Chapter 835: Great Sage Equal to Heaven!

In the world that Fang Qi had inhabited before his transmigration, there existed an ancient myth passed down through the centuries, its popularity far eclipsing that of any other legends or fables, known by heart by the silver-haired elders and the innocent children alike.

That very tale was—Havoc in Heaven.

Truth be told, grander and more surreal myths were not entirely absent, yet none achieved the universal renown of this singular chronicle.

Perhaps because... it was never merely a fable, but rather the vessel for the enduring spirit of an era's people, who dared to rebel against the crushing weight of absolute power.

And the Great Sage Equal to Heaven was no mere moniker, but the very incarnation of those beautiful, defiant yearnings.

If the land called Huaxia, whence Fang Qi originated, possessed its own "superheroes," then this... must surely be counted among the most ancient of them all.

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To the High Heaven, the act of a cultivated immortal possessing grand divine arts journeying to the Dragon Palace to demand a few weapons was hardly a transgression of great magnitude.

Furthermore, since he had already attained immortality, dispatching the soul-hooking envoys to reap his spirit defied all cosmic law; naturally, no one would ever voice such truths aloud.

These matters were simply understood in silence.

Thus, Heaven's initial posture was to dispatch the Great White Planet to the mortal realm, aiming to offer amnesty and pacification.

Yet the courts of Heaven were never so simple.

And the other party was but a stone monkey of the wild mountains, a nameless demon of no repute—how could he... stand shoulder to shoulder with these immortal beings?

It could be said that a portion of the deities despised this monkey from the very depths of their souls.

Above the Celestial Court.

"Look at that heavenly palace..." A throng of spectators, watching the drama unfold, found themselves utterly spellbound. They beheld the palaces rising in varied statures, all shimmering with brilliant, radiant aura.

"Look at the jade qilin upon that pillar!" It was so vivid and lifelike, as if it might leap down from the jade pillar at any given breath.

To say nothing of the Hall of Divine Light, adorned with golden nails, jade-encrusted doors, and soaring colorful phoenixes.

As the Great White Planet guided Sun Wukong, the onlookers were treated to a magnificent feast for the eyes along with them.

"Holding office in such a place must be incredibly wondrous, right?" Xera cried out in astonishment.

Let alone the Elven Royal Court, even the Dragon King's palace, which they had previously deemed exquisitely beautiful, fell short by ten thousand miles.

Yet very quickly, even they began to sense that matters were far from simple.

Beside them, the Star Lord of Martial Culture stepped forward to memorialize: "Within the celestial halls, every palace, ministry, and quarter lacks no official, save for the Imperial Stables, which lacks a chief supervisor."

"The Imperial Stables!?" Nalan Hongwu and several warriors of the Royal Guild exchanged glances. As scions of royalty, they naturally understood such terminology and knew precisely the true status of such an office.

"To grant him only the office of a horse groom?! To tend horses for the royal house of this Celestial Court?" The Eldest Princess remarked, her gaze fixed upon the Star Lord of Martial Culture.

"This... Is this not looking down upon him!?" Nalan Hongwu likewise furrowed his brow.

On this day, the Star Lord of Martial Culture arrived once more, shouting, "Bimawen, go quickly and lead forth an imperial steed for me."

"Me, lead a horse?" Sun Wukong stood momentarily dazed.

"If you do not lead the horse, who will!?" The Star Lord of Martial Culture questioned with cold authority, as if it were the most natural law in the universe.

Previously, the crowd had watched Wukong acquire arts from the immortal patriarch, borrow treasures from the Dragon Palace, and alter the Book of Life and Death in the Underworld, finding it immensely satisfying.

Such talent and capability were unheard of, unseen in all their days!

Even among deities, he would easily rank within the highest tiers.

Who could have foreseen such an indignity!

"Ah! This Celestial Court is truly infuriating!"

"Is this not just a common stable boy!?" In the Jiulan City shop, the elves grew equally incensed as they watched.

To say nothing of the cultivators and warriors who had witnessed Sun Wukong's arduous quest for the Dao, crossing two vast oceans from the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits, enduring over a decade of countless perils just to reach the Mountain of Square Inches.

To attain the Dao in a single day, leaping beyond the three realms and existing outside the five elements, with a cultivation so profound—only for this to be the recompense!?

"After all that grandeur, he turns out to be nothing but a horse groom! Did you hear what they said... this office does not even rank on the official charts," Zong Wu said in anger.

"In my view, it is entirely deliberate. A Handsome Monkey King of such immense power would be entrusted with heavy responsibilities anywhere else, yet they relegate him to tending horses!" The others joined in the righteous indignation.

Little did they expect the Star Lord of Martial Culture to continue scoffing loudly, "To be a horse groom is already lifting you high! Were it according to the Jade Emperor's decree, heavenly troops would have long been dispatched to the lower realm!"

Should the Jade Emperor send heavenly troops below, the outcome required no explanation; beneath the heavens, no demon had ever withstood the celestial hosts.

At that moment, Sun Wukong suddenly overturned the official desk before him with a resounding crash, drew forth the Golden Cudgel, and fought his way straight out!

Rebelling against the Heavenly Palace!

"Excellent!" In such a moment, facing the overwhelming might of Heaven, many would choose to endure for a transient peace, stepping back to ensure clear skies.

Yet they saw that the Sun Wukong before them chose the very path they themselves never dared to take!

In the new shop of the Eastern Continent, the cultivators and warriors of the Haotian Sect and the Carefree Heaven Cave, who had previously harbored hesitations, kept their eyes glued to Sun Wukong, watching him fight all the way from the Imperial Stables out through the Southern Heavenly Gate, their hearts surging with irrepressible excitement.

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What goodness lay in being an official of the Celestial Court? To crown oneself the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and rule over one's own mountain as king was infinitely more satisfying!

First came the broadaxe of the Giant Spirit Deity, followed by the Universe Ring and Wind-Fire Wheels of the Third Prince Nezha, and then the manifestation of three heads and six arms, each displaying their divine arts!

Magical treasures of every kind emerged in dizzying succession; this clash of deities left the audience utterly spellbound and breathless.

"Oh my... look at that spearplay!" Jiang Xiaoyue cheered, mimicking the movements at the side.

"What manner of spell is this...!?" Sun Wukong plucked a handful of his own fur, blew upon it, and it instantly transformed into countless duplicates descending upon the field.

"This is the manifestation of the cultivation techniques taught by Patriarch Subhuti..." Gu Tingyun reminded the surrounding crowd. "This battle between the Great Sage and the deities is filled with profound applications at every turn. Watch with absolute concentration. You need not comprehend the entirety of the Dao taught by the immortal Patriarch; if you can grasp but a single shred to validate against your own learning, the benefits will be extraordinary!"

"One wonders what the origin of this technique truly is..." Zong Wu remarked. "It is fearsome indeed, transforming at the mere whim of his mind to employ so many profound sorceries..."

"If someone were to truly master it entirely, I wonder what realm they might achieve..."

"That is no easy feat," Gu Tingyun smiled beside him. "The Divine Move of Raizen stands plainly before us, yet how many have managed to comprehend even a glimmer of its essence? That move was merely a casual strike from Raizen, whereas this technique is the core, essential law of Patriarch Subhuti's sect, making it far more esoteric. Those capable of grasping even a fraction are likely one in a hundred million. It is wiser to ponder the Dao spoken by the Patriarch that day, and the divine arts displayed by the various deities, to see if any harvest can be reaped."

"Senior Gu speaks with great wisdom!" The crowd nodded in unison.