Six senses are disappointing

Sun Wukong awoke to the Advice System at Magic Square Mountain, connecting his consciousness to Zhihu. As long as he took suggestions from netizens, he could obtain various rewards.
At first, all he sought was immortality, but once a bunch of savvy netizens started offering a myriad of suggestions, his future began to warp.
"I'm Sun Wukong, been at Magic Square Mountain for seven years, and the ancestral master still won't teach me the path to immortality—what should I do?"
"I’m Qin Shi Huang himself. Hurry up and wire me some money."
"Thanks for the invite; I'm in the States, just got off the plane. I suggest you definitely learn all the Heavenly Guards and Earthly Fiends!"

Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System

But he seemed to be making frequent foolish moves, and the secret forces would be thwarted now and then.


However, could the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning, who had traversed eighteen Epochs, truly only be manipulated by others?


"My goals and yours, in fact, do not conflict. What I desire is that old undying's remains. If I consume his body, I have an eighty percent chance of ascending to the Great Path realm. And you, you simply wish to release the Supreme Above, right? Once I swallow the Epoch, won't the Supreme Above be released?"


"Do you know, what exactly is the identity of Chaos Martial Ancestor?" the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning asked again.


"What identity?" Hen Dao's voice remained icy cold, but his attitude had improved significantly.


He knew that under current circumstances, they indeed could only collaborate with the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.


Chapter 439: Illusion?_2