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Having received a reply from Mount Hua, Tiannu quickened her pace as soon as she entered Yaochi.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

He had only run a few steps when he saw Yang Jian, the God of Justice, stride out towards him, followed by his hound, Nezha, and other well-known figures from the Heavenly Court.

Yang Jian remained silent, watching him quietly, until Tiannu, feeling flustered, quickly bowed his head and greeted him: "Greetings, God of Justice, greetings, Third Prince."

"Woof woof!" the Celestial Dog grumbled.

Can't you see yourself?

Tiannu snorted. How could he, a dignified servant of the Zhang family, greet a dog?

"What a flustered and disorderly manner!" asked the Queen Mother of the West, who sat serenely in the Jade Pool. "What is the matter?"

"This, that..."

Tiannu was nervous.

Everyone knows how close Yang Jian, Nezha, and Tan Wenjie are. He was afraid that if he tattled on them in front of them, he would be punished by lightning and fire for stepping out of Yaochi with his left foot first, thus disobeying the heavenly rules and being instantly destroyed.

"Speak quickly!" the Queen Mother of the West said impatiently.

Now the Heavenly Court is strong and well-equipped, especially since Tan Wenjie has always been on good terms with the Heavenly Court and is completely one of their own. She is enjoying the pleasure of being the only one who is supreme in heaven and on earth, and cannot stand her servants who are so ignorant and unsophisticated.

It can't be that Tam Man-kit has rebelled, that's ridiculous!
"Yes!"

Tiannu glanced cautiously at Yang Jian and Nezha, gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and said, "In accordance with the will of Heaven, one hundred and eight immortals should descend to the mortal realm to face the tribulation. This servant was ordered to go to find Emperor Tan and ask his disciples to face the tribulation, but Emperor Tan refused."

“Obeying Heaven and responding to the calamity is a great thing,” said the Queen Mother of the West. “However, if you refuse, then so be it.”

The Queen Mother gave the decree, and Tan Wenjie should not refuse. However, considering the other party's current strength, refusing seems to be normal.

"However, this servant discovered that Emperor Tan and the Third Holy Mother were living in seclusion at the foot of Mount Hua."

Tiannu trembled.

"Hmm?" Yang Jian's gaze sharpened.

Nezha couldn't help but exclaim "Huh?" He quickly changed his expression when others looked over.

"This, this..." The Queen Mother's expression froze.

Logically speaking, if a deity has mortal desires, he should be dealt with according to the heavenly rules. However, there are prerequisites. Ordinary deities must strictly abide by the heavenly rules and precepts, but powerful deities are different.

For example, when Yang Jian married Ao Cunxin, the third princess of the West Sea Dragon Palace, no one in the Three Realms dared to interfere. If it weren't for the discord between Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian, which gave the Queen Mother an opportunity, she wouldn't have been able to deceive this God of Justice into taking up a seat in the Heavenly Court.

Yang Jian made the Heavenly Court hesitant to act against him, but at that time, the gods had not yet been conferred titles, and the Heavenly Court had no one else to rely on.

The Heavenly Court is now a powerful and well-equipped army, but Tan Wenjie's strength is also not what it used to be.

The Queen Mother of the West turned her attention to Yang Jian, as this God of Justice had been acting a bit too impartially lately.

"Your Majesty, Tan Wenjie and Yang Chan have defied the Heavenly Laws and their crimes are unforgivable. Yang Jian, you shall immediately return to Guanjiangkou to gather the Meishan brothers and 1,200 grass-root gods to go to Mount Hua and capture them!"

Nezha's eyes darted around, and he chimed in, "Nezha also volunteers to capture those two!"

Queen Mother of the West: "..."

I've never seen you guys so loyal before.

"Ahem, perhaps Tiannu has mistaken Yang Jian and Nezha for someone else." The Queen Mother glared at Tiannu and said gently, "Emperor Tan and Yang Chan are old acquaintances and close friends. It's perfectly normal for them to play music and chat together occasionally."

Yang Jian: "According to Your Majesty, what should we do?"

"The beings of the Three Realms should be put first. The Heavenly Laws exist to protect all living beings. How can they cause widespread suffering? In my opinion, Yang Jian should go to Mount Hua and ask him for clarification."

"Yes! Yang Jian takes his leave."

"Nezha has also taken his leave."

After the two people and the dog left, the Queen Mother took a deep breath and looked at Tiannu kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty, everything I've said is true. The two of them have clearly..."

"Who else have you told about this?"

"No, this servant didn't tell anyone."

"Alright, shut your mouth. If anyone finds out about this..."

"This servant will certainly keep his mouth shut!"

The Queen Mother waved her hand wearily, signaling Tiannu to step down.

On the other side, Yang Jian and Nezha, who had left Yaochi, exchanged a glance and smiled.

"Those two are finally... Ugh, I was so anxious!" Nezha sighed. Did they really think he was so young and didn't know anything? "Second brother, what are you going to do? Are you really going to go and catch Brother Jie?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "With the Heavenly Court's current strength, fighting with Brother Jie will only result in mutual destruction."

It was naturally a good thing that his younger sister had found a good husband, but the fact that this matter had been reported to Yaochi still gave him a headache.

"I'll go see him once."

Yang Jian rode a cloud away from the Heavenly Court and headed straight for Mount Hua.

After landing, he transformed into a young man holding a folding fan, dressed in a black robe, looking elegant and dashing.

However, finding Tan Wenjie and Yang Chan is not so simple. The difference in strength between them is too great now. Unless he uses the Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows, there is no way he can see through their disguise.

Since I wasn't there to fight, I naturally couldn't let people misunderstand.

He looked at the woman selling groceries by the roadside, leaned over and asked, "Excuse me, ma'am, could you please tell me if there's a newlywed couple in this village, one surnamed Tan and the other surnamed Yang?"

The woman's expression changed when she was asked the question: "You're the one who's an older woman, I'm not even twenty yet."

Yang Jian: "..."

When people talk about their age, they often say they are a few years younger than they actually think.

After being given a disapproving look, Yang Jian turned to the grinning uncle beside him.

"Brother, do you know a young couple in the village surnamed Tan and surnamed Yang?"

"That's the biggest house in the village."

Thank you.

Yang Jian frowned, feeling that something was off about the people in this village.

He was just about to ask someone else which house was the largest when he turned around and saw a magnificent mansion appear before him.

There are two stone lions at the entrance.

The words "Tan Mansion" are hung high above the main gate.

"Brother Jie is really... unique," Yang Jian remarked.

This mansion was comparable to those of royalty. At the same time, he was amazed by Tan Wenjie's skill; such a large mansion had been able to be hidden silently within his magical perception. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to see anything at all.

As soon as I arrived at the door, it opened automatically.

Yang Chan appeared at the door with a smile on her face, carrying a vegetable basket. However, her expression changed drastically when she saw who was standing there.

"Second...Second Brother?"

"Third Sister, where is Brother Jie?"

"Just now, the Primordial Celestial Venerable sent a decree, and he went to the Jade Void Palace with the White Crane Boy, saying he would return in a few days... Second Brother, would you like to come in and have some tea and rest for a while?"

"Don't worry, I just wanted to discuss some things with Brother Jie this time." Yang Jian nodded. "Alright, it's been a long time since we siblings have seen each other."

Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.

This wasn't Tan Wenjie's first time here; he always looked around curiously each time he visited. Every brick and tile was unique, and he thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to build a house in this style someday.

"Disciple Tan Wenjie pays respects to Grandmaster." Tan Wenjie entered the main hall and bowed to the middle-aged Taoist priest at the head of the table.

The Primordial Celestial said, "Your cultivation is extraordinary. I have summoned you here today to teach you the method of severing your corpse."

"Thank you, Master."

He likes this straightforward way of speaking the most.

The information entered Tan Wenjie's ears as the Primordial Celestial Venerable spoke, accompanied by celestial music. He quickly understood how to sever the three corpses.

By severing the three poisons of good, evil, and ego, one's cultivation advances further, achieving the supreme Dao fruit.

The next step was his initial pursuit: from then on, there was no other self in the myriad realms, and all beings returned to oneness.

"You already have a malevolent corpse, but this is an unorthodox method and will do you no good."

"An evil corpse?" Tan Wenjie wondered, only to see the demon lord Tan Wenjie within his body actually step out and sit down cross-legged.

No wonder it's called an unorthodox method. By slaying the evil corpse, one's strength can be further enhanced, but ordinary immortals can hardly even sense the three corpses.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Grandmaster, is it alright not to kill him?"

"Not an inch can be made."

That's not necessarily true. As long as the system continues to upgrade and attributes improve, strength will continue to rise.

"Grandmaster, after I kill him, can I cultivate another one?" Tan Wenjie pointed to the Demon Lord Tan Wenjie next to him and said, "To be honest, I have too many evil thoughts and my evil aura is too heavy. Killing one evil corpse is definitely not enough."

Since it's not a legitimate Three Corpses, there's no need to follow the rules.

"can."

Tan Wenjie was in a good mood when he left Yuxu Palace.

If one evil corpse isn't enough, then bring ten, a hundred. With countless versions of oneself throughout the myriad worlds, one can inevitably create countless evil corpses.

Of course, if possible, Tan Wenjie would prefer to take that step and reach the level of a saint, thus transcending time and space. Even if someone could travel through time and space back to when they were weak, they would only encounter their current self, thus eliminating the possibility of being nipped in the bud.

When they returned to Mount Hua, Tan Wenjie had already sensed something was wrong; Yang Jian had not concealed his presence.

Upon entering the room, they saw Yang Jian drinking tea.

"Brother Jie, is there nothing you want to say to me?" Yang Jian asked with a stern face, while Yang Chan stood to the side with her head down.

The current scene has a feeling of a well-behaved girl being tricked by a blond-haired man and then being caught red-handed by her brother-in-law.

"What did you say?" Tan Wenjie suddenly realized. "I have some tea here from Yuxu Palace. Would you like some?"

“That’s not what I meant, Brother Jie. After you got together with Sister Chan, did you ever think about breaking the heavenly rules?”

"How about I overthrow the Heavenly Court and make you the new Heavenly Emperor?"

Yang Jian: "..."

He suddenly realized that this method actually had a pretty high probability of success.

"Now that the Three Realms are at peace, we must not commit acts of killing," Yang Jian finally shook his head.

"Then I'll give you a helper to overturn the heavenly laws."

Yang Jian: "..."

Yang Chan: "..."

They had also seen "The Lotus Lantern," and the plot was all too familiar to them.

However, the matter between Tan Wenjie and Yang Chan must not be known to the outside world, otherwise it will affect the image of the Heavenly Court as "arrogant towards the weak and subservient to the strong," which would be very shameful if it were to be told.

Seeing that the two were not speaking, Tan Wenjie did not press the matter. He poured himself a cup of tea and was thinking about how to find a suitable clone for himself.

Time passed by, and Tan Wenjie suddenly said, "I do have a way to help you find an assistant."

"Who?"

"I."

Tan Wenjie pointed to himself.

"My other self, without any cultivation, starts from scratch."

There are many ways to travel between different worlds. In order to find a "self" that better meets his requirements, Tan Wenjie will continue to search for a period of time.

Ultimately, his focus fell on "Black Myth: Wukong".

In the post-Journey to the West era, demons and monsters are everywhere, but for Tan Wenjie, the whole world has lost its threat. Not to mention Erlang Shen Yang Jian, the broken body of the Great Sage, etc., even if they were all at their peak, they could not stop the power of Tan Wenjie's palm.

After identifying the destination, Tan Wenjie did not enter the secret world directly, but instead used all available methods to try to "smuggle" himself there.

If one enters that world through normal means, Tan Wenjie will be replaced by Tan Wenjie himself.

However, if he manages to sneak over there but fails to transfer his consciousness into that world, Tan Wenjie in that world will only become an empty shell without consciousness. Moreover, this empty shell will perfectly match Tan Wenjie in every way, resolving all his worries.

This method is impractical for people without the ability to travel through time, and it is of no use to saints of the same level as Yuanshi Tianzun. It just so happened that Tan Wenjie took advantage of this.

This world has been assimilated by the abyss, and evil thoughts have arisen.

Black Wind Mountain, long after the pilgrims left, has now been completely occupied by demons.

A monkey dressed in clothes and carrying a stick had just arrived at this place. It cautiously looked at the little demon patrolling the mountain ahead, wondering whether it should gather its strength to strike him or quietly slip past him.

"Thorn--!"

Suddenly, the air ahead split open, and a young man emerged from it, holding a chicken leg in his hand.

"Who goes there?" The patrolling demon in the distance was startled and jogged over.

Without the young man making any move, the little demon who had run over was frozen in place and unable to move.

The monkey was shocked, realizing that the young man before it was no ordinary person.

"A deity?" the young man asked.

The monkey shook its head.

"A monster?" the young man asked again.

The monkey continued to shake its head.

The young man nodded: "Thank you."

"Wait, you..."

"Want to learn?" The young man pointed to the mountain patrolling demon frozen in the distance and said to the monkey, "I'll teach you."

He flicked his finger lightly, and the monkey's eyes widened instantly. In its eyes, it seemed as if a figure was rapidly practicing martial arts, demonstrating fists, kicks, sticks, and various supernatural powers.

"boom!"

When the monkey opened its eyes again, it could only see the young man swaggering towards Black Wind Mountain, biting into a chicken leg. The monkey was about to say thank you, but in the blink of an eye, the other person had disappeared without a trace.

It continued walking forward, only to see a little old man trembling in front of the local temple.

"You monkey, you have such a lucky life." The old man's voice was still trembling. "That person just now, I don't know which god descended from heaven, just one glance at me and he almost made all my magic power dissipate."

Monkey: "Who are you?"

“I am the local land.”

"Certainly!"

The monkey had just learned a whole host of skills and supernatural powers and needed a battle to hone them; he had no time to chat with an old earth god. (End of Chapter)