Chapter 96: The Romance of Master and Disciple

Bang!

The Jiemie Demon God's enormous head, like a ripe watermelon, burst open at the sound.

Red and white, it sprayed in all directions.

His headless corpse still held its final attack pose, but it fell backward powerlessly.

Sun Wukong stepped forward and planted one foot on the chest of the corpse that was still twitching slightly.

He pressed down hard with his foot.

Crack!

The corpse turned completely into flying ash.

The Golden Cudgel in his hand pointed diagonally toward the heavens.

On the tip of the staff, a drop of gold‑purple blood,

slowly dripped, stirring invisible ripples in the deathly silent Chaos.

Behind him floated countless remnants and Primordial Source debris of the Chaotic Demon God.

The whole battlefield was a mess.

And he was the only one standing.

Alone, he smashed through the entire Chaotic Demon God Alliance!

This terrifying alliance that made countless living beings tremble became history today, right now.

It became a stepping stone on Sun Wukong's path to proving the Dao—unassuming yet weighty.

Sun Wukong's chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.

Wounds on his body sent waves of sharp pain.

But the smile on his face shone at its brightest.

Exhilarating!

Never‑before‑felt exhilaration!

This is what battle truly is!

This is the demeanor fitting of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!

He slowly lifted his head, gazing across the endless void toward a not‑distant figure.

That white‑haired silhouette, standing still as if unchanged since time immemorial.

The gazes of master and disciple met in the air.

On Bodhi's face, unchanged for ten thousand years, indifferent as the Heavenly Dao.

Finally, like early spring ice and snow, it began to melt.

Taking its place was that familiar

... feeling that came from the heart.

... a smile filled with boundless relief.

"Very good."

Bodhi's figure appeared before Sun Wukong without any warning.

He reached out his hand.

His broad palm carried a hint of warmth.

Gently, he brushed away a drop of blood that did not belong to Sun Wukong—demon god's blood—from his cheek.

This gesture was very gentle.

At this moment, everything between heaven and earth seemed to lose sound.

The violent Chaos Turbulence grew docile.

The shattered spatial laws healed themselves.

All slaughter and bloodshed, at this moment, returned to peace.

Master and disciple simply stared at each other in silence.

All words seemed superfluous.

All explanations turned pale.

In that gaze lay trust that needed no words.

It was a tacit understanding of sharing life and death.

Moreover, it was the supreme romance that spanned countless ages, shook the whole Chaos, and belonged solely to master and disciple.

This, is truly my master!

This, is truly the Dao I have long sought!

Sun Wukong grinned, laughing like a child who just got candy.

Bodhi's voice, carrying a hint of unprecedented approval, sounded slowly in this void.

That voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of Sun Wukong and distant Yao.

"From today onward."

"You are now qualified to stand shoulder‑to‑shoulder with your master."

Boom!

These words shocked Sun Wukong more than any previous divine ability or law!

To stand shoulder‑to‑shoulder with the master!

These five words are the highest honor he has dreamed of!

It is the final acknowledgment he would risk his life to obtain!

He did it!

All fatigue, all pain—at this moment, they all vanished!

His whole body now holds only limitless power and a heart full of heroic fervor!

"Hehe."

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow‑white teeth, dazzling beyond compare.

He put away the Golden Cudgel, scratched his head, and fell back into his somewhat irreverent manner.

But whether it was him or Bodhi, they both clearly knew.

From today on, some things are no longer the same.

Bodhi looked at him with relief and nodded.

Then he turned his body, gazing toward the deeper reaches of the Chaos Realm, that dark place where even light cannot reach.

His tone also became much more relaxed.

"Let's go."

"The fun's over; it's time to get down to business."

"We'll go get the last piece of debris."

Sun Wukong heard this and his spirit rose.

"All right!"

He was about to catch up.

But Bodhi suddenly stopped, turned back and glanced at him.

In that gaze lay a hint of mystery, a hint… of a strange smile.

"Right."

"It's also time for you to meet…"

Bodhi paused, seemingly weighing his words.

Finally, he spoke in a half‑joking tone:

"He has created your 'mother'."