Chapter 83

And just as Su Chen was in seclusion deep within the Tai Yin Star.

In the Heavenly Court, the days of his good brother Sun Wukong were becoming increasingly boring.

Thinking back to when he was first conferred as the Saint Qitian, Sun Wukong still felt it was quite fresh.

Living in the magnificent Saint Mansion, with a group of immortal officials and clerks serving under him, going out with a grand entourage, and wherever he went, people would respectfully call him "Great Saint."

At the time, he felt this feeling was indeed not bad.

But after a long time, he got tired of it.

This Saint Qitian, sounding majestic, was actually just an idle position.

The Jade Emperor gave him the title but did not give him any real power.

Every day, besides eating and drinking, he was wandering around, without even a proper task.

At first, there was Su Chen accompanying him.

The two drank together and bragged together, so it wasn't considered lonely.

But ever since Su Chen left a message three years ago saying he was going into seclusion to cultivate, Sun Wukong had become a loner in the Heavenly Court.

And in the Saint Mansion, that group of immortal officials and clerks were all respectful to him, but when they spoke, it was all official jargon, so polite that it was unbearable, and they couldn't chat at all.

Sun Wukong went to find them to drink, and those guys were all scared to death, waving their hands repeatedly, saying "dare not, dare not."

And the Heavenly Court did not allow the immortals in the sky to go to the lower realm at will.

Sun Wukong, who wanted to go back to Mount Huaguo to take a look, was stopped several times by the Four Heavenly Kings guarding the Heavenly Gate.

He was inherently a person who couldn't sit still; when he was the Great King at Mount Huaguo, he took the monkeys and grandchildren every day to drill troops, hunt, and play, which was so happy.

But in this Heavenly Court, there were too many rules, and the immortals were all fake and serious, which really didn't suit his taste.

"Sigh, it's really boring, boring to the extreme!"

On this day, Sun Wukong was lying on the grass in the back garden of the Saint Mansion, with a blade of grass in his mouth, looking at the sky in boredom.

"I don't know how my brother is doing in seclusion; it's been almost three years, why is there no movement at all?"

He scratched his cheek, missing Su Chen in his heart.

"No, I have to find some fun!"

He did a carp leap, jumped up from the ground, and with a somersault, he was out of the Saint Mansion.

Where to go?

Sun Wukong thought about it on the cloud.

Go find Nezha?

No, no, that kid had been watched closely by his father, General Li Jing, recently, saying he wanted to drill the Heavenly Soldiers and wouldn't let him go out easily.

Go find other familiar immortals?

Those guys were all very busy, either on duty or cultivating.

"Got it!"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, thinking of a good place to go.

"I heard that the Lei Bu has a group of divine generals who beat drums and strike thunder there every day, and the commotion is quite big; I'll go watch the fun."

Having made up his mind, he drove his somersault cloud and flew all the way toward the Lei Bu.

The Lei Bu was an important department of the Heavenly Court in charge of thunder and lightning, moving clouds and spreading rain.

Before Sun Wukong got close, he heard a "Boom—" loud noise, which made his ears somewhat numb.

He saw that above a vast sea of clouds, thousands of Lei Bu divine generals, holding thunder hammers and electric whips, were practicing thunder formations.

At the head was the True God of the Lei Bu, the Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng.

Sun Wukong watched the fun and immediately became interested; he pressed down his cloud and walked over swaggeringly.

"Hey! You guys who beat drums, the commotion is not small!"

This shout of his was full of energy, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

The Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng looked back and saw it was Sun Wukong, and his brows immediately furrowed.

Why did this monkey run here?

He knew that this Saint Qitian was a demon king who caused trouble wherever he went, and no place would be peaceful.

"So it is the Great Saint who has arrived; I wonder what business you have?" Although the Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng didn't like him in his heart, he still had to maintain appearances.

Sun Wukong carried his Ruyi Jingu Bang and said carelessly: "No big deal, just saw that you guys are quite lively here, so I came to take a look. I say, you guys are beating and striking every day, can you let me play too?"

As soon as these words came out, the complexions of the surrounding Lei Bu divine generals became somewhat ugly.

Their practicing of thunder methods was a major task of the Heavenly Court, and this monkey actually said they were beating and striking.

The complexion of the Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng also sank: "Great Saint, these words are wrong. My Lei Bu obeys the Jade Emperor's order, manages the thunder methods of the Three Realms, and maintains the order of heaven and earth; how can it be child's play of beating and striking? And how can outsiders be allowed to play?"

"Oh?" Sun Wukong heard this and became energetic, "Listening to what you mean, you guys are quite powerful? That's just right, my hands have been itching recently; why don't we have a contest?"

As he spoke, he took out his Ruyi Jingu Bang and slammed it on the ground, and the entire sea of clouds trembled because of it.

The face of the Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng turned black instantly.

This monkey is simply bullying people too much!

He was at least a True God of the Heavenly Court, a high-ranking official; how could he allow a wild monkey to run wild on his own turf?

"Great Saint, don't go too far!" the Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng said angrily.

"Too far? How did I go too far?" Sun Wukong stared, "I just want to have a contest with you guys; what, are you guys afraid?"

This provocation of his, although crude, was directly effective.

The divine generals of the Lei Bu were all proud and arrogant people; how could they endure this?

Immediately, a divine general with a fiery temper held a thunder hammer and stood out: "Monkey, stop being arrogant, let me come and meet you!"

"Good! Well come!"

Sun Wukong was overjoyed, swung his Ruyi Jingu Bang, and met him.

The result was naturally without suspense.

Sun Wukong had a strong physical body and great supernatural powers; how could these ordinary thunder generals compare?

After only a few rounds, the divine general who stood out was hit by Sun Wukong's staff and flew backward, and the thunder hammer in his hand flew away.

The other thunder generals saw this, shocked and angry, and rushed forward to besiege him.

Sun Wukong fought more bravely as he fought, dancing his Ruyi Jingu Bang until it was impenetrable and wind-swept.

For a time, the Lei Bu camp was turned upside down.

Finally, it was the Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng who personally acted to stop the excited Sun Wukong.

But he also had no way to deal with this monkey; after fighting for a long time, he didn't even hurt a hair of Sun Wukong.

When Sun Wukong had fought to his heart's content, he laughed loudly and left.

Leaving only the Heavenly Sovereign of Lei Sheng and a group of Lei Bu divine generals standing in place, each with a livid complexion, trembling with anger.

Similar things had happened from time to time in the past three years.

Today go to the Youyi Lingguan Hall to compare strength with Wang Youyi Lingguan.

Tomorrow run to the Dou Department to insist on comparing martial arts with the Dou Department divine generals.

The entire Heavenly Court had almost been disturbed by him.

The immortals and gods were angry and hateful toward him, but they had no way to deal with him.

Finally, on this day, at the morning court.

In the Lingxiao Bao Dian, a group of immortal officials led by the Wu De Xing Jun stood out together.

"Your Majesty!" Wu De Xing Jun accused, "We, your subjects, beg Your Majesty to severely punish that Saint Qitian Sun Wukong!"