885: Chapter 290: Mind-controlling Spell_7 885: Chapter 290: Mind-controlling Spell_7 Their strength far surpasses that of ordinary Supres.
rely being in the Supre Realm, or possessing the combat power of the Supre Realm, is truly insufficient in comparison.
“Handle things here, then report to the Heavenly Court and follow Ziwei’s arrangents.”
Sun Wukong glanced at Sun Juekong.
The Great Emperor Ziwei was slightly taken aback, then displayed a faint smile.
Sun Wukong had given the Heavenly Court another master.
With Sun Juekong’s strength, he could nearly be regarded as a Supre.
Such a master joining the Heavenly Court would bring great benefits to it.
Most importantly, as he was under Sun Wukong’s Mind-controlling Spell, there was no need to worry about his loyalty.
It could even be said that Sun Juekong was much more reliable than others, as he would never betray.
The Great Emperor Ziwei rubbed his hands, feeling a bit embarrassed.
“How can I accept this?
You should keep a few masters by your side.”
After casting a glance at the Great Emperor Ziwei, Sun Wukong said indifferently: “What’s this?
You don’t want him?
Fine, then I won’t give him to you and keep him for my own use.”
Upon hearing that, the Great Emperor Ziwei quickly said: “Yes, I want him.
You, monkey, can’t renege on your words.
I was just being polite for a mont; don’t take it so seriously.”
He gave Sun Wukong a reproachful look, but he didn’t look pleased.
However, seeing Sun Juekong, the Great Emperor Ziwei couldn’t help but smile.
The Heavenly Court had gained another powerful force.
Sun Juekong’s strength was on par with that of Yang Jian.
The masters around him were truly increasing in number.
Thinking of this, the Great Emperor Ziwei felt a surge of ambition.
He was determined to stabilize the Three Realms, bringing order and prosperity to all living beings.
Unlike his predecessors, he was an idealistic Supre of the Three Realms.
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes at the Great Emperor Ziwei, too lazy to respond.
This guy always took advantage and then acted modest; it wasn’t the first ti.
Sun Juekong had no objections.
After being controlled by the Mind-controlling Spell, he completely obeyed Sun Wukong’s orders.
Even if Sun Wukong ordered him to commit suicide, he wouldn’t hesitate.
This was the harshness of the Mind-controlling Spell, turning one being into the loyal dog of another.
However, considering Sun Juekong’s previous actions, Sun Wukong felt no guilt.
In a sense, Sun Juekong deserved this.
Letting him live, rather than killing him, was already a great act of kindness.
Others would have perford a Soul Search and then killed him outright.
Sun Juekong prepared to handle the bodies of Li Guangming and the others.
Not long ago, these people were his brothers-in-arms, though he had a personal conflict with Li Guangming.
The deaths of so many brothers should have saddened him deeply, at least feeling a sense of shared fate.
However, Sun Juekong felt no such sentint; he only looked coldly at the bodies in the courtyard, ready to clean them up, feeling neither sorrow nor regret.
Instead, he felt pleased.
These guys opposing his master deserved to be destroyed.
With these thoughts, his eyes beca even colder.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong couldn’t help but sigh at the dominance of the Mind-controlling Spell.
He called out to Sun Juekong, saying, “By the way, the na Sun Juekong doesn’t sound good to .
From now on, you will be called Sun Jue.
It sounds more pleasing to Old Sun.”
“Sun Jue thanks the master for giving him a new na.”
Sun Jue looked excited.
It was as if having Sun Wukong rena him was a great honor.
Seeing Sun Jue eagerly cleaning up the bodies, the Great Emperor Ziwei couldn’t help but sigh: “The Mind-controlling Spell is too domineering, and it makes the cursed person lose their self.
Wukong, in the future, if we can avoid using this spell, it would be better.”
Sun Wukong cast a glance at the Great Emperor Ziwei and asked, “What if it were to capture Haotian God?”
The Great Emperor Ziwei imdiately responded, “At least a hundred and eighty spells, no, kill him a hundred and eighty tis.”
Clearly, the Great Emperor Ziwei held no goodwill towards Haotian God.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have said such words.
To kill him a hundred and eighty tis showed just how deep his hatred for Haotian ran.
Sun Wukong was stunned, and Yang Jian couldn’t help but smile wryly.
“Don’t look at like that; it makes uncomfortable,” the Great Emperor Ziwei laughed awkwardly.
The two of them both rolled their eyes at him, too lazy to respond.
Sun Wukong took his leave, feeling that he had already given orders to Sun Jue to follow the Great Emperor Ziwei, and he would certainly comply.
Therefore, Sun Wukong felt there was no need to stay any longer.
Leaving the rest to them was sufficient.
As he watched Sun Wukong leave, the Great Emperor Ziwei suddenly said, “I am truly wise.
Sun Wukong is indeed my lucky star.
Ever since having Wukong, my waist stopped aching…
cough, no, I an all my goals have been achieved.
I have beco the Supre of the Three Realms and now have so many powerful subordinates.
Just thinking about it is gratifying.”
Yang Jian glanced at the Great Emperor Ziwei.
He nodded and said, “Being friends with Wukong will never be unprofitable.
He is extrely good to those around him.”
Of course, although Yang Jian said that, they had never befriended Sun Wukong for that reason.
The Great Emperor Ziwei might have initially, but later, it was Sun Wukong’s personal charm that led to their friendship.
This was completely different from having ulterior motives.
Hearing Yang Jian’s words, the Great Emperor Ziwei looked at him with a smile and said, “Yang Jian, I won’t call you ‘Beloved Official’ anymore.
In truth, I have always considered you a friend.
You should understand that having friends like you is my good fortune.”
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