Subhuti had been very anxious lately.
Sun Wukong was like a salted fish. He was either dozing off or slacking off all day long. He had no ambition at all.
How could Subhuti not be anxious?
If Sun Wukong was like the original plot, in order to enter Bodhi's eyes and cultivate, he would sweep the ground, hoe the garden, and plant flowers and trees every day when he was free. When he was busy, he learned to preach the scriptures, practice calligraphy and burn incense.
If that was the case, Sun Wukong would be at Bodhi's mercy.
Because he was wholeheartedly devoted to the Dao, no matter how hard he tried to make things difficult for him, he would never give up easily.
However, the current Sun Wukong was like a salted fish, slacking off and dozing off all day. For a moment, Subhuti did not dare to act rashly.
He was very afraid that if he accidentally angered Sun Wukong, this fellow would turn around and leave, never to cultivate again.
Therefore, when he was preaching, he didn't scold Sun Wukong when he saw him fishing in troubled waters. He just pretended not to see it.
Fortunately, Sun Wukong didn't have any rebellious thoughts.
Otherwise, Subhuti might have suspected that the heavens had sent him here to torture him.
At this moment, he was very conflicted. Should he teach Sun Wukong the divine power in advance?
There were still nearly two hundred years before the Uproar in Heaven, and he was afraid that this guy's strength would advance by leaps and bounds after he learned the Dao, and there would be unexpected changes.
He didn't want to pass it on. This fellow looked like a salted fish. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to learn it in a short time.
Thus, Subhuti was very anxious.
What he didn't know was that Sun Wukong had already advanced to the Zenith Heaven Realm and had many great divine powers. It wouldn't be a problem for him to break through half of the Heavenly Court.
Subhuti wasn't the only one feeling anxious. The disciples of the Three Stars Cave were also feeling anxious.
Subhuti had openly sided with Sun Wukong, causing many rumors to spread.
They also said that Sun Wukong was the destined son of the heavens and that Bodhi cared too much about him. There were also people who said that there was probably something between him and Bodhi that had to be told.
For a moment, there were different opinions, and it was unknown whether it was true or false.
Sun Wukong, who was in the middle of the fishing boat, completely ignored these words.
Because he knew the real reason.
He was an indispensable part of the great tribulation of the Journey to the West. For the sake of the smooth progress of the Journey to the West, Subhuti was afraid that he would abandon it at any time if he was unhappy, so he could only indulge him a little.
As for how those disciples guessed, it had nothing to do with him.
Subhuti ignored him, too lazy to explain himself.
However, there were also some disciples who had other worries.
For example, Xuan Songzi, who often woke Sun Wukong up.
At first, Xuan Songzi woke Sun Wukong up purely because he thought that Sun Wukong had overslept that day and was called by Bodhi to wake him up.
It was only once in a while, so it was not a big deal.
This was his naive thought back then.
But then he realized in horror that he was still too naive.
Sun Wukong overslept every day!
After that, he became Sun Wukong's alarm clock every day!
This should not be the plot!
I, Xuan Songzi, shouldn't have such a fate!
At this moment, Xuan Songzi, who was standing in front of Sun Wukong's room, had a wronged expression.
"Junior Brother Wukong, wake up! The sun is already shining!"
"Don't rush me, don't rush me. I'll get up now.”
"Hurry up, Junior Brother. Master is almost done with his speech today!”
"I know, I know. I'll come after I wash up.”
Hearing Sun Wukong's familiar words, Xuan Songzi closed his eyes helplessly.
The heavens pitied him. He was a dignified Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, but he had actually fallen to the point of being an alarm clock tool.
If he had known, he wouldn't have volunteered to wake up his junior apprentice-brother when Subhuti had asked him who was willing to do so.
At that time, he had purely wanted to show some care and concern to this new junior brother and improve the relationship between fellow disciples.
Who would have thought…
"Sigh, I regret it…"
Just as Xuan Songzi was feeling sorry for himself, Sun Wukong walked out with a handsome hairstyle.
Xuan Songzi could not help but sigh again as he looked at Sun Wukong's hairstyle, which was made by wetting the monkey fur with water.
"Senior Brother, why are you lamenting?" Sun Wukong looked at Xuan Songzi with concern.
Don't you know why I lament?
Xuan Songzi really wanted to reply to Sun Wukong, but on second thought, Sun Wukong might not know.
He said with some grievance," Senior Brother is just thinking that since the first day I woke you up, Senior Brother hasn't listened to Master's lecture in its entirety.”
"Shixiong feels wronged."
"Junior Brother, can't you wake up a little earlier?”
When Sun Wukong heard this, a hint of guilt appeared on his face.
"So Shixiong is worried about this.”
"In fact, Junior Brother is also very distressed. I am naturally lazy, and waking up late is to conform to my heart. If I wake up early and go against my heart, I'm afraid it will breed inner demons.”
"And Junior Brother is extremely talented. If he has a heart demon, he will become a terrifying demon that will harm the world in the future.”
"Thus, after much consideration, Junior Brother decided to wake up late to prevent the world from suffering in the future.”
Xuan Songzi: "???"
What the f * ck!
You made it sound like the world would be destroyed if you woke up early.
He was also talented and would probably become a terrifying demon.
I'm talented, my ass!
If not for Master's favoritism towards you, I would have given you two punches right now!
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