Jackie Chan Adventures: I have everything I need now.

Regarding the matter of preaching, all living beings have their own selfish desires. Because the seventy-two demon kings feared Sun Wukong's power and submitted unwillingly, they did not inform the starry sky of the matter of preaching.

Inside the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong was furious when he saw that the messengers sent by the seventy-two demon kings were all of extremely low cultivation level, not even reaching the level of a human immortal.

"Where is the demon king of your cave?!"

"Where did they all go?!"

This angry shout made the messengers of the seventy-two cave demon kings below tremble. As if they had been prepared in advance, they all spoke in unison, "Your Majesty has gone on a journey and will probably not return for a long time. The seventy-two caves will now be under our command!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong burst into laughter.

Do you think you're easy to bully?!

He kicked one of the seventy-two demon king envoys flying, saying, "Enough, you can leave now."

He waved his hand, signaling the other demon king's envoys to leave.

He then sat down on the stone seat, feeling dejected.

An old monkey, whose aura seemed to emanate from the Buddha but was invisible to everyone, stepped forward and said, "What is it that troubles Your Majesty? May we hear it?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong sighed.

"Ugh!"

"Those seventy-two demon kings probably didn't submit to me, Old Sun. They ran away less than a day after they submitted."

"There's another thing, which is that I, Old Sun, always feel that going bare-handed is really uncomfortable."

The old monkey's eyes flashed, and he bowed respectfully, speaking persuasively, "Your Majesty!"

"I have heard that our Water Curtain Cave in Flower and Fruit Mountain leads down to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea."

"This East Sea Dragon Palace is the residence of the dragon race. The dragon race possesses many rare treasures. With Your Majesty's strength, perhaps you can go to the Dragon Palace to ask for a treasure."

Sun Wukong found these words quite reasonable.

"Good good!"

After three consecutive cheers, Sun Wukong escaped into the river of the Water Curtain Cave and headed towards the Dragon Palace of the East Sea below.

After Sun Wukong left, the old monkey murmured to himself, as if he were conveying a message.

Meanwhile, deep within the East China Sea lies the Ancestral Dragon Temple.

Zulong raised a bowl of fine wine, embraced the rare beauties sent by various tribes of the sea, and looked at Zhunti who had come to visit him, saying, "Zhunti, what brings you to my East Sea?!"

"I remember you have no relation to my dragon clan, do you?"

His eyes were downcast as he sized up Zhunti.

Upon seeing this, Zhunti smiled awkwardly, "Brother Zulong, have you forgotten about the calamities of the Journey to the West?"

"How could I forget?"

"That's good, that's good!"

Zhunti was secretly relieved that the First Emperor hadn't forgotten.

"Report!"

"Reporting to His Majesty the Ancestral Dragon, a monkey with the strength of a Taiyi Golden Immortal is wandering outside the barrier of our East Sea Dragon Palace. He is about to break into our Dragon Palace again and challenge the majesty of our Dragon Clan!"

Upon receiving the report from his subordinate dragon clan, the Ancestral Dragon instantly threw the beautiful woman from another race to the ground, slammed his fist on the table in fury, and exclaimed, "What?!"

"A mere monkey dares to challenge the might of my dragon race!"

“Ao Guang and the others have all gone to listen to the Dao. In that case, I, the ancestor, will personally go and crush that monkey to death!”

Just as Zulong was about to set off, Zhunti blocked his way with a smile.

“Brother Zulong, this monkey is one of the main characters in the Journey to the West.”

"When we were planning this in the past, we also wanted this monkey to cause havoc in the Dragon Palace and seize the Sea-Stabilizing Needle, a magical treasure used by Yu the Great to control the floods, to make it into a weapon."

Upon hearing what Zhunti said, Zulong also came to his senses.

He rubbed his forehead, his eyes flashing with cunning, "Zhunti, this acquired merit treasure is the treasure of my Dragon Clan to suppress the sea, how can we give it away so easily?"

"Moreover, to provoke the might of my dragon race is simply to disregard my ancestor!"

"Throughout the entire prehistoric world, who doesn't know that the Dragon Clan has this Grand Luo Golden Immortal, the Primordial Chaos, in charge? How dare he provoke us like this? He's simply audacious!"

Zhunti smiled bitterly to himself, wondering who had taught Sun Wukong such a thing!

They don't know even the most basic primordial knowledge!

The Dragon Clan has powerful figures overseeing them, don't they know?!

Little did they know that within the island, the divine being's avatar only taught Sun Wukong and the others how to cultivate and practice Taoism.

As for common knowledge about the primordial world, the gods didn't mention it at all.

This means that Sun Wukong was even less obedient than Nezha and Yang Jian.

Nezha was born in the Nuwa Palace, so even if he was unruly, he was still somewhat cultured.

Yang Jian was a disciple of Yu Ding Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, and his level of education was far higher than that of Nezha.

Originally, Sun Wukong, under the tutelage of Patriarch Bodhi at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, might have become the most cultured of the three traitors in the Heavenly Court.

But now, the gods haven't taught Sun Wukong anything except how to cultivate.

This leads to the following situation: if Tang Sanzang dared to recite the Tightening-Headband Mantra on the journey to the West, Sun Wukong, despite the excruciating headache, would probably kill Tang Sanzang with a single blow.

"Brother Zulong, I have a solution that satisfies both sides. Would you be willing to listen to it?"

After saying that, Zhunti took out the Great Dream of a Thousand Years Dao Talisman prepared by his senior brother, Jieyin.

"This is the Three Thousand Great Laws that my senior brother forged in his dream. Ordinary beings, as long as they are Great Luo Golden Immortals, will be unable to escape the dream for all eternity if they are hit by this talisman."

"A quasi-saint level expert can escape the dream after a thousand years."

"How about we cast this talisman on Sun Wukong, allowing him to dream for a thousand years and unknowingly accomplish what he wants?!"

After a moment's thought, Zu Long realized that this was a viable method and was about to agree when he suddenly realized that this was a case of getting something for nothing.

He then said with a half-smile, "Zhunti, you, the protagonist of the Western Paradise Buddhist sect, are you going to take my Dragon Palace's treasured sea-stabilizing staff for nothing?!"

"This ancestor disagrees with."

They got no benefit whatsoever, and were just giving away a precious treasure that already belonged to their Dragon Palace. How could they accept this?!

We need to extract some benefits from it.

Zhunti gritted his teeth inwardly. Everything had been agreed upon in Zixiao Palace, and now you're changing your mind?!

In the end, knowing that the Ancestral Dragon would truly not give up the Sea-Fixing Needle, Zhunti could only grit his teeth and say, "These are ten Bodhi seeds, which can help a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal comprehend the Dao, grasp the power of the laws, and achieve the Great Luo Fruit!"

"I wonder if this spiritual item can persuade Brother Zulong to agree."

As he spoke, Zhunti gritted his teeth, uttering each word with immense heartache.

This is a spiritual object that can nurture a Great Luo Golden Immortal; it's no wonder Zhunti is heartbroken to give it away like this.

"it is good!"

Zu Long immediately agreed.

Zhunti also breathed a sigh of relief.

He then used the Great Dream of a Thousand Years Talisman given to him by the Guide to lead Sun Wukong into a dream, allowing him to achieve his wish.

Soon, after Sun Wukong entered the barrier of the East Sea Dragon Palace, he emerged again in less than half a moment. However, this time, Sun Wukong was holding a Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel).

He wasn't wearing any of the armor described in the original story, and headed straight for Flower Fruit Mountain.

"finished."

"please!"

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Zu Long immediately began to drive the guests away.

Seeing this, Zhunti didn't say anything and hurriedly left the Ancestral Dragon Hall.

Heading to the Netherworld.

Inside the Nine Netherworld, Zhunti, having used unknown methods and been slaughtered countless times, left the Nine Netherworld Reincarnation Land with a bitter face.

The task was completed, but he was about to suffer a massive hemorrhage.

These two locations have finally been finalized.

But when he returned to the Great Buddha Hall in the Western Paradise, he showed a bitter face when questioned by the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

Even though the primordial world is being reshaped and the western spiritual veins are reappearing, why does he still have such a bitter face?

Sun Wukong was taken to the underworld, where he experienced everything that happened in the Nine Netherworlds in his dream. He then returned and boasted about it to his monkey followers.

In the Heavenly Court, the Ten Kings of Hell and the people sent by the First Emperor stood on the Lingxiao Palace, lamenting the theft of their treasures and the destruction of the Book of Life and Death.

The Supreme God of Heaven remained silent, speechless.

The Dragon Palace treasures were stolen? He'd never heard of anyone being able to steal things right under the nose of a Grand Luo Immortal.

The Book of Life and Death was destroyed; someone was able to destroy the Book of Life and Death right under the nose of Houtu, the representative of the underworld.

This is an outrageous lie!!

But Haotian had no choice but to admit it.

"My esteemed ministers, do you have any good ideas?"

As soon as Haotian spoke, the seats of immortals and gods below, which should have been filled with them, became empty.

Of the original hundreds of immortals and gods, only a dozen or so remain enshrined in the Lingxiao Palace.

This is because, under the starry sky, the Wanling Palace preaches, and almost all the immortals and gods of the Heavenly Court, except for those of Haotian, go to the Wanling Palace to listen to the sermon.

It can be said that if the Zixiao Palace had preached during the Lich Age, the vast primordial world would have only needed a Taiyi Golden Immortal to suppress the world.

Now, the Wanling Palace preaches under the starry sky, and in this vast primordial world, one only needs to reach the Heavenly Immortal realm to dominate heaven and earth.

Because beings above the celestial level mostly reside in the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits or the surrounding starry sky, listening to the voices of humanity.

"Sigh!" Haotian sighed helplessly, waving his hand to signal the Ten Kings of Hell and the Dragon Clan to return to their respective homes, promising them a satisfactory answer.

He then looked at Venus and said, "Venus, go to Flower Fruit Mountain and invite the mortal monkey Sun Wukong up here to be an official."