Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Ye Jingyu clearly froze for a moment. Even before his reincarnation, he had heard such a name. Back then, the Earth’s largest conglomerate, the Xingyao Group, seemed to be surnamed Ye, and its founder was rumored to be Ye Xingchen. Yet, although he also bore the surname Ye, he seemed utterly unconnected to that colossal enterprise. If he were truly a descendant of that man, why had his life been so meager?

However, thinking of his inexplicable transmigration to this place offered some solace. Perhaps the decline of his particular branch of the family was orchestrated by that very figure. When one was left utterly alone, even death would cause little stir, wouldn’t it?

“Where is he now?” Ye Jingyu asked again.

“That…” Sun Wukong pointed upwards…

Ye Jingyu understood; he was referring to the Yuan Realm. To reach the Yuan Realm, he had to pass through Jianmu. But the fierce battle he’d just fought with Sun Wukong had nearly destroyed Jianmu, which had already lost so much of its origin essence. If Kaiming Beast hadn't been quick enough to move it aside, it might have been utterly obliterated.

Although a sliver of vitality remained, the tree had withered considerably. Who knew how long it would take to restore it to its former glory? It seemed impossible to reach the Yuan Realm for now. But perhaps this was for the best; with his current strength, he should be able to manage the affairs of the Heavenly Realm for the time being. Ling’er, I will never let you leave me again…

Ye Jingyu quickly made his decision, not bothering to ask how Sun Wukong and Ye Xingchen knew each other. Since Ye Xingchen could cause such a stir, his cultivation must not have been low, and having some association with Sun Wukong was natural.

“Great Sage, what are your plans now that you have descended?” Ye Jingyu inquired again.

“Just tying up some threads of karma, but that is entirely concluded now. I can’t ascend for the time being either, so I might as well tag along with you for some food and drink. I assume you won’t refuse?” Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head, speaking with a slight hint of sheepishness.

“Heh heh, Great Sage, what kind of talk is that? Never mind food and drink, even finding a thousand beautiful women from all races to attend to you would be a simple gesture!” A sly smile touched Ye Jingyu’s lips.

“Scram…” Sun Wukong cursed loudly and immediately kicked out at Ye Jingyu. He had cultivated the Vajra Indestructible Body, and his primal yang essence had never been released; it was clear he had no interest in women. This fellow was inviting a beating by trying to find him women!

Ye Jingyu, however, laughed heartily and dodged the kick, moving before Jiufeng and the others. His eyes showed admiration as he looked at Nibo, who had suffered the most grievous injuries. Truly worthy of the name Nibo; every bit of his progress was made against the heavens. His own cultivation of the Bayuan Jue carried a hint of self-mutilation, but the suffering he endured couldn't compare to Nibo’s!

Sun Wukong followed Ye Jingyu over. His gaze swept past Zhurong and the others, finally settling on Nibo, because he sensed a certain aura emanating from him—that powerful, unyielding fighting spirit that refused to submit to anything…

Seeing the two who had just been locked in a fight to the death now appearing like friends, the assembled group was momentarily stunned. It wasn't until Ye Jingyu briefly recounted Sun Wukong’s story to them that everyone finally understood. Jiufeng and the others showed little change in expression, but the way Zhurong and the others looked at Sun Wukong shifted. Originally, Sun Wukong was a monkey demon, and the Demon Race and the Wu Clan were mortal enemies. However, his unyielding battle spirit in daring to challenge the Primordial Heavenly Court alone deeply moved the great Heavenly Witches. More importantly, the monkey sprang from the last remaining piece of five-colored stone left over from Nuwa’s mending of the heavens; thus, the Wu Clan’s saint, Nuwa, was practically his mother.

Calculating this, he seemed to share a profound connection with the Wu Clan.

Ye Jingyu suddenly realized that Sun Wukong’s status as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven was indeed extraordinary. Born from Nuwa’s five-colored stone of heaven-mending, this fact already forged a bond with the Great Witch lineage. Then, being a demon monkey who later ruled the Heavenly Court as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, he entered the celestial registry. Finally, achieving the status of the Victorious Fighting Buddha, his being contained the divine powers of the Demon, Wu, Immortal, and Buddha domains. No wonder that although he was a junior to Zhurong and the others, his achievements surpassed theirs.

It was no wonder that back then, he managed to throw the entire Heavenly Court into chaos after only such a short period of cultivation. Anyone with such connections and such a formidable background would naturally not have low accomplishments, let alone possessing his innate supreme talent and diligent practice.

With the addition of a powerful ally like Sun Wukong, Ye Jingyu felt even more confident in rescuing Ling’er.

“Speaking of which, when the Pangu Saint Sovereign was able to cleave the world and create things from the void, you now possess the Chaos Body. Can you create things from the void?” At this moment, Xuan Ming suddenly spoke up.

Ye Jingyu flatly shook his head. Although his Battle Technique Chapter was already mastered and his Chaos Body had reached perfection, he had only just begun with the Divine Abilities Chapter. He knew very few divine abilities, let alone creation from the void.

“Alas, it seems those few still have to wait a while longer!” Xuan Ming sighed with considerable regret.

Ye Jingyu naturally knew who he meant—the other six of the Twelve Heavenly Witches. He also wished to help them recast their true forms, but currently, he had not fully comprehended the Divine Abilities Chapter, making it impossible to fictitiously create true bodies.

Glancing at the Donghuang Bell, the Fantian Seal, and the Tianzun Blade suspended in mid-air, Ye Jingyu retrieved only the Tianzun Blade and handed the Donghuang Bell and the Fantian Seal to Xiyang.

“Feng’er is protected by the Qiyou Banner, and with the protection of you great venerables, she can attack or defend. I can rest assured of her safety. Xi Xi, the artifacts you carry are of a slightly lower grade. I give these two artifacts to you for protection!” Ye Jingyu was never stingy with his women.

Seeing Ye Jingyu actually entrust the overwhelmingly powerful artifacts, the Donghuang Bell and the Fantian Seal, to her, a look of surprise crossed Xiyang’s face. Although she knew Ye Jingyu cared deeply for them, these were his personal artifacts! For so many years, how could he have survived without these two artifacts?

“Husband, if you give them to me, what will you do? The enemies you face are so powerful; one more artifact means one more layer of insurance. You should keep them. I will be with Sister Jiufeng; don't worry about our safety!” Although Xiyang was overjoyed by Ye Jingyu’s gift, she could not accept it. She was content with his affection; how could she accept his life-saving treasures?