Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 816 - 817 Physique Maxed Out (2nd Update!)

The crowd began to murmur quietly. This time, the Great Hall Master did not speak to stop them; he was also scrutinizing Sun Wukong. If Sun Wukong was truly a coward, as the head of the hall, he wouldn’t need to shelter such a useless person.

"Alright, I, Sun Wukong, will take the test!"

With a gentle sigh, Sun Wukong walked up to the Great Hall Master, extended his hand to the light sphere of the testing device, and placed it on the sphere.

Nothing happened.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be a completely useless person without any Primordial Spirit attributes..."

Wu Yong, clad in golden robes, laughed loudly. But before he could finish speaking, the light sphere of the testing device suddenly emitted a dazzling chaotic light, illuminating the entire hall brightly, completely different from the weak light others had produced before!

"Heavenly Extreme Low Rank Cultivation Technique, Chaos Physique, full score of one hundred points! How, how is this possible?"

The Great Hall Master’s eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the value displayed on the testing device. In the next moment, the light sphere seemed unable to bear the pressure, and started to crack, breaking into several pieces with a cracking sound.

"Heavenly Extreme Low Rank Cultivation Technique, full score physique, damn, are my eyes playing tricks on me?"

"Is he even human? Not even the elites of those great sects can reach this level, right?"

"A genius that appears once in ten thousand years, no, a hundred thousand years! I never thought I would be lucky enough to witness this today, it’s truly worth the trip!"

The crowd broke into discussion, while Wu Yong was stunned, his face turning alternately blue and white. The words he just said felt like a slap across his face.

"I must leave quickly!"

With his Eight-Nine Profound Skill evolved to the Heavenly Extreme level and his physique at full value, Sun Wukong was certainly satisfied with such a result. However, he also knew that his sudden show of talent would undoubtedly draw attention, so he needed to leave quickly!

Without a word, Sun Wukong turned and walked directly toward the hall door.

"Wait, little brother!"

Someone called out from behind, it was the Great Hall Master of the Primordial Spirit Hall. Sun Wukong pretended not to hear and quickened his pace, using the Divine Skill of Shrinking Earth into Inches to sprint forward.

The space of this Yuan Realm was incredibly stable, and the Space Law was even more vast and profound. Sun Wukong’s Divine Skill of Shrinking Earth into Inches was extremely limited here, unlike in the Three Realms where such a short distance in the hall would have seen him disappear quickly!

"Stop!"

A soft shout rang out, and Sun Wukong suddenly felt an overwhelming force pressing him firmly in place, making it impossible to move!

"Great Hall Master, what is the meaning of this?"

Sun Wukong frowned, a flash of malicious intent in his eyes. It had been a long time since he had been so suppressed, especially in a way that rendered him powerless.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to invite you to the back hall for some tea and a chat, little brother. I trust you won’t deny me this face?"

The Great Hall Master knew from Sun Wukong’s expression that he was not an easy person to tame. He had seen that look before on Pangu. But a talent appearing right in front of him, he would regret not seizing the opportunity!

Like hell! This is called an invitation? This is clearly coercion!

Sun Wukong cursed inwardly, but he had no choice. The difference in cultivation strength between him and the Great Hall Master was too vast. He couldn’t even discern the master’s level, only that his cultivation was exceedingly high.

With the attention entirely on him, he had no chance to escape. Refusing outright could provoke the master into unpredictable actions!

With Pangu’s precedent before him, Sun Wukong reined in his anger and nodded: "Alright, then I, Sun Wukong, will defer to you. But Great Hall Master, shouldn’t you release me first?"

"Of course, of course! Hahaha, please, little brother, this way!"

The Great Hall Master was overjoyed, releasing the pressure on Sun Wukong and leading him warmly by into the back hall, not sparing a glance at Wu Yong in the golden robe!

"Bastard! Damn it!"

Wu Yong’s body trembled with shame and anger. After the Great Hall Master and Sun Wukong disappeared through the door, he couldn’t hold back his rage any longer, slamming a heavy palm on a nearby chair, causing it to shake violently.

This chair was made from divine iron jade by the Primordial Spirit Hall, extremely sturdy. With Wu Yong’s cultivation only at the Yuan General Realm, one level below Sun Wukong, he couldn’t break it and ended up with his hand numbed from the impact.

"Wu Yong, do not act recklessly!"

His uncle, Wu Qing, a middle-aged man from the Wu Family, pressed a hand on Wu Yong’s shoulder and said deeply, "The Great Hall Master is a Domain Lord-level powerhouse. If you anger him, our Wu Family can’t protect you!"

Wu Qing was also feeling helpless. Initially, he thought Wu Yong would be the most outstanding candidate in the selection, highly likely to be taken into the Primordial Spirit Alliance by the Great Hall Master. But unexpectedly, Sun Wukong appeared out of nowhere, stealing Wu Yong’s thunder and crushing his hopes instantly!

Leaving aside Sun Wukong’s cultivation of a Heavenly Extreme Technique, just the full score physique alone would make him a primary candidate for any sect!

If such a person joined the Primordial Spirit Alliance, he would undoubtedly become a powerhouse above the Domain Lord level in the future, someone the Wu Family couldn’t afford to offend!

"Uncle, I understand, but I still feel an overwhelming anger that’s hard to calm. I need to vent!"

Wu Yong wasn’t foolish. He understood everything Wu Qing did, but the drastic turn of events was hard to accept. The mocking looks from others only intensified his humiliation, making him furious.

"Uncle, should we keep waiting here?"

The hall was abuzz with talk about Sun Wukong. After a long wait with no sign of Sun Wukong and the Great Hall Master, Wu Yong felt impatient.

"Wait patiently!"

Wu Qing said sternly, "The Primordial Spirit Alliance doesn’t take only one disciple. Although that boy is exceptionally talented, you are not bad either. Once the Great Hall Master accepts him, he will naturally think of you."

"Uncle, do I have to share a sect with that loathsome guy? I really can’t swallow this!"

"Swallow it you must! Not only that, you must also build a good relationship with him, understand?"