Inside the Peach Garden, Sun Wukong was cultivating comfortably upon a branch of a Flat Peach Tree. As he absorbed the exceptionally dense spiritual qi of the garden, his body continually expanded, his already tall frame now pressing down upon the branch like a small mountain.
Seeing this, the Earth God was extremely anxious at heart. He knew full well that miraculous though the Flat Peach Tree was, it could hardly bear such immense weight. He had offered kind advice repeatedly, but Sun Wukong, immersed in his cultivation, turned a complete deaf ear.
Finally, in desperation, the Earth God furrowed his brow, the wrinkles on his forehead twisting into a knot, and brought his aged wooden staff down heavily against the ground.
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