For a full five days, Sun Wukong was unconscious before he finally ca to. The mont Sun Wukong opened his eyes, World Suppressing Stele Wasteland Soil number three had appeared in his hand, and he imdiately sprang up, assuming a battle stance and looking around. When he saw that little monkey lazily basking in the sun on the ground, his eyes conveyed an unmistakable shock, and he sat down on the ground with a thud, frowning as he said, "If this isn't a dream, then I must have left that damned place." After speaking, Sun Wukong suddenly let out a cry of pain and quickly reached to cover his back. His massive through-and-through wound had healed, but complete recovery would take so more ti.
"Relax, relax, you're alive and out now, no need to tense up, it's safe here!" Sun Wukong's behavior clearly showed what kind of fierce battle he must have experienced in that gorge. Otherwise, given his incredibly resilient mind, he wouldn't have such a shadow-boxing reaction. Hearing the little monkey's words, Sun Wukong gradually relaxed, and by now he had rembered he indeed was out of that terrible place—a place he never wanted to enter again in his lifeti. With eyes closed, Sun Wukong's body slowly eased up, and at this mont, the pain in various parts of his body began reminding him that he was still injured.
"What ti is it now?" Sun Wukong asked, pinching the bridge of his nose with his right hand. The little monkey, still sprawled in a laid-back manner, answered, "It's been five days later, you've been out cold for a full five days. For your wounds to completely heal, it'll probably take at least a month. For now, rest here and don't go anywhere for the ti being!" Saying this, the little monkey flicked a deep red fruit into Sun Wukong's hand. "This is a Holy Blood Fruit, the taste isn't great, but it's very useful for your recovery." Sun Wukong took the fruit and sniffed it, and instantly, an intensely pungent sll of iron made him sneeze several tis.
"Where did you get this from? Are you sure it's edible?" The little monkey gestured in a direction, saying, "It's edible, totally edible, eat it without worries!" Sun Wukong saw that the direction the little monkey pointed to seed to be the way they had co before. Shaking his head, and as the pain in his body beca more apparent with his increasing clarity of mind, Sun Wukong did not hesitate and swallowed the Holy Blood Fruit with one gulp. It seed fine at first, but as soon as Sun Wukong swallowed it, his eyes bulged wide open.
"You call this, 'doesn't taste very good'?" No sooner had he spoken than Sun Wukong scread in agony. He then collapsed to the ground and started rolling around frantically. It looked just like when Tang Sanzang would recite the Tightening Spell during their journey to the Western Paradise. Listening to Sun Wukong's wailing, the little monkey closed its eyes unwillingly, muttering to itself, "I can't bla myself for this, I feel bad too, but for the sake of resurrection, it has to be done. Endure it, now is the best ti to take the Holy Blood Fruit. Only through great pain can you gain what others cannot!"
The little monkey's words seed quite enigmatic, but Sun Wukong was in no state to care, feeling as if his body was being torn apart from within, little by little. Sun Wukong had no doubt that he would end up as a pile of flesh torn from the bone. The pain was simply unbearable for any human being. At one point, Sun Wukong even contemplated suicide as the only release from this pain. But Sun Wukong was not one to falter; five hundred years of loneliness and isolation under Five Elents Mountain had hardened his heart to an extent unimaginable to ordinary people.
Even so, Sun Wukong couldn't help but wail in pain from the sheer agony of his flesh being torn apart! Thankfully, the pain did not last too long; otherwise, Sun Wukong wasn't sure if he would have ended his own life. As the pain slowly subsided, Sun Wukong's consciousness began to fade. The more pain, the more alert he beca, but as it lessened, he felt close to passing out, a torture in itself. However, Sun Wukong did not actually lose consciousness, and just as his awareness blurred to its limit, a putrid stench jolted him awake.
"What is that sll? It's way worse than Bajie!" After saying this, Sun Wukong was startled once more. By this ti, he had already gotten to his feet, and the feeling of pain in his body had lessened to a barely perceptible throbbing. Curiously touching his back, the massive scar was still palpable. "How about that, amazing isn't it? Does your body feel less painful? Hehe, that's the miracle of the Holy Blood Fruit!" Sun Wukong nodded with a look of joy, although after taking the fruit, the pain had nearly killed him. But when it vanished, the effect was undeniably striking.
But the next sentence from the little monkey instantly changed Sun Wukong's expression. "Significant effect, right? Don't worry, this is just the beginning. You need to go through this four more tis!" Sun Wukong had just resolved that such tornt was truly unbearable for anyone, and this ti was already his limit. If faced with another, he didn't know if he could endure. "What do you an? My body is fine now, don't try to trick . If I go through this again, I'm definitely going to die from the pain!" But the little monkey replied seriously, "I'm not tricking you. Haven't you felt sothing off about your body?"
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