That day, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad handed over the ten forged Immortal Swords to Sun Wukong.
"I can only forge to this extent."
From his words, it was evident that he wasn't entirely satisfied with the results.
Sun Wukong reached out to grasp an Immortal Sword, and the remaining nine trembled almost simultaneously.
"It's sufficient."
Sun Wukong, sensing the power of the Immortal Swords, nodded in approval.
The ten Immortal Swords, forged by Lord Lao Zi into a unified force together with Ao Luan's own power, would not be weak.
Sun Wukong put away the Immortal Swords and thanked Lord Lao Zi.
Lord Lao Zi said there was no need for thanks, and then looked towards the great hall: "Have the two elders, Luck and Prosperity, decided what to do?"
"Yes."
Sun Wukong nodded; he had arranged jobs for the Lucky and Prosperous Stars in Wanling Hall.
Besides the two elders, he had also called in more than a dozen officials responsible for trade from Huaguo Mountain.
