Wang Ba was momentarily stunned, looking into the eyes of the Wu Monkey King:
"Mao, you..."
Wu Monkey King slightly averted his gaze, looking towards the outer realm, fearless and without worry, his gaze calm and candid:
"What I inherit is the Way of the War Victory Mage; in struggle, one can comprehend their true nature."
Wang Ba's expression paused slightly, then fell silent.
Yet all three came to persuade.
Birth of a Refining Void Cultivator within the Little Cang World is rare; Wu Monkey King's venture to the outer realm is almost a certain death, wasted in vain, a loss unbearable to all.
"Why not try with a puppet? From long ago, we still have two Emperor Puppets stored from the Daosheng Continent..."
Ji Ying spoke out.
Wu Monkey King gently shook his head but said nothing to explain.
Wang Ba's deep voice had already sounded:
"Emperor Puppets are mere lowest tier of Immortal Ascension... they can't detect anything."
"Be careful yourself."
