Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

Chapter 1462 Let Me Be Free

Sun Buwu smugly adjusted his hair and responded to the castle owner with a grin:

"You're not the first, but you certainly won't be the last to praise me like this."

"Hahaha, whether you truly mean it or are just pretending, I'll assume you mean it!" The castle owner sighed as he said this.

He thought for a moment, then continued, "Judging from my appearance, you two should be able to tell that my background is not ordinary..."

It was only Sun Buwu's reaction that put him in a good mood; otherwise, he wouldn't have been willing to say so much.

He looked into Sun Buwu's eyes through the robot's display screen, as if he had made up his mind.

“It’s not that simple, after all, a normal person wouldn’t…” Sun Buwu stopped halfway through his sentence.

The castle owner's tone carried a hint of melancholy: "There was a time when I was truly no different from a normal person... In fact, if possible, I would rather have never been involved in that matter."

He used to be just an ordinary student.

Until the resurgence of mythology changed his life.

Before this, he was nothing special.

Even in the lower city, they were the type to be bullied.

After the mythology was revived, he unexpectedly summoned the gods and became a superior person almost overnight.

Perhaps it was because of his exceptional talent, or perhaps it was simply good luck.

He reached a level that most people cannot achieve.

However, the undercurrents beneath the glittering facade never ceased.

Perhaps it's finally time to settle accounts.

Almost overnight, he fell from that beautiful dream.

The once high and mighty people have become tools of "divine intervention" overnight.

Those people wanted to create a god who would completely obey their commands, and he was the one with a 90% probability of being that god.

"...They were about to succeed, but I was unwilling to give up. So, at the crucial moment, I had my uncle cut off this part of me and steal it out, so that I could barely survive until now."

The castle owner became even more agitated when he spoke of the castle's owner.

If it weren't for his current physical limitations, he would have loved to destroy everything around him.

"Although I don't know where the rest of me is sealed away, I can sense that he is in the same pain as me, longing for death..."

At this point, the castle owner once again pleaded with Nezha and Sun Buwu.

“I know that only you have the power to end this for us. If we continue to let it go, the accumulated pain and anger will eventually burn the entire Upper City to the ground…”

Hearing this, Nezha glanced at Sun Buwu beside him and winked: "So, brother, do you think what he said is reliable or not?"

Noticing Nezha's gaze, Sun Buwu shrugged.

Although the castle owner's words were sincere and initially very touching.

But he always felt that something was off.

It's impossible that the owner of this castle is truly a saint, suffering in pain yet still unable to bear the destruction of the entire upper city because of another "him"?

The key question is, how could the other side be so certain that their other self would destroy the Upper City at some point?

As if sensing something from Sun Buwu's silence, the castle owner sighed softly.

The castle owner calmly said, "He will definitely explode at some point, just like I did."

“I knew that as time went on, I would do that, so I knew he wouldn’t make a second choice.”

He hasn't done that yet because he hasn't completely lost his rationality.

When he loses all his reason one day, he will become a scourge to the region.

The order given to Sun Buwu and Nezha was merely a precaution.

Although, to some extent, it was also to free myself.

But in any case, dying at this moment is the most perfect choice.

After hearing these words, Sun Buwu fell silent.

He silently communicated with Sun Wukong in his mind: "What do you think, original body? Although it's not a big deal to do this task, but..."

“Let’s go and see what that ‘him’ is really like.” Sun Wukong, who had witnessed all of this, also offered his opinion.

Since the two shared similar views, the rest became much simpler.

Sun Buwu took a deep breath and said earnestly, "I admit, you convinced me! You're amazing. At least I couldn't have done that..."

The castle owner, however, made his own request: "Then please grant me liberation! I've had enough of living like this, neither human nor ghost."

In fact, he was even happy just thinking about how he could finally escape this wretched state.

What welled up in his heart was not fear and worry about death, but anticipation and relief at liberation.

That's good enough.

The castle owner urged Sun Buwu, "Please do it... After you've dealt with me, go and take care of the other one too!"

"Wait, wait... why did the plot suddenly speed up so much?" Nezha's eyes widened, feeling like he was falling behind.

He should have been standing here the whole time, so how did the plot suddenly jump to this guy actively seeking death?

"What else could it be? He's been wanting to die for a long time, so he wants to be the first to be free!" Sun Buwu shrugged.

"That's really crude..." Nezha subconsciously complained.

However, because of this, he suddenly remembered when he had heard the voice of the castle's owner.

"Before that, could you answer one of my questions?" Nezha crossed his arms and stared at the guy in front of him with feigned indifference.

"Hmm? Is there any other question? If I can answer it..." The castle owner didn't give a definitive answer.

If Nezha asks a question that's not easy to answer, he'll have room to keep quiet.

Nezha glanced at the "tumor" in front of him and said in a deliberately casual voice:

"It's not a big problem. We just broke into a warehouse of the 'Divine Healing' Academy before we got here."

"There's something really crazy in that warehouse... It's clearly much more capable than us, but it insists on sending us to rescue it..."

Sure enough, after hearing these things, the "tumor" in front of me pulsed even faster.

Clearly, the other party knows about the item in the warehouse, and may even have some understanding of it.

Let's make another bold guess: could that thing in the warehouse be the other "me" that this guy is talking about?

Nezha's image kept flashing through my mind.

He didn't really expect to get an answer.

However, the owner of the castle was surprisingly candid.