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"Master, may I ask you something?" Sun Wukong asked.

"You and I are master and disciple; there's no need for such formality." Ancestral Master Subhuti flicked his horsetail whisk and, lifting his teacup, drank the tea brewed by Sun Wukong leisurely.

"Master, I've been to the Northern Jambu Continent and met the Great Emperor Zhenwu. I heard about Yang Erlang at the Guan River Mouth. Rumors say he also mastered the 72 Transformations. Was he taught by you, Master?" Sun Wukong inquired, voicing his curiosity.

Subhuti stroked his beard and flicked his horsetail whisk again, saying, "That is true, although he isn't as smart as you."

A glimmer of Yuanguang emerged in the void, and someone in search of immortals arrived at the front of Square Inch Mountain, outside the Three Star Cave.

It was none other than:

A figure of handsome looks and a stately manner, with ears hanging down to his shoulders and a glint in his eyes.