"Sun Wukong."
The Buddha spoke, his voice like a celestial echo, "I once said if I didn't return, you wouldn't be able to defeat this self of mine."
Sun Wukong nodded slightly, "So what?"
"I was wrong."
The Buddha said, "You have defeated me."
Sun Wukong laughed speechlessly, "Which Buddha are you, really?"
"Both."
The Buddha said, "I owe you a favor, but I cannot allow your current actions."
Sun Wukong asked, "Do we still have to fight?"
The Buddha shook his head.
Sun Wukong had saved him and the beings of the little world after all; he couldn't ignore this debt.
"I'll wait for you one day."
The Buddha said, "After a day, we will decide the outcome."
This day was given to Sun Wukong to resolve the Heavenly Dao Curse.
Sun Wukong smiled, "No need for a day."
Light burst from his body, and the next moment, Sun Wukong's figure suddenly disappeared.
"Qinghua."
Emperor Gouchen looked at Emperor Qinghua.
Emperor Qinghua nodded slightly, "Let's go together."
