BACK TO THE PALACE

Wukong and Wu Jing had returned from the sky palace. When they arrived at the void realm, they saw an unusual scene where Kaibo Jingmi and Su Yan practised nose picking so seriously while looking at the God of Lightning, who looked charred from being targeted earlier.

"What is this?" said Wu Jing with a confused look.

"Could you please stop teaching this disgusting, weird technique!" Wukong snapped while hitting the Thunder God's head. His face looks so irritated that it wants to beat the Thunder God mercilessly.

"This is not disgusting. This is a high-level technique that can flatten a high mountain," Kaibo said seriously.

"Look at the mountain of pleasure grains created by my hard work," Kaibo said proudly while pointing at a pile of nasal discharge that had been piling up past his ankles.