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The words filled the air like sharp stones, striking hard against Sun Wukong's heart. He gripped Ruyi Jingu Bang tightly, his knuckles turning white, veins bulging as if they would burst from his skin. For five hundred years on Wuxing Mountain, he had endured, but now he could no longer tolerate the baseless accusations and unfounded charges!
" I, Old Sun is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven! How dare you mere mortals slander him at will?!" he roared, his voice deafening, soaring into the sky.
But all he received in return was a barrage of insults and mocking jeers. What did they take him for? A clown? A scapegoat?
Sun Wukong's eyes reddened, not from grievance but from rage. He wished he could turn this place upside down and beat these detestable humans to a pulp.
Yet just as he was about to explode, the image of Tang Seng appeared in his mind—compassionate, gentle, yet tinged with helplessness.
"Master..." Sun Wukong murmured to himself, the fire of anger gradually subsiding within him.
Indeed, he needed to return to his master quickly and complete the Journey to the West. He could not let this unfounded anger cloud his judgment.
"Once I, Old Sun rescues my master, I will settle accounts with you!" Sun Wukong gritted his teeth but ultimately turned away.
He leaped onto his Cloud Somersault and flew aimlessly in one direction. The foul words still echoed in the sky, but Sun Wukong no longer paid them any mind. He believed that the innocent would clear their names while the guilty would reveal themselves; time would prove everything.
Before long, a city suddenly appeared before him. This city towered into the clouds, its walls adorned with exquisite carvings of rare beasts, lifelike in their detail. Above the city gate were four bold characters: "Green World," written with an imposing flair that exuded a powerful aura.
The gate stood half-open, as if welcoming visitors from all directions while emanating a strange atmosphere that made one hesitate.
Sun Wukong felt puzzled; this "Green World" seemed so peculiar—could it be a trap set by the Little Moon King? But he was skilled and daring; how could he easily back down?
He approached the city gate only to find that the walls were smooth as a mirror, offering no handholds for climbing. Sun Wukong chuckled to himself; the Little Moon King had some tricks up his sleeve, trying to block him with such trivialities.
He circled the walls several times but found no entrance.
"Hmph! Do you think this can stump I, Old Sun?" Sun Wukong sneered and swung Ruyi Jingu Bang at the wall with all his might.
"Boom—"
A tremendous roar shook the ground; that seemingly indestructible wall was smashed open by him, creating a large hole. Debris flew everywhere as dust filled the air, but Sun Wukong paid it no mind and leaped into the city.
He wanted to see what kind of monsters lurked within this "Green World!"
Inside the hole was not the stern guards or fiery Knife Mountain he had imagined but rather an immaculate Glazed World that took him by surprise. This Glazed World was so clean that it seemed devoid of life, as if no one had ever set foot there.
Looking up, he saw glazed tiles spread out above him—crystal clear and shimmering with colors that seemed to defy description, with no visible seams. Purple glass served as a bed, green glass as chairs, and pink glass tables—all details exquisitely crafted as if they belonged in a fairy's boudoir, contrasting sharply with the rough exterior of the city walls.
On a table lay a tea set: a Black Glazed Teapot and an Azure Blue Glass Bell. Steam still rose from the spout of the teapot as if it had just been brewed and was waiting for guests to savor it. Eight Azure Glazed Windows were tightly shut, leaving no clue as to who had prepared this tea.
Sun Wukong scratched his head; this Green World was filled with oddities yet remained eerily quiet—as if it were a giant cage imprisoning him within. He walked over to the window and pushed against it but found it immovable, as if sealed by some spell.
Looking around, Wu Kong noticed that countless mirrors adorned the walls, varying in size and shape, densely packed together, almost enveloping the entire room. He couldn't help but wonder who had such a tedious hobby of collecting so many mirrors; did they intend to trap themselves here? He chuckled to himself, thinking that these broken mirrors could never contain I, Old Sun.
He approached one of the mirrors and examined it closely. These were no ordinary mirrors; each one shimmered with vibrant colors and dazzling brilliance. The Heavenly Sovereign’s Beast Knot Mirror, the White Jade Heart Mirror, the Self-Doubt Mirror, the Flower Mirror, the Feng Mirror... and even the legendary Dual Mirrors, the Purple Brocade Lotus Mirror, Water Mirror, Ice Platform Mirror, along with the Qin Dynasty Li Si Bronze Seal Script Mirror, Parrot Mirror, Silent Mirror... it was a veritable treasure trove, encompassing everything like the stars in the sky, countless and varied.
" I, Old Sun will surely see what tricks these broken mirrors can reveal!" Wu Kong thought to himself. He grinned at his reflection and made a funny face. However, instead of seeing his own image, he was met with different scenes: towering mountains and flowing waters, sun and moon stars, flowers and birds, fish and insects—each appeared as an independent little world, wondrous beyond belief.
"Interesting, interesting! Could these mirrors be the fabled Qiankun Mirrors that reflect the three thousand worlds?" Wu Kong's interest piqued as he moved to another mirror to closely observe it in hopes of uncovering its secrets.
"Elder Sun! Long time no see!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out beside him, startling Wu Kong. He turned sharply but found no one behind him; this Glazed World had not even a ghostly shadow.
The voice seemed to come not from afar but as if whispered directly into his ear—clear and audible. Wu Kong felt puzzled; what kind of place was this Green World? Who awaited him here?
As he pondered this in frustration, he noticed a figure in a Beast Link Square Mirror holding a steel fork, leaning towards the mirror's edge and calling out to him loudly: "Elder Sun! Don't be alarmed; it's an old friend!"
The voice resonated so powerfully that it seemed to ripple through the space around them.
In the mirror's reflection stood a burly man grinning widely at him. The steel fork in his hand danced through the air with vigor, resembling someone Wu Kong had once known. Wu Kong scratched his chin thoughtfully and pretended to ponder for a moment before leisurely saying, "Familiar face indeed! But as Lao Sun is quite busy with important matters, I can't quite recall who you are."
The man wasn't offended; instead, he laughed heartily: "My surname is Liu, given name Boqin. Back when you were trapped under Wuxing Mountain, I helped you escape by leading Elder Tang to you. How could you forget? It's truly common for those in high places to forget their benefactors!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Kong feigned enlightenment and quickly bowed deeply. "So it's you! Forgive me! I, Old Sun was trapped under that mountain for five hundred years; my mind got muddled and I nearly forgot your name. But may I ask where my benefactor is now? How did you end up in this mirror?"
Liu Boqin's smile faltered slightly as his expression darkened. He sighed heavily and shook his head. "What does 'together' mean? You enjoy freedom in your world while I suffer here; we are fundamentally different—how can we speak of high positions?"
Wu Kong felt curious; Liu Boqin had once been a formidable hero. Why did he sound so dejected now? A thought crossed his mind as he asked, "If we are so different, then how are we able to meet at this moment?"
Liu Boqin replied, "You may not know this place is the Little Moon King's Ten Thousand Mirrors Pavilion. The pavilion houses countless mirrors; each mirror creates its own realm where every grass and tree, every word and action can be reflected at will—hence it is called 'the three thousand great worlds.' I am trapped within this mirror; seeing an old friend today is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune."
Wu Kong's mind raced with questions about the origins of the Ten Thousand Mirrors Pavilion and about Tang Seng's whereabouts while trying to discern if Liu Boqin was truly who he claimed to be. However, before he could speak further, an old woman emerged from the dark forest seemingly out of nowhere. She walked unsteadily yet swiftly until she reached Liu Boqin.
Without uttering a word, she seized Liu Boqin's arm like an eagle catching its prey and dragged him deep into the mirror’s depths until he vanished from sight.
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