By the Lake of Rebirth.
Atop the dense silver fir trees.
A golden cicada lay hidden, quietly observing.
On the shore, two demons had a secret conversation for a long time.
Their expressions continuously changed, showing shock, doubt, and greed, finally ending with a slight nod as they took something from the hands of Ling Xuzi.
It was a small wooden box, which upon being opened slightly, immediately filled the air with a rich fragrance. The demons were visibly invigorated and quickly closed the box.
"It must be a precious treasure!"
Above the silver fir trees, Sun Wukong also caught the scent.
He felt the spiritual charm inside him surge, slightly enhancing his power. Given the distance, the treasure's mystical nature was evident.
"Too bad they are all powerful demons, I can't overpower them!"
