Treasure are the least impressive of all.

Even with an Immortal’s recommendation, there is a great deal of difficulties faced.

Ao Ling shook her head, a firm look in her eyes as she said, "Father King, I will go!"

Uttarakuru, Demon Master Palace.

"Still not found?" At the top seat, Kunpeng, draped in a black robe, displayed a gloomy face, his tone extraordinarily oppressive.

The demons in the hall, intimidated by this aura, broke into a cold sweat, but still mustered the courage to bow and say, "Your subordinate has already employed all the forces of the Demon Master Palace, searching throughout Uttarakuru and the Southern Continent without any trace of the Young Master."

"As for the Western Continent and Dongsheng Land, the influence of Buddhism and Taoism is simply too great. It has been quite difficult to carry out the search; so far, there is no sign of the Young Master."

"Hmph!" Kunpeng slammed his palm on the armrest of his throne, and the atmosphere in the hall grew even heavier.

"Please, Great One, spare my life!" The reporting demon’s face paled.

Kunpeng was utterly indifferent, raising his hand to strike dead this insignificant being that soured his mood.

"Demon Master, Demon Master, the Young Master, the Young Master has returned!"

Suddenly, a frantic voice echoed, as a demon came scrambling in.

Returned?

Kunpeng’s originally somber gaze flashed with delight, his reflex was to stand up, but as his rear left the seat, he sat back down again.

However, the gloomy aura about him vanished, and the previously pleading demon breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was a goner; good thing he wasn’t.

Long live the Young Master!

"All of you, leave." Kunpeng waved his hand and said.

The demons in the hall, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly left.

Seeing the great hall empty, Kunpeng pretended as if nothing was amiss, and then picked up an ancient book to read.

"Old Pops, I’m back."

His voice was heard before the person was seen.

The Roc Demon King’s voice became hearty after returning home, unlike his yes-man attitude at Chaos Residence.

The Roc Demon King and the Bull Demon King entered the great hall in succession.

"Junior Bull Demon King, pays his respects to Demon Master Predecessor." Bull Demon King respectfully bowed with clasped hands.

Even if he is renowned in the Three Realms, he is nothing in front of Kunpeng, the Demon Master from the Ancient Demon Court.

Seizing this opportunity to pay a visit before returning home wasn’t too late.

"Mhm." Kunpeng gave a faint nod, acknowledging the gesture.

In contrast, the Roc Demon King was not so reserved, coming up to Kunpeng’s side with a playful smile and saying, "Old Pops, so many days without seeing me, you missed me, right?"

"Worry about you, this unruly child?" Kunpeng snorted coldly, indicating that the Roc Demon King was delusional.

But the Roc Demon King was not so easily fooled, pointing at the book in Kunpeng’s hand with a mischievous smile.

"Old Pops, you just grabbed that randomly, didn’t you? The book is upside down."

Kunpeng was momentarily taken aback, but after all, as an Ancient Demonic Beast, he wouldn’t have survived until now without the ability to adapt quickly.

"What do you know, youngster? This is a special method for cultivating stern strength, the mysteries of the Quasi-Saint realm; how would you, a late-phase Taiyi Golden Immortal, understand... you!"

Kunpeng was making up a tale off the cuff when his words suddenly stopped, his eyes widening in shock.

"You reached the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal?" Kunpeng stood up in astonishment and said.

"How about that, impressive, right?" Roc Demon King boasted, parading around Kunpeng.

Truly so, it was not an illusion. It hadn’t been long since his breakthrough to the late phase of Taiyi Golden Immortal, so how had he reached the peak so soon?

Before Kunpeng could recover, the Roc Demon King spoke again with a mysterious air, "Old Pops, my transformation isn’t as simple as you think; I’m now incredibly strong!"