CHAPTER 519: CHAPTER 462, SUN WUKONG ENTERS THE DRAGON PALACE

Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad stroked his beard with a smile and swore in the name of Tongtian that it must be true. In the Primordial World, there wasn’t a disciple daring enough to jest with their own Master. He said cheerfully, "As long as you have a plan, that’s good. How do you want me to help you?"

Bai Jin dropped his hand and chuckled, "Master, the Heaven and Earth Human Bank has now spread across the Three Realms, and many Immortal Gods have come to mint coins.

However, they all use the coins as a cultivation resource. The concept of currency transactions has not yet spread among the Immortal Gods, so I plan to reform the Heavenly Court Finance Department to promote money circulation and thereby guide consumption."

Lord Lao Zi glanced at Bai Jin and laughed, "Do you really think you can hide your little scheming from me? Guiding consumption? You just want to make money, right?"

Bai Jin wasn’t the least bit embarrassed and chuckled, "After all, beating a disciple on a rainy day is just idle time; might as well make some pocket money."

Lord Lao Zi laughed and said, "I’ve recently taken in a few disciples, and my Doushuai Temple also lacks funds."

Bai Jin painfully put up two fingers and said, "Master, I’ll give you a 20% share."

"Just 20% for an incarnation of a Saint opening his mouth?"

"How about 22.5%?"

"30%!"

Bai Jin cried out, "Master, that’s too much!"

"40%~"

An increase? Bai Jin quickly exclaimed, "It’s a deal!"

Lord Lao Zi also let out a slight smile, "Tell me! How can I help you?"

Bai Jin looked at Lord Lao Zi with distress and said, "Master, you are really harsh!"

Lord Lao Zi chuckled and said, "It’s all for making a living."

Bai Jin said, "Master, through my research, I found that in the vast Primordial World, it is difficult for creatures to communicate with each other. Moreover, Immortal Gods are not willing to easily show their Magic Treasures to others. Those wanting to buy don’t know where to buy, and those wanting to sell don’t know where to sell, so I plan to create a Magic Treasure called Wireless Mall..."

Lord Lao Zi pondered for a moment, his eyes slightly brightened, "This Magic Treasure won’t be of much use to great powers, but for ordinary Immortal Gods and even mortals, it will bring them a whole new era."

Bai Jin grinned and said, "I just want to make money, I didn’t think that much."

Looking forward, he said, "Master, can it be refined?"

Lord Lao Zi smiled and said, "Not difficult! Start the fire~"

Bai Jin shouted joyfully, "Alright!" and immediately got up and ran to the Alchemy Room.

Boom~ The Samadhi True Fire rose in the Alchemy Room.

...

Inside the Alchemy Room, Lord Lao Zi’s figure silently appeared on the Taiji seat, his hand waved and a dense amount of Immortal Materials and Divine Treasures materialized, hanging like stars at the top of the hall, each Immortal Material and Divine Treasure swirling with a sacred glow.

Lord Lao Zi said, "Start the furnace!"

Next to the Furnace of Eight Trigrams, Bai Jin raised his hand and struck the furnace, buzzing~ the Furnace of Eight Trigrams resonated, the lid levitated and rose into the air, and a crimson firelight spouted from it.

Lord Lao Zi pressed down with his hand, and countless Divine Treasures fell from the top of the hall into the Furnace of Eight Trigrams, the lid slamming shut with a bang.

Lord Lao Zi sat cross-legged with closed eyes, while Bai Jin sat below honestly fanning the flames with the Palm Leaf Fan. Inside the grand hall, time seemed to stand still, oblivious to the passage of time.

...

In the Earth Immortal Realm, Sun Wukong had returned from his sea voyage and his apprenticeship. As a returnee with overseas experience, he defeated the Demon Lord of Mayhem, seized the Magic Treasure of the Kingdom of Aolai, and dominated the seas across ten thousand miles. For a time, he strutted with spirited pride and none dared to disobey him.

One day, Sun Wukong sat upon his throne, watching his followers practice with their weapons, feeling somewhat bored and listless.

An old monkey approached, puzzled, and asked, "Our Huaguo Mountain is thriving, so why is the King looking so troubled here?"

Sun Wukong helplessly replied, "You all are well-versed with bows and spears; your mastery of weapons is superb. Yet, this blade is truly blunt and fails to meet my desires. Without a Ruyi Divine Weapon in hand, what am I to do?"

The old monkey stepped forward and suggested, "My King is an immortal sage; mortals’ arms are of no use to you. But does the King know if he can travel under the water?"

Sun Wukong boastfully said, "Ever since I’ve learned the way of the Tao, I’ve mastered the Seventy-two Earthly Fiend Changes. My Somersault Cloud has enormous Divine Skills; I can vanish and escape detection, command and capture with spells; there are paths for me up to heaven, and doors to the underground; I can walk in daylight without a shadow, enter gold stone without impediment; water cannot drown me, fire cannot burn me.

Where can’t I go?"

Sparkling with excitement, the old monkey said, "If the King possesses such Divine Skills, then beneath our iron bridge, the waters lead to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

Should the King be willing to venture there, and seek an audience with the Old Dragon King, perhaps he might grant you a weapon of your heart’s desire?"

Sun Wukong looked at the old monkey curiously and asked, "How do you know that this pool leads to the East Sea Dragon Palace?"

The old monkey replied with a dry laugh, "I heard it from the Demon Lord of Mayhem."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong excitedly exclaimed, "I’ll be back shortly." And with that, he leapt into the air and with a splash, dove into the water, parting the waves as he made his way to the East Sea Dragon Palace.

...

Inside the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, within the back garden, East Sea Dragon King Ao Guang held a bunch of daffodils, presenting them to the Dragon Mother, saying affectionately, "Beautiful maiden, your smile surpasses the flowers in beauty, your every move captivates my heart. Please accept my sentiments and may we be companions for life."

The Dragon Mother took the daffodils, calmly responding, "Out of money again?"

Ao Guang, looking embarrassed, explained, "In order to fulfill a task entrusted by Emperor Gouchen, I’ve been frequently hosting banquets for my brothers from the Four Seas, inevitably spending quite a bit more."

"Sire!" A jiaolong (flood dragon) general clad in armor rushed in, saluting and reporting, "Your Majesty, a monkey has barged into the Dragon Palace."

A monkey? The Old Dragon King’s expression shifted.

The Dragon Mother also frowned and asked, "Could it be him?"

"It must be! Madam, I’ll go take a look," the Old Dragon King stood up and walked toward the outside.

Reaching the Grand Hall of the Crystal Palace, the Old Dragon King saw a monkey donning a gray robe, sauntering in with high spirits, hopping and jumping forward.

With a practiced, amiable smile, the Old Dragon King inquired, "From whence does the Great Immortal come?"

The monkey, standing on tiptoes and snickering, declared, "I am Sun Wukong, the naturally born Saint of Huaguo Mountain, and I live just next to Your Majesty, the Old Dragon King."

Ao Guang laughed heartily, "It’s the Sun Daxian!" He gestured with his hand, inviting, "Great Immortal, please come in."

Sun Wukong hopped and skipped inside, covered the distance in a few bounds and landed on the Dragon Chair, grabbed a wine jug and started eating the Immortal Fruit.

The Old Dragon King kept his smiling facade, as if not noticing anything amiss, and raised a thumb in praise, "I’ve long heard of the unrivaled prowess of the Monkey King from Huaguo Mountain, a mighty hero of the primordial times indeed. Seeing you today, you truly stand out from the ordinary."

Sun Wukong paused, looked up at the Old Dragon King, and split into a grin, "Mighty hero, now that’s a title I like."

Planting himself on the Dragon Chair, he bit into a Spirit Fruit, carelessly tossed it aside, and then, puffing out his chest, proudly proclaimed, "Correct, I’m that mighty hero from Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong."