Chapter 832: Borrowing Treasures from the Dragon Palace and... the Soon-to-Descend Immortals!

"Are they going back now?!" A group of elves stared wide-eyed at the drama onscreen.

"Twenty years have passed. Do those monkeys still recognize this Handsome Monkey King...?" The cultivators also watched with transfixed gazes.

"I wonder how Mount Huaguo is doing now!" The martial artists wished they had mastered the somersault cloud themselves, so they could make a trip back on the Monkey King's behalf.

No sooner had one storm settled than another arose, and the crowd could not help but feel filled with anticipation once more.

"This drama... really is the real deal!" Su Tianji, who had previously declared it unappealing, instantly evaluated, "Hahaha! The shop owner did not deceive me!"

She had completely forgotten her prior remarks.

"Ah... this... the dramas in the owner's shop... are just so good!" Song Qingfeng, who had also found it unappealing earlier, agreed, "What's wrong with a monkey?! Why can't a monkey ascend to the heavens, delve into the earth, and attain the Great Dao of immortality?!"

"This drama is unrivaled!"

At the Canglan City branch, Sera spoke up as well, "This Journey to the West, why is it so good?! I completely failed to expect this before!!"

"I thought..." Sera looked outside the shop, "I thought it would just be those kinds of monkeys from the mountains... Who knew you would show us this kind of Handsome Monkey King?!"

They are simply not the same species at all!

You can't blame us for not wanting to watch it before!

If you had told us from the very beginning that this was what we were going to watch, we would have watched it ages ago!

She forcibly justified her past behavior to herself.

Then, she impatiently continued watching.

Right at that moment...

Everyone heard a strain of music begin to chime.

"You... shoulder the luggage... I lead the horse..."

"Hmm...? What is this?" The crowd froze in confusion at first.

Immediately following that...

"Ah—?!"

"It's over?!"

"How is it over just like that?!"

"Where is the next episode?!"

Opening the "Super Cinema" once more, they saw that it displayed only the first and second episodes available for paid activation; the remaining forty-odd episodes were entirely greyed out and unable to be unlocked!

The Jiuhua City branch, the Yuanyang City branch, the Canglan City branch, and all the other shops suddenly resembled a disturbed hornet's nest as everyone swarmed toward the counters.

The Yuanyang City branch, where Owner Fang was currently staying, was naturally worse off, completely gridlocked by the crowd!

"Owner!" Zong Wu, the City Master of Yuanyang City, demanded, "For other dramas, we can activate four episodes a day. Why can we only activate two episodes a day for this one?!"

"Where are the other two episodes?!"

"Exactly!" The surrounding crowd chimed in, "Even if we overlook how expensive this Journey to the West is, why is an episode so short?! And we only get two episodes a day?!"

"How is this episode short?" Owner Fang looked at these people with a face full of confusion, found a computer, and pointed at the screen, saying, "Look for yourselves, they are all an hour per episode."

"Uh..." Zong Wu and the others followed Owner Fang to the computer, and with one look...

"It's just short!"

"It's just short!"

The group of people hastily cried out.

"Don't be so unreasonable, alright." Owner Fang looked utterly speechless.

"Then previously we could always activate four episodes a day, so why are there only two now?!" The crowd finally found the right angle to vent their grievances, "Are you afraid we can't afford it?!"

Owner Fang cast a look of utter disdain upon them, "How can those past ones compare to this current one?!"

"To say nothing of the rest, take these first two episodes—they cover preaching the Dao and learning methods. Can you even digest all that?!"

"You must understand that haste makes waste!" Owner Fang spoke smoothly and elegantly, looking every bit like a scholar debating a hall of critics, "Therefore, this shop has tailor-made the optimal number of episodes for you, two episodes a day. The other two episodes can be watched tomorrow! Only in this way can each of you obtain your own insights and enjoy your own pleasures."

"Oh... so that's how it is..." The crowd nodded one after another, finding it quite reasonable.

Then, after thinking for a moment...

"...Owner! I still want to watch them today!"

Owner Fang simply sat before his computer desk, put on his virtual reality headset, pulled the shutters down on the outside world, and immersed himself entirely in his game, hearing absolutely nothing.

"..."

...

At this moment upon the Ancestral Cliff, amidst the vast and boundless celestial mist, an immortal robed in silver-grey Daoist attire, wearing a silver crown with a brocade sash, with eyes like stars and an aura transcending the mortal dust, sat cross-legged at the cliff's edge.

When he inhaled, the clouds gathered; when he exhaled, the clouds dispersed. It was impossible to tell what manner of profound art he was practicing, but it was wondrously divine.

At this juncture, as a figure walked up behind him, he slowly opened his eyes.

Gui Ye, as a member of the ancient Gui Clan, was a favored child of heaven even within the entire sea of thousands of immortals, to say nothing of when he faced those... nonsensical mortals.

Within his eyes, a profound, all-encompassing light shimmered, "Will they perish in the divine punishment of the heavenly tribulation, or... will they obediently return to their sects and continue acting as their sect masters and elders!"

"My Lord, do you think there might be some among them who completely fail to understand the situation and prove to be tactless fools?"

"Tactless fools?" He sneered, "Let alone ten thousand years ago, among those commoners and filthy peasants, few possessed even a modicum of capability... to say nothing of now..."

His gaze seemed to pierce through the endless void, traveling to some unknown place beyond the heavens.

Even he could not help but shudder slightly at this moment.

"We, the descendants of the Gui Clan, are immortals who have weathered the baptism of blood and fire." He looked down upon the mortal world beneath the clouds, "How can those... commoners who only know how to cultivate behind closed doors and lack even the talent to ascend to immortality, be mentioned in the same breath as us!"

"They will eventually learn that the more ancient an immortal clan is, the less it brooks offense and provocation. Otherwise... it is nothing but courting self-destruction!"

"The time is drawing near. I believe... they should have thought things through by now, shouldn't they?"

...

"What do you think today's content of Journey to the West will be?" Early the next morning, several elves conversed as they walked through the door.

Judging by this momentum, it seemed they had been discussing it the entire way.

The Jiuhua City branch, the Half-City branch, the Yuanyang City branch, and even... the new Eastern Continent branch—at this time, before the doors had even opened, crowds had already gathered outside.

It seemed... the shops had not seen such a grand occasion in a very long time.

"I feel like... those few lines of mnemonic formulas the Patriarch imparted to Wukong, I went back and pondered them diligently yesterday, and I seem to have grasped a tiny bit of understanding!" a cultivator whispered outside the door.

"Shoo, shoo! Several masters of the Feather Ascension Realm still have no clue, and here you are dreaming!"

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaoyue held a communication jade, within which the icon of a little deer was blinking, "Princess, I think I finally have some clue regarding transformation! Yo-hahaha!"

Previously there had been transformation magic, then watching the Legend of the White Snake, and now listening to the Patriarch Bodhi preach the Dao; she had clearly studied this path for a long time.

Although her age was nowhere near the transformation period for an ancient spiritual beast of her kind...

It felt as though there was a bit of movement.

"Really?!" Xiaoyue replied in pleasant surprise.

"Yes, yes! I don't think it will take long before I can take human form! When that time comes, Her Highness the Princess must absolutely come!"

"Mm-hmm!" came the reply while stepping into the shop.

Hurriedly securing a station, the viewing began.

This episode differed yet again from the last; the Handsome Monkey King had returned home in glory, eradicated the Demon King of Confusion who had oppressed his monkey children and grandchildren, and was now teaching the monkeys to cut bamboo into spears and carve wood into swords, drilling them in martial arts day after day.

It was only right to grant them some measure of self-defense.

Yet these bamboo and wooden blades and spears could never compare to true steel and genuine blades; thus, this episode commenced once more with the borrowing of treasure from the Dragon Palace...

One could see that from beneath the Iron Plate Bridge of the Mountain of Flowers and Fruit, the mountain stream led directly to the Dragon Palace.

Beneath the sea, corals clustered together, fish swam in a dazzling array of five colors, and there stood a palace of pure crystal, guarded by patrolling sea yakshas.

"Wow... the place where the dragons live here is so beautiful..." Xiaoyue's eyes were nearly overwhelmed by the sight, wishing for nothing more than to move in and live there.

"What weapon do you all think this Handsome Monkey King will use in the future?"

Soon enough, while watching, members of this sightseeing tour group once again launched into a heated discussion.