Initially unaware of the reason, the Adult simply tapped his forehead thrice like that. At the time, he didn't understand why, but now he roughly got the idea. The Adult was urging him to cultivate diligently, warning against being half-hearted or inconsistent—fishing for three days and then drying nets for two more!
"Understood." Upon hearing that the Adult would examine his progress, the Six-Eared Macaque's expression immediately grew serious, and he adjusted his breathing to solemnly absorb the Power of the Sun,
The Monkey King, on the other hand, stopped and had already entered the Fairy King Realm. Whether it was the power of the sun or the moon, they no longer had any effect on him. He was merely demonstrating for the Six-Eared Macaque just now.
It must be said, the little monkey, which resembled his imagination by seventy or eighty percent, indeed possessed an astonishing aptitude—at least eighty percent of what he himself had in those years.
