"With this treasure, you can mask your vitality and simulate the phenomenon of a True Spirit Returning Ruins. It might be enough to deceive the Sea of Suffering Law and open a path for you.
Then, you will take this treasure inside and search for any trace of the Taiyin Nether Dragon Fruit for me."
Wukong's True Spirit heard this, and its ethereal form fluctuated violently once more. A light of sheer disbelief, mingled with a sense of utter absurdity, erupted from his Golden Eyes...
But just as he was about to speak, his gaze met Xu Yunfan's completely placid eyes.
His heart gave an almost imperceptible flutter, and he quickly composed himself.
'I am, after all, just his clone. My life and death are not my own to decide. How could I possibly negotiate terms?'
"A Magical Treasure?"
Wukong's mental voice was filled with skepticism and ridicule.
"What kind of Magical Treasure can withstand the Soul-Eroding Yin Wind and dissolve Profound Light?
