Yang Jian nodded slightly and coldly laughed, "Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi both once served as Heavenly Emperor, naturally understanding this. However, at that ti, the minds of the masses were rely a resource to aid their cultivation, not a necessity. They already had the strength of a Heavenly Emperor before becoming the Supre Power of the Three Realms."
The Great Emperor Ziwei was different; when he ascended, he wasn’t even a Supre.
Moreover, he has yet to reach the strength of a Heavenly Emperor beneath the Three Pure Ones.
Therefore, if the Great Emperor Ziwei wants to rise quickly, he must heavily rely on the power of pure thought and incense from the masses.
If the thoughts of the masses are impure, the impact on his cultivation will be devastating.
Nezha finally understood.
He exclaid angrily, "These people want to ruin the cultivation of the Great Emperor Ziwei."
Yang Jian nodded, and Nezha finally understood.
Nezha sneered, "In that case, we can’t tolerate them anymore. The Heavenly Court can’t act, but that doesn’t an beings not of the Heavenly Court can’t act."
Yang Jian felt a stir and looked towards Nezha.
"I will find the monkey."
Nezha said with a sneer.
Yang Jian’s eyes lit up slightly.
If they sought out Sun Wukong, no one could bla the Heavenly Court.
Sun Wukong has a good relationship with the Heavenly Court, but he is not one of them.
All beings in the Three Realms know that Sun Wukong played a significant role in the establishnt of the Heavenly Court.
However, he never joined the Heavenly Court and was just friends with the Great Emperor Ziwei.
If Sun Wukong struck against Ji ng and the others, no one would find fault.
However, the beings of the Three Realms have their thoughts on this, which is inevitable.
When compared to benefits, naturally it is worthwhile.
"Wukong is no match for Ji ng."
Yang Jian realized this and quickly spoke up.
Nezha was montarily stunned, having forgotten this point.
After all, Sun Wukong is not yet a Supre, and would certainly not be a match for Ji ng.
Moreover, Ji ng has many strong allies. If Sun Wukong confronts them, Sun Wukong might be the one defeated.
Nezha thought for a mont and then said, "It seems you’re right. Well, I’ll go discuss it with the monkey first."
With that, Nezha disappeared from the scene.
Yang Jian still wanted to say sothing, but Nezha was already gone.
"This guy."
Yang Jian was amused and helpless.
He did not chase after him, knowing that Sun Wukong does things with his own asured restraint.
Therefore, Yang Jian did not worry about Sun Wukong being impulsive.
He returned to the Heavenly Court but commanded the Immortal Gods of the Heavenly Court to monitor Ji ng and his movents. If there were any suspicious actions, they were to report imdiately.
At Huaguo Mountain, Nezha arrived.
"What’s the matter? Who made our Third Prince so angry?"
Sun Wukong asked with a smile.
Nezha gave Sun Wukong a sideways glance and said irritably, "Who else but that Ji ng. They’re so arrogant, I don’t believe you’re not angry at all."
Nezha said with a smile.
There was a glint of cold light in Sun Wukong’s eyes as he said indifferently, "Of course I’m angry, but right now it’s not appropriate for the Heavenly Court to act, unless Old Sun takes action himself."
Nezha’s eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Are you the worm in my stomach? That’s exactly what I was thinking."
Hearing Nezha’s words, Sun Wukong squinted, realizing that Nezha ca for this matter.
"Is this Ziwei’s intention?"
Nezha shook his head, a bit embarrassed, laughed, and said, "No, it’s my own idea."
Sun Wukong chuckled, showing an expression as if saying "I knew it."
However, he also said, "That doesn’t matter. Since you ntioned it, the most important thing is to consider how to hit Ji ng and their group."
"Ready to act?"
Nezha’s eyes glead.
Sun Wukong nodded, very certain.
Nezha chuckled, "Well, you’ll have to figure it out yourself. The Heavenly Court can’t act, and I can’t help you."
Hearing Nezha’s words, the Ox Demon King snorted contemptuously, "As if your help would make a difference."
Nezha’s face darkened, glaring at the Old Ox with a dangerous look.
The Ox Demon King was not afraid, staring back at Nezha, unfazed.
He holds grudges. Back then, when the fake monkey caused trouble, Nezha and others helped subdue him.
If it hadn’t been for him using the Art of Transformation to create a fake Ox Demon King and Iron Fan Immortal, he would nearly have died.
Therefore, the Ox Demon King does not think fondly of Nezha.
This guy didn’t consider any friendship back then, and thinking about it still makes his blood boil.
Sarcastic remarks were expected.
However, Nezha also has a fiery temper.
With dissatisfaction, he said, "Old Ox, it was your own fault back then, and I was just following orders. Why hold onto the grudge now? It’s overly petty. If you have a problem with this Crown Prince, let’s fight it out. If you can beat , get it out of your system, and if not, you might get a lesson."
The Ox Demon King was rely complaining but got infuriated by Nezha’s words.
He did not expect Nezha to feel no remorse for the past and instead criticize him.
The Ox Demon King imdiately retorted, "Fight then, do you think I’m afraid? Watch turn you into a pighead today."
"Ha, with just you? This Crown Prince will fight you with one hand."
Nezha retorted with a sneer too.
Both of them were in a mood not to give way, which left Sun Wukong helplessly amused.
He didn’t stop them and casually hurled the two out.
Soon, a battle erupted above the East Sea.
After all, the two were sowhat heated but wouldn’t truly fight to the death against each other.
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