Chapter 2730 - 2729: Farewell with Half a Cup of Wine

Chapter 2730: Chapter 2729: Farewell with Half a Cup of Wine

Da Zhu’er furrowed her brows helplessly, unsure of what to say as she looked at her six younger sisters.

The Bull Demon King proudly glanced at Long Fei and said, "Third Brother, did you see that? Your Brother Bull still has charm. When I get back home, I’ll prepare a wedding feast. You and Monkey King should come over then!"

"Alright, alright, as long as your wife doesn’t beat you to death, the two of us will definitely come for the wedding feast!"

Sun Wukong laughed and waved his hand repeatedly.

Long Fei also smiled lightly and instructed the six Spider Spirits, "Since it’s your decision, I won’t force you. Whenever you’re free, feel free to visit Liangshan Island; your elder sister misses you greatly!"

All six Spider Spirits bowed deeply and paid their respects to Da Zhu’er once more.

Da Zhu’er helped them tidy their clothes and gently instructed, "If anything comes up in the future, make sure you find me. Your elder sister will surely assist. Remember, don’t forget!"

"Don’t worry, elder sister. We have the Bull Demon King to take care of us. We’ll live comfortably from now on!"

The six sisters were carefree and relaxed, reminiscent of girls just out of school trusting a protective elder brother.

Having secured lovely companions, the Bull Demon King did not want to disturb Long Fei further and left with the six sisters.

Da Zhu’er, somewhat uneasy, asked Long Fei, "Will there be any issues with my sisters following the Bull Demon King?"

Long Fei simply said, "Everyone has their destiny, don’t worry too much. Go back and cultivate well!"

Da Zhu’er felt a jolt, sensing hidden meaning in Long Fei’s words.

She bid farewell to Long Fei with a bow, returning the Precious Lotus Lantern before she left.

Sun Wukong stayed behind to drink with Long Fei, noticing the roasted meat beside them starting to emit oils. He quickly cut himself a piece to taste.

The meat was tough as steel, and when he bit into it he nearly broke his teeth.

He spat twice and asked Long Fei, "What kind of meat is this? Why is it so hard?"

Long Fei chuckled, "Slow-roasting gets the best of the meat, you’re too impatient."

He poured wine for Wukong, suggesting he rinse his mouth.

"You’re roasting too slowly, I’ll do it myself!"

Monkey King put the meat in his palm, where flames erupted, causing the meat to flip around in his hands, releasing a subtle greasy aroma.

This aroma even had a metallic scent mixed in.

Long Fei explained to him, "This is from Lu Wu, the ancient Kunlun Divine General of the Ancient Demon Clan. It’s a Golden Spirit Body, so its meat is as tough as steel. You must slowly roast it to evaporate the Golden Energy for it to become good meat. Brother Monkey, using intense flames like that, only turns the meat into charcoal!"

Sun Wukong’s flames suddenly extinguished, leaving the meat in his grasp as hard as a rock.

He clenched the meat forcefully, turning it into powder and sprinkling it on the ground, sighing lightly, "Such a waste of good meat."

Long Fei laughed and cut a piece of his slowly roasted meat for Sun Wukong to taste.

This meat, roasted with patience, was indeed tender.

The muscle fibers that were once like steel had been softened entirely, with the essence blood locked inside, wasting not a drop.

Sun Wukong took a bite and praised repeatedly, "You truly can’t rush good meat; Brother Long’s culinary skills are on par with the Heavenly Court’s Imperial Chef."

Long Fei smiled lightly, "As long as Brother Monkey enjoys it."

He topped off their glasses, clinking his cup with Sun Wukong’s.

Sun Wukong gazed at the roasted meat and sighed, "Lu Wu was also a great god of the Ancient Demon Clan, but in the end, he’s just a piece of roast meat."

Long Fei furrowed his brow slightly and said to Sun Wukong, "If Brother Monkey has anything to say, speak freely. We’re brothers; there’s no need for secrecy!"

Sun Wukong said, "Brother Long, although we get along well, ultimately we are on different paths. Today I just want to ask you one thing—can you give the Buddhist Sect a clear path?"

Long Fei swirled his wine cup and said to Sun Wukong, "During times of tribulations, all beings strive for survival. Since the Primordial Wild era, the Buddhist Sect has been competing with the East for destiny, reaching its peak after the Divine Enthronement. Nowadays, the Buddhist Sect includes all kinds of people in their ranks. Brother Monkey, do you think the Buddhist Sect’s path is righteous? Is it akin to the Path of Severance during the Divine Enthronement?"

Sun Wukong iron-faced, said, "I don’t care what path the Buddhist Sect takes; I only know I am part of it. Since boarding this ship, I haven’t planned to get off alive. Anyone who blocks my path, I’ll crush them with my stick. It’ll be either me or them who perishes!"

Long Fei didn’t respond, instead lifting the jug to pour half a cup of wine for Sun Wukong.

Tea half-left invites company, wine half-given sees a guest off.

Sun Wukong stared at his cup, his expression changing slightly, before letting out a long whistle, "How tedious!"

He didn’t drink the wine and left on clouds.

This noise startled the people down the mountain.

Lin Yingying rushed up the mountain with people, finding Long Fei drinking alone, and anxiously asked, "What happened with Monkey King? He seemed upset?"

Long Fei shook his head and waved them away.

He drank alone on the mountain for a while, then pulled out the Green Bamboo Stick that Little Kirin and others found from Magnetic Yuan Mountain.

Luckily, this stick was hollow, able to absorb and filter some Golden Elemental Power.

Otherwise, if the Golden Energy entered one’s body, it could shred muscles to fine pieces.

This stick had already become a spirit, capable of rooting underground, absorbing the Golden Elemental Power from the earth’s veins.

If damaged, it could quickly regenerate and, despite being of the Wood Element, carried the ruthless aura of gold.

Long Fei raised his hand to hold a palm-sized golden tiger-shaped Primordial Spirit in his hand, whispering softly to it, "You were once the God of Kunlun, protecting your domain. Though without great achievements nor faults, I used your body to sever a part of myself, truly an act of destiny, not personal vendetta. I do not wish to ruin your cultivation. If you help me, I will keep your Primordial Spirit and take you through the tribulations together. Once I become a Saint, that will be your day of freedom."

In his palm, a black Mysterious Light held up the Primordial Spirit of Lu Wu.

This Primordial Spirit twisted and turned in Long Fei’s palm, but remained firmly trapped within the barrier created by the black Mysterious Light.

It struggled for a while, then lay down in fatigue and helplessness, coldly asking Long Fei, "What if I’m unwilling?"

Long Fei sighed, "Then Lu Wu will cease to exist!"

Lu Wu was silent for a while, faced with life and death, no longer as arrogant as before.

It had already died once; it did not want to experience the taste of death again. ℯℯ𝑙.

Long Fei’s words were very tempting.

If it could follow a Saint, once the Saint achieved success, then it need not worry about tribulations anymore.

That would be true freedom and great destiny.

It asked Long Fei, "What do you want me to do?"

Long Fei said, "I will borrow your Primordial Spirit to forge a unique Magical Weapon for the Three Realms. From then on, you will be the sharp sword in my hand, fighting with me through the tribulations."

Lu Wu closed his eyes and said softly, "Hope you keep your word!"

"I will not deceive you!"

A drop of fresh blood emerged in his hand, striking the head of Lu Wu’s Primordial Spirit, forcing it to recognize him as master.

Lu Wu chose to submit, allowing Long Fei’s blood to wrap around his Primordial Spirit.

It initially thought that its Primordial Spirit, full of the murderous Golden Elemental Power and formed from the cohesion of Heaven and Earth’s Golden Spirit, was invulnerable to any bloodline imprint.

But unexpectedly, Long Fei’s bloodline was special.

It could forcibly inscribe mystical patterns on his Primordial Spirit, akin to a nemesis, causing his Primordial Spirit to quiver uncontrollably.