"So everything was intentional." Feng Lin mumbled.
"That's right. Only extraordinary creatures can pass through the thousand-foot waterfall. But if one didn't even have the courage to try, how can they set foot on the heaven-defying path of cultivation and aid the entire tribe? On the Flowerfruit Mountain, other than you, it's probably impossible to find another monkey who can set foot on the path of cultivation! Hence, only you are qualified to become the new monkey king," the old ape spoke in a heavy voice filled with helplessness and gratification.
It felt helplessness because despite the large numbers of monkeys in its tribe, not even one of them was qualified to cultivate.
It felt gratified because fortunately, it managed to find a suitable successor before it died.
Feng Lin fell silent. After knowing the intentions of the old ape, he fell into a state of deep contemplation.
Should he accept this fortune that fell from the sky?
