Outside the Thousand Fruit Forest.
In a small mountain stream.
A group of turtles crouched at the bottom of the water, the stream babbled, and fish swam upstream past them, seemingly unnoticed, foraging a while before continuing to compete towards the source.
"It seems that the Golden Monkey is really alright!"
The turtles withdrew their Spiritual Sense, their faces still holding a fierce grimace, mysteriously emitting demonic aura, suddenly alarming the fish in the water, scattering them, no longer daring to approach this spot.
"Now that three demons are dead, and with the Monkey King occupying the Thousand Fruit Forest and the West High Ridge, there is also the Zen Temple in the outside world."
"The Golden Monkey and the Saber Wolf are mortal enemies; should they meet again, conflict will certainly erupt, conveniently blocking the Saber Wolf outside the Cloud Mist Mountain Range."
