81: Chapter 81 Who Says Monkeys Don’t Understand?

81: Chapter 81 Who Says Monkeys Don’t Understand?

“Congratulations to Marshal Tianpeng.”

Gold Star Taibai offered his greetings.

He glanced at the unconscious Pagoda-Bearing King, his heart filled with a sigh.

The Pagoda-Bearing King was indeed too rash.

Great Emperor Ziwei had already been wary of his control over the troops, wanting to weaken his power.

Yet, he provoked Great Emperor Ziwei, contradicting his decisions.

It would have been truly strange if Great Emperor Ziwei had not stripped him of his authority.

Great Emperor Ziwei was more akin to the emperors of the mortal world, he needed not thoughtful subjects, but obedient dogs.

Subjects with their own ideas, refuting his decisions, would only cause dissatisfaction in the heart of Great Emperor Ziwei.

Zhu Bajie rose to a position of power, becoming the true Marshal.

As for Li Jing, he was sent back to recuperate,

“If there’s nothing else, my dear subjects may retreat.”

After Great Emperor Ziwei finished speaking, all the immortals withdrew.

Looking at the empty hall, he let out a sigh.

With a flash of light, Great Emperor Ziwei disappeared.

At Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong looked up.

“A distinguished guest has arrived, Old Lu, go welcome the visitor.”

Lu Dongbin had just returned from outside Huaguo Mountain, bringing with him He Xiangu, one of the Eight Immortals.

Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, his expression stiffened.

Why did the Great Saint’s words sound so awkward?

Welcoming a guest?

One wouldn’t know whether to think he was some kind of professional in a special trade.

Nevertheless, he left Huaguo Mountain.

When he saw the identity of the visitor, Lu Dongbin was taken aback.

“I’ve seen the Great Emperor.”

The visitor was none other than Great Emperor Ziwei.

He waved his hand lightly, saying, “No need for such formalities, it’s still you, Dongbin, who is wise, knowing that in the current Three Realms, whose side is most comfortable to be on.”

Lu Dongbin gave an awkward smile.

He quickly said, “The Great Saint asked me to escort you in.”

Great Emperor Ziwei nodded and entered Huaguo Mountain.

Seeing He Xiangu, he nodded slightly.

He Xiangu also rose and bowed slightly to Great Emperor Ziwei, a form of giving respect.

Then, Great Emperor Ziwei entered the Water Curtain Cave.

Sun Wukong sat inside the Water Curtain Cave, with wine, fruits, and even some meats prepared, including the flesh of malevolent flood dragons or exotic birds, hunted for their enjoyment and incidentally serving to rid the people of these nuisances.

“Why does the Great Emperor have time to visit me here?”

Sun Wukong asked with a smile, inviting Great Emperor Ziwei to sit down.

Great Emperor Ziwei took a seat, poured himself a cup of wine, and downed it in one go.

“I originally wanted to recruit you, but seeing your disposition, I know you wouldn’t agree, so I thought I’d come for a chat.”

“Old Sun is honored.”

Sun Wukong cackled.

Great Emperor Ziwei glanced at him and said, “You monkey, if you were willing to help me, I would have far fewer worries.

Even the Netherworld, I’d dare to directly conquer, with you being worth a million Heavenly Soldiers and Generals.”

“Too bad, Old Sun has grown accustomed to being a carefree loose immortal, only wishing to live freely.”

Sun Wukong’s lips curled upward.

Great Emperor Ziwei shook his head, completely abandoning the idea of persuading Sun Wukong.

That monkey truly was impervious to reason, very hard to persuade.

“Forget it, let’s not talk about that anymore, let’s drink.”

He continued to raise his cup, drinking with Sun Wukong.

This was Monkey Wine brewed from various spirit fruits, with a strong kick, enough to make even Great Emperor Ziwei slightly tipsy.

At this time, his speech became somewhat uninhibited.

“Ha, what Jade Emperor, what damn The Three Pure Ones, they’re not qualified to sit in those positions at all, their virtues don’t match their status, they sit up high, but don’t seek the welfare of the common people, what kind of God are they?”

“And that Longevity Great Emperor of the South Pole, he’s so inconspicuous it’s ridiculous, what right does he have to vie with me for the position of the Great Heavenly Venerate?

What has he achieved?

Absolutely nothing, his presence or absence makes no difference to this world.”

“That heartless guy Gou Chen, I’m still his younger brother after all, he should give me some leeway instead of competing with me openly and in secret, does he really think I’m afraid of him?

If I didn’t want to worry Mother, I would have already given him a beating, to let him understand the meaning of brotherly respect and filial piety.”

Sun Wukong’s mouth twitched.

You’re talking about beating up your own brother, and you call that brotherly respect and filial piety?

But, he couldn’t be bothered to argue with a drunkard.

“Now in the entire Three Realms, among all the Celestial Immortals, only I truly care about the safety of the common people.

They don’t deserve to be worshipped by the world.

Wukong, do you think if I became the Great Heavenly Venerate, I would do better than them?”

Great Emperor Ziwei grabbed one of Sun Wukong’s hands, staring at him intently.

This was something Sun Wukong actually agreed with.

Without hypocrisy, he nodded and said, “Yes.”

“See, even you admit it, it proves that I am indeed suitable to be the Great Heavenly Venerate, haha, I’m happy, another drink for me.”

Great Emperor Ziwei raised his cup, not waiting for Sun Wukong to raise his, and downed it in one gulp.

Sun Wukong: “…”

At this moment, Great Emperor Ziwei, as if opening a long-sealed chest of stories, took Sun Wukong’s hand and kept talking.

Sun Wukong was actually quite interested in listening.

Great Emperor Ziwei’s words got more and more outrageous.

All sorts of Heavenly Court secrets were being spilled.

Like how the Jade Emperor once peeped at Chang’e bathing.

Zhu Bajie and the Nishang Fairy were in love, the Jade Emperor was also fond of the Nishang Fairy, so in a fit of rage, he banished Zhu Bajie to the mortal world.

The Glazed Cup that Sha Wujing broke was actually a token of love a certain Immortal Maiden gave to the Jade Emperor.

And Lady Houtu and the Jade Emperor haven’t shared a room for tens of thousands of years.

Sun Wukong’s mouth twitched; Great Emperor Ziwei’s tales were getting more and more preposterous.

He was considering whether he should just knock him out.

Until Great Emperor Ziwei, with a mysterious face, told Sun Wukong that he knew a big secret.

Seeing him so earnest, Sun Wukong’s curiosity was piqued, and he leaned in with great interest.

But then, Great Emperor Ziwei whispered in his ear, “Do you know what foolish thing Sun Wukong did back in the day?”

Sun Wukong’s eyes widened, gossip about himself?

He sneered, it must be because Great Emperor Ziwei was too drunk, otherwise he would never tell.

“Please do tell, Great Emperor.”

After looking around, Great Emperor Ziwei whispered mysteriously, “Back then, in the Immortal Peach Orchard, Sun Wukong immobilized the Seven Fairies, but didn’t do anything, just thought about stealing peaches, haha, it’s just too funny, a monkey will always be a monkey, never becoming a human.”

Sun Wukong’s face darkened.

He asked coldly, “Who says Sun Wukong doesn’t understand, otherwise where would the Calabash Brothers come from?”

“What?”

Great Emperor Ziwei was stunned.

Just then, looking at Sun Wukong, he said in confusion, “Eh, you look a lot like that monkey.”

“I am that monkey.”

Sun Wukong said coldly with a sneer.

His fist flew.

“Bang.”

Great Emperor Ziwei was directly punched into an Iron-Eating Beast’s Eye.

He blinked in surprise, then cried out, “Not the face!”

Sun Wukong punched him again right in the other eye.

Then, without any mercy, he beat and kicked Great Emperor Ziwei.

“The monkey is hitting people.”

“Help!”

“Ah…

you…

go easy.”