"This won't do, I, Old Sun, also want to take him as my apprentice. You better withdraw a bit from his dirty temple and leave a spot for me, Old Sun."
"You mischievous monkey, you're speaking nonsense again. Once a mortal begins polluting, how can it be undone? Stop talking rubbish."
"Then let's have a fight. Whoever wins will take him as an apprentice. You three-eyed one, you only arrived a bit earlier than me, Old Sun. Why should you have such an advantage?"
Sun Yan could have never imagined that one day he would be simultaneously vied for by the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao and the Monkey King, feeling quite unexpectedly flattered.
Taking advantage of the two great gods' petty squabbles, he left the offering room, returned to the living room, and temporarily gathered all the cemetery members to prepare for a small meeting.
