Chapter 370

Super God World.

Upon hearing this reply, Mo Ganna began to cough.

Less than three years old? Group master, you've dragged in a child too.

"Queen, what happened?" the demon Atuo asked in confusion.

"Nothing?" Mo Ganna waved her hand. "I just suddenly choked."

Like Lan Ran: "A life of only three years? Nezha really is pitiful."

This new member, in fact, is even worse off than Wu Zhi Bo.

Wu Zhi Bo lived in deception, but at least he lived for some time.

But Nezha.

From birth to death, he probably had only three years.

Demon Child Nezha: "You're all lying to me."

Chen Ziyu: "Whether or not they're lying to you, little Nezha, ask yourself and you'll know."

"Wait and see."

With these words, Demon Child Nezha logged off.

Sun Wukong: "Looks like you're not sent by the Heavenly Court. Heavens and Myriad Worlds—this is truly fascinating."

Journey to the West World.

Sun Wukong, staying on Mount Huaguo, watched the Myriad Worlds chat group with his consciousness and smiled faintly.

Originally, when he joined the Myriad Worlds chat group, he thought some immortal from the Heavenly Court had acted—but now it seems not.

How to put it.

The Heavenly Court wanted to capture him; it wouldn't need such complicated methods.

Ye Hei: "Brother Monkey, I wonder what your identity is…"

To Ye Hei, the name Sun Wukong was truly legendary, so he showed great respect.

Sun Wukong: "What's my identity? No point hiding it—I'm the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, the Beautiful Monkey King of Mount Huaguo. I once wrecked the Peach Banquet; I feared the Jade Emperor himself was after me, but it seems not."

Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong.

Ye Hei: "I never expected it was really you, Brother Monkey—you were my childhood idol."

Sun Wukong: "What? Childhood idol? Did I ever meet you?"

Ye Hei: "Not exactly, but your world has records in mine."

Sun Wukong: "Oh, just like what Chen Ziyu said to Demon Child Nezha—Chen Ziyu probably knows the history of my world too."

Like Lan Ran: "Correct, Elder Sun Wukong. Indeed."

Sun Wukong: "Then Chen Ziyu, tell old Sun—how did things turn out in my world? After I wrecked the Peach Banquet, did the Heavenly Court catch me?"

Mount Huaguo.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with light.

Sun Wukong himself had some suspicions about whether he'd be captured by the Heavenly Court.

Perhaps he really would be.

All he could say was that, back then, when he wrecked the Peach Banquet, he'd been drunk.