The Five Finger Mountain pressed down on Galuo.
Sun Wukong gazed down at the massive peak from the sky, feeling a subtle sensation.
Back when he read the Heavenly Book, his biggest dream was to not be controlled by the Tathāgata. Unexpectedly, today, he was the one using the Five Finger Mountain to suppress others.
But, to be honest, *this feeling was pretty good.*
"Brother!"
Immortal Zhenyuan's icy face appeared before Sun Wukong.
Before he could question him, Sun Wukong spoke first, "Immortal, I plan to modify your horsetail whisk to make it stronger."
"What?"
Immortal Zhenyuan was taken aback, his anger turning to joy, "Really?"
"Really."
Sun Wukong nodded.
Immortal Zhenyuan's anger immediately disappeared.
With a face full of smiles, he handed the horsetail whisk to Sun Wukong and then listened to him saying he was going to Wushan.
"Wushan? The matchmaking is not continuing?"
Immortal Zhenyuan asked in surprise.
"No, it's not."
Sun Wukong shook his head.
