Chapter 318: Jade Emperor: This Can Be Blamed on Me Too?

"Wukong, take all these monks and escort them back to Great Tang."

"This is a letter I have written; just hand it over to my Imperial Father along with them."

Sun Wukong knew that Tang An did not want the three of them to dirty their hands. Such matters were indeed better left to the judgment of the law.

"Master, rest assured. Old Sun will be back in a flash."

He tied up all those monks, including the one with the severed arm, and flew with them toward Great Tang to seek out the Tang Emperor, Li Shimin.

As for what was written in Tang An's letter? Naturally, it was to have Li Shimin personally issue an order to hand these monks over to the Ministry of Justice, where they could not be beaten to death, but could be tortured at will.

Furthermore, she wanted the inner court to perform castration on every one of them, completely severing their roots as men.

Finally, after they were tortured until half-dead, they were to be thrown into a prison housing the most heinous criminals.

They were to live through inhuman torture every single day. Moreover, they were to personally experience the suffering those women had once endured.

They were not allowed to commit suicide, and their illnesses were to be treated promptly. Their remaining days were to be filled only with misery and darkness, never again to regain freedom or light.

"Benefactor, this temple is truly not a good place to stay. If you do not mind, you could come to my Xiankong Mountain, Wudidong, to rest for a few days; it is far more comfortable than staying in this monk's temple."

Tang An thought this was perfect; it could count as another tribulation.

"Let's go then, but you must capture me so that I can count it as another tribulation."

The Golden-Nosed White-Haired Rat covered her lips and chuckled, "Whatever the Benefactor says, goes. When shall we go?"

"Let's go now, let's go." Tang An stood up and signaled that the Golden-Nosed White-Haired Rat could whisk her away.

Of course, as Tang An was being whisked away, Yang Jian, Nezha, Jiuyue, and Xiaotian Quan all followed along.

Xiankong Mountain, Wudidong.

After arriving at the backyard of the cave, Tang An discovered a landscape there that was like a paradise on earth.

Many fruit trees were planted there, tended to by specialized minor demons.

The cave was also exceptionally clean and tidy, with ventilation, and it was very bright inside.

"If I had known there was such a place, who would have gone to stay in that dilapidated temple?"

Tang An felt as if she had found a free homestay with a unique interior design; it was incredibly comfortable to stay here.

"Benefactor." The Golden-Nosed White-Haired Rat brought hot tea, "Drink something hot quickly to warm your body."

Tang An was not in much pain anymore, but she was still curious to taste this specialty hot tea.

The tea was full of floral and fruity aromas, and it was clear and sweet on the palate; it was truly a fine drink.

"By the way." Tang An seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and a mischievous smile curled the corners of her lips.

"Yang Jian, come here."

Yang Jian leaned in slightly to listen to Tang An speak.

After Tang An finished speaking, Yang Jian's eyes also lit up.

"Very well, then Yang Jian will be back in a flash." As he said this, Yang Jian gave Nezha a look and then teleported out of Xiankong Mountain.

The Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor had just finished handling state affairs and intended to take a short nap.

He now dared not drink wine or watch singing and dancing, fearing that before he could relax for a moment, his good nephew would come looking for him again.

Yet, just as the Jade Emperor propped up his head and closed his eyes, he seemed to sense something and let out a deep sigh.

"Here he comes again!"

"Why is he here again..."

From these two short sentences, one could already hear that the Jade Emperor was mentally broken, speechless, and even felt a bit wretched.

Yes, after hearing Tang An's idea, Yang Jian had flown back to the Heavenly Court.

Why come to the Heavenly Court? Naturally, to demand compensation from the Jade Emperor.

"Compensation?" The Jade Emperor found Yang Jian's intent quite absurd. "That Golden-Nosed White-Haired Rat spirit kidnapped the Destined One; what does that have to do with my Heavenly Court? Why should there be compensation?"

Yang Jian stood his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear upright on the ground; clearly, this was the posture of someone looking for trouble if he did not get the compensation.

"The Golden-Nosed White-Haired Rat's cave dwelling contains a spirit tablet for her foster father, the former Supreme Commander of the Heavenly Court, Li Jing."

"Heh." The Jade Emperor was so angry he laughed; the excuses they found were truly...

"You yourself said that was the *former* Supreme Commander of the Heavenly Court. He has already been demoted, and he is even dead to the point where only his Primordial Spirit remains; how can this be linked to the Heavenly Court?"

"Besides, shouldn't this matter be handled by Nezha? After all, if she calls Li Jing 'foster father', then calling Nezha would make him her 'foster brother'."

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth turned down; he was clearly suppressing a laugh. After all, even he felt this excuse was a bit far-fetched as he said it.

"Nezha no longer has any father-son relationship with Li Jing, so the term 'foster brother' does not apply."

"Hehehe..." The Jade Emperor was truly angry to the point of laughter. "So, even things that have nothing to do with Nezha must be forcibly pinned on me?"

"You really are my good nephew."

When "good nephew" was mentioned, Yang Jian became spirited.

"Master said, if the Heavenly Court does not agree to compensation, then please have the Jade Emperor come down with me, and she will talk to you herself."

"You!"

"I..."

The Jade Emperor let out a deep sigh, "Compensate, compensate, compensate, compensate, compensate—will that do?"

Yang Jian seemed to have long expected the Jade Emperor to relent, and he handed over the list of compensation Tang An had written.

"You lot are truly treating me like an enemy."

Yang Jian, however, was indifferent. "The fact that the Heavenly Court's treasury can still escape disaster today shows that Master does not yet view you as an enemy."

The Jade Emperor's mouth twitched, "Should I thank you?"

"The Jade Emperor need not be polite; you have to pay sooner or later anyway. Before I came, Master specifically instructed me to tell you to guard the treasury well and make sure no one else steals from it."

"Yang Jian!" The Jade Emperor stood up in anger. "You are the Judicial God of the Three Realms! My own nephew, why do your elbows always point outward?"

"And what is this about 'don't let others snatch it away'? Aside from you lot, who else in the Three Realms would dare to covet My treasury?"

Yang Jian looked straight at the Jade Emperor, his smile completely gone, his eyes carrying a faintly visible fire of rage. "Is it the own uncle who ordered the killing of my mother?"

"Or the own uncle who, for the sake of the New Heavenly Law, pushed his own niece and grand-nephew into a pit of fire?"

The Jade Emperor opened his mouth, clearly unable to argue with Yang Jian about this matter.

"Enough, enough, just take it quickly and be gone."

The Jade Emperor personally cast a spell to retrieve those treasures from the Heavenly Court treasury and sent them to Yang Jian's side.

Only after Yang Jian obtained the items did he leave with the treasures.

Seeing that the person had finally left, the Jade Emperor plopped back down onto the Soft Couch.

"You tell me, they are the ones going to fetch the scriptures, yet I am the one on pins and needles all day long."

"Coming here eight times a day, can they really not let Me live a peaceful life?"

"I just want to have a good rest for a while; is My request very excessive? Huh?"

Not a single immortal attendant dared to answer, and they did not even dare to look the Jade Emperor in the eye.

Because they actually saw, on the body of the Jade Emperor, a resentment shared by fellow wage slaves.