Chapter 299 Justice God

"And then? And then?"

"Then the Jade Emperor relinquished power, and the Queen Mother took charge of the Heavenly Court. As for him, he probably felt embarrassed to be holding the empty title of Jade Emperor, so he went into seclusion."

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

After listening to Nezha's account, Ao Bing shook his head and sighed repeatedly, with a hint of regret: "Tsk, it's such a pity I didn't get to see it in person."

Yang Chan then looked at Yang Jian: "Second Brother, will the Heavenly Court still hold King Wu accountable?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "The Queen Mother said that there are rules in the human world, and the Heavenly Court exists to maintain the peace of the Three Realms and does not participate in the specific affairs of the human world."

"That's good."

Yang Chan breathed a sigh of relief. "If the Heavenly Court doesn't cause trouble, the human world can develop even better. Even without magic, the human race can be self-reliant."

Yang Jian nodded, looking somewhat helplessly at his older brother who was lying on a recliner, leisurely basking in the sun, stroking Wukong's fur.

"Brother, Buddha..."

"Huh?" Yang Jiao tilted his head. "Colleague, comrade."

Nezha sat down next to him, looking at him suspiciously: "Didn't you call Tathagata?"

Yang Jiao looked completely innocent: "I was just sharing some gossip with him. He likes to watch the drama unfold, so you can't blame me, right?"

Nezha snorted and crossed his arms: "Do you think I believe that? Wasn't it your idea to put the Queen Mother on the throne?"

"What do you mean by 'taking over'? Nezha, wasn't the Queen Mother one of the rulers of Heaven? If the Jade Emperor has problems, it's perfectly reasonable for her to take over, isn't it?"

Yang Jiao tried earnestly to persuade Nezha, but Nezha smiled enigmatically and said, "The Jade Emperor doesn't think this is reasonable."

“The minority must obey the majority,” Yang Jiao said with a smile. “It’s the general trend, and the Jade Emperor’s unwillingness won’t affect it.”

Yang Jian seemed to be deep in thought, and Nezha praised him with admiration: "You really are full of mischief!"

Before Yang Jiao could say anything, Wukong became displeased and reached out to push Nezha: "Get away from me! Don't you dare curse my...master!"

"Hey, you little monkey!" Nezha stood up, looked at the angry Wukong, and mocked, "You're still speaking up for Yang Jiao? He doesn't even want to be your father!"

This touched a nerve with Wukong, making him so angry that he bared his teeth and, without any restraint, immediately shouted, "He's my dad! He's definitely my dad!"

This made Nezha laugh heartily. To be precise, Nezha was deliberately teasing Wukong. Seeing his reaction, Yang Jiao couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm telling you, if you don't like it, just acknowledge him as your son. Look at Wukong, how filial he is."

Yang Jiao patted Wukong's head and laughed: "Alright, Wukong, you can't be stingy as his uncle. Wukong, go ask your Uncle Nezha for a gift. I think the Universe Ring, the Hun Tian Ling, and the Wind Fire Wheels are all pretty good."

Wukong instantly beamed with joy, finding Nezha even a little more agreeable. He obediently jumped down from Yang Jiao's arms, transformed into a little boy, and stretched out his hand to Nezha: "Uncle Nezha, give it to me quickly!"

Nezha retreated repeatedly, shouting, "I want it alive!"

"Everyone calls you uncle, don't be stingy."

Ao Bing joined in the commotion, pulling a large luminous pearl from his sleeve and handing it to Wukong: "Here you go, Wukong, Uncle Ao Bing isn't as stingy as your Uncle Nezha. You can take this luminous pearl and play with it—"

"Thank you, Uncle Ao Bing," Wukong smiled sweetly, but he didn't accept the luminous pearl. Instead, he looked at Ao Bing expectantly, "Uncle Ao Bing, I don't want the luminous pearl. I heard from my master that there is a Sea-Stabilizing Needle in the East Sea. Can I have that?"

Ao Bing's lips twitched. This little monkey really dared to ask for it. He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, that won't do."

Nezha scoffed, "Didn't you say I was stingy? Then be a little more generous!"

"What do you know? If I could send out the Sea-Stabilizing Needle, would the Dragon King still be my father?"

Yang Chan pulled Wukong aside and gave Yang Jiao and the others a reproachful look, saying they didn't know how to teach children and that she should do it!

Yang Chan looked at Wukong gently and said, "Wukong, the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) is a very precious thing. You can't just ask others for it."

Wukong scratched his head: "But Master said that the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) was a treasure used by Yu the Great to measure the depth of the sea when he was controlling the floods. But the Dragon King doesn't know how to use it and has no need for it. Giving it to me is a way to make good use of it, right?"

Yang Chan was speechless. She knew very well that the master Wukong acknowledged was not her elder brother, but Yu Ding Zhenren. So what exactly was Yu Ding Zhenren teaching him?

She couldn't help but glare at Yang Jian: "Second Brother! Look at what our Uncle-Master teaches Wukong! Aren't you going to do anything about it!"

"Huh?" Yang Jian was shocked and speechless. No, how could this be blamed on him?

Yang Jiao chimed in, "That's right, Erlang, you're both Wukong's uncle and his senior brother, you should teach him more."

"..." Yang Jian remained silent, feeling wronged. Fine, fine, if he had known Wukong was coming, he wouldn't have come! Did he still have any standing in this family?

Yang Jian beckoned to Wukong with a forced smile: "Wukong, come here, let your senior brother teach you!"

"No, it's not necessary..."

Sensing danger, Wukong wanted to run away. "I suddenly remembered that I haven't written the big characters that Grandpa assigned me yet. I should..."

"No rush," Yang Jian grabbed his collar, "I'll teach you all at once!"

"No, no, no, Father, save me—"

...

With the adults' approval of watching the show, the dejected little monkey accepted the enthusiastic, professional, and lengthy instruction from his dear second uncle, his senior brother.

"With such limited abilities, don't even think about becoming a pillar of strength..."

"If you want the 'Sea-Stabilizing Needle,' then practice diligently..."

"If you can't even hold a wooden stick steadily, how can you hold the Poseidon's Needle steadily...?"

It was just a casual remark, but after hearing it so many times, Wukong, who was now grimacing in disbelief, was determined to get his hands on the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff). One day, he, the number one monkey in the Three Realms, son of Yang Jiao, Wukong, would definitely take the Ruyi Jingu Bang!

"Smack!"

"Don't get distracted, keep going!"

"oh."

Wukong, who was slapped back to reality by Yang Jian, started swinging his wooden stick again.

At this moment, the sky was filled with rosy clouds, and the fairy Chang'e arrived carrying a bright yellow imperial edict.

"Fairy, what's going on?"

Yang Jian frowned as he looked at her, somewhat puzzled.

Chang'e smiled gently and took out the imperial decree: "By imperial decree, Xiansheng Erlang Zhenjun is hereby conferred the title of God of Justice."

"Justice God?"

"Yes," Chang'e nodded, her face sincere, "The Empress said that in order to better maintain the peace of the Three Realms and uphold the justice of the Heavenly Laws, she specially invited the True Lord to serve as the God of Justice to cleanse the Three Realms of unjust practices."

Is that so?

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian fell into deep thought.

Chang'e pushed the imperial edict forward and asked again, "Would the True Lord be willing to accept this edict?"