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"You monkey, don't spout such nonsense."

Bodhi Patriarch took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady.

"Immortality is merely the most basic level. Here I possess seventy-two Earthly Fiend Transformations, the Somersault Cloud, and supreme supernatural powers that penetrate heaven and earth!"

"As long as you are willing to become my disciple, I will impart all these knowledge to you without reservation."

After finishing his speech, Bodhi Patriarch stroked his white beard with great confidence.

Now you should be tempted, right?

Lin Dasheng glanced at him sideways, took out a banana, and took a bite.

"Seventy-two transformations? Isn't that just an illusion?"

"My fifth uncle, Zhurong, could burn away even space itself with a single breath of fire. My sixth uncle, Gonggong, could cause the entire world to overflow with a single stomp of his foot."

"Your trick of turning into a little insect or sparrow is only good enough to make a living by busking on the street and scamming some money for drinks."

Lin Dasheng threw the banana peel on the ground with extreme disgust.

"Old man, do you even have any real skills? If not, pack your bags and get out of here, don't disturb my afternoon nap!"

The Bodhi Patriarch was rendered speechless. He, a dignified saint, was actually being openly scorned by a newborn monkey!

If it weren't for the limitations imposed by the Heavenly Dao script, he would have loved to directly unleash the power of a saint and rub this monkey on the ground a hundred times.

But he can't.

Once we make a move, we'll expose the Western Religion's influence. At that point, Lin Xuan, that unreasonable bandit, will definitely come charging up Mount Sumeru with his sword.

Cause and effect! Cause and effect must be established!

Bodhi Patriarch gritted his teeth, but managed to force a very incongruous, fawning smile onto his face.

If the guide saw that smile, he would be absolutely stunned.

"Young friend, don't be impatient. This humble Taoist has great abilities."

Bodhi Patriarch lowered his posture in an extremely humble manner, his tone almost pleading.

"Even if you don't learn magic, it would be excellent for you to stay here with me."

"This humble Taoist priest provides food and lodging here, and there's also a medicinal herb garden on the back mountain. If you're bored, feel free to wander around; I won't stop you."

Lin Dasheng stroked his chin, his golden eyes darting around.

The old man's attitude changed so quickly; he must have ill intentions.

But who cares! I'm just out here to have some fun anyway, and since someone's offering food and lodging, I might as well take advantage of them.

"Alright, seeing how sincere you are, I, Old Sun, will stay here for a few days."

Lin Dasheng waved his hand casually, acting as if he were one of the guests.

When Bodhi Patriarch saw that he had finally relented, he breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as he was willing to stay, this first step had been taken!

Strike while the iron is hot; the official status must be settled as soon as possible!

"Since you're willing to stay, we have to follow the rules."

Bodhi Patriarch quickly seized the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot.

"You monkey have no name or surname. This humble Taoist priest sees that you look like a monkey, so I will give you the surname 'Sun'."

"Our school possesses the twelve characters 'Great Wisdom, True Nature, Ocean of Enlightenment, Perfect Enlightenment,' which represent the vast ocean of wisdom. When it comes to you, it is precisely the character 'Enlightenment.'"

The more Bodhi Patriarch spoke, the more he felt that his arrangement was perfect.

With an extremely smug flick of his whisk, he declared, "From this day forward, I bestow upon you the Dharma name—Sun Wukong!"

"How about it? This name contains boundless profound truths!"

Bodhi Patriarch waited with great joy for Lin Dasheng to express his gratitude.

As a result, Lin Dasheng's entire monkey face scrunched up after hearing this.

He gagged twice in an exaggerated manner and banged hard on the stone table with his golden cudgel.

"What a lousy name! It's so sour and stinky! It sounds awful!"

Lin Dasheng waved his hand dismissively.

"I, Old Sun, have a father and a mother. My father's name is Lin Xuan, and my name is Lin Dasheng!"

"I am the infamous Demon King of Pangu Palace! You gave me such a weak name as 'Sun Wukong,' are you trying to make me a laughingstock among my brothers and sisters when I go out?"

"Anyone who dares to call me Sun Wukong, I, Old Sun, will smash their head in with one blow of my staff!"

The smile on Bodhi Patriarch's face froze completely.

This monkey doesn't play by the rules at all! He won't even accept being given a name, so how can we calculate the karma between master and disciple?

"This...this name is in accordance with the will of Heaven..." Patriarch Bodhi wanted to struggle a little longer.

"Don't try to intimidate me with your talk of destiny!" Lin Dasheng interrupted him domineeringly. "My father said, destiny is nothing! Might makes right!"

"If you mention that lousy name again, I, Old Sun, will smash up this wretched cave and leave right now!"

Seeing the golden cudgel that Lin Dasheng had already raised in his hand, Bodhi Patriarch immediately backed down.

"Okay, okay, I won't call you that."

Bodhi Patriarch wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with extreme frustration.

"Just call him Lin Dasheng, or whatever you want to call him."

He frantically tried to reassure himself that as long as he was on Fangcun Mountain and had absorbed its aura, the story of Journey to the West could continue.

As for the name, it's just a code.

Lin Dasheng then put away his golden cudgel with satisfaction and swaggered deeper into the cave, intending to find a comfortable place to sleep.