Within the meditation room of Patriarch Bodhi.
"Thank you, Honorable Master, thank you, Honorable Master!"
Sun Wukong kowtowed in gratitude, thankful to his master for giving him such a fine elixir.
He could only go back and let his senior brother take a look; if there were any issues, he wouldn't take it.
"Alright, off you go. I hope next time, you can give your master some surprises!"
Patriarch Bodhi gestured with a wave of his hand, signaling for Sun Wukong to leave.
"Yes!"
Sun Wukong respectfully took his leave.
Watching Sun Wukong's retreating figure, a curious light flickered in Patriarch Bodhi's eyes.
Having even brought out the Nine-turn Golden Pill, it shouldn't fail to help Sun Wukong reach the level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.
When the time comes, he will find an excuse to have him leave.
...
On his way back, Sun Wukong inspected the Nine-turn Golden Pill in his hand, sniffing it thoroughly and examining it closely.
