Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 405 Peace!

Sun Wukong stood in front of the Palace of Equal Heaven, his eyes sweeping over every inch of heaven, the uneasiness in his heart still lingered.

Seeing his solemn expression, Nezha could not help but walk up to him, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Monkey, your brows are twisted into knots. What are you worried about? We just won a great victory. The three realms are at peace. It's time to celebrate."

Sun Wukong forced a smile, his eyes still deep:
"Nezha, you are right. Maybe I am just overthinking it."

Yang Jian stood aside, his eyes were steady and his tone was calm:
"Great Sage, since everything is normal, we don't need to worry too much. Why not take this opportunity to govern the Three Realms well and let all living things live a good life."

Sun Wukong nodded. Although the doubts in his heart had not completely dissipated, he knew that it would be useless to continue to dwell on it.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his uneasiness, turned to Nezha and Yang Jian and said:
"You are right. For the Three Realms to be at peace, we should really govern them properly."

The three of them smiled at each other, then dispersed and began the work of governing the three realms.

Sun Wukong first went to the human world to inspect the people's livelihood conditions in various places.

He transformed himself into an ordinary citizen, traveling between markets and fields, listening to the voices of ordinary people.

He saw farmers working hard in the fields, vendors hawking their wares in the market, and people's faces filled with smiles, and he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

"It seems that the Three Realms have indeed walked out of the haze of the past."

Sun Wukong muttered to himself, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Then he came to a village and saw a group of children chasing and playing at the entrance of the village, their laughter echoing in the air.

An old man, leaning on a cane, sat under a big tree at the entrance of the village, looking at them with a smile.

Sun Wukong walked forward, sat next to the old man, and asked softly:

"Old man, how are you these days?"

The old man turned around and saw Sun Wukong, with a kind smile on his face:

"Good, very good! Since the new policy of the Heavenly Court was promulgated, our lives have become better and better. Taxes have been reduced, the grain harvest is abundant, and even the demons dare not harass us anymore."

Sun Wukong nodded, feeling a little relieved. He stood up and said to the old man:
"Old man, take a rest. I'll go take a look at other places."

The old man nodded with a smile:
"Okay, okay, young man, take care of yourself too."

Sun Wukong bid farewell to the old man and continued to patrol every corner of the human world.

He found that people's lives had improved significantly both in towns and in the countryside.

The market is prosperous, the streets are clean, and even the barren mountains and wilderness that were once occupied by demons have regained their vitality.

"It seems that our efforts have not been in vain."

Sun Wukong secretly sighed in his heart.

At the same time, Nezha was also busy in heaven.

He summoned the heavenly soldiers and generals and reorganized the heavenly defense system.

He stood on the clouds, overlooking the heavenly soldiers and generals below, and spoke in a loud voice:

"Everyone, the Three Realms are peaceful now, but we must not let our guard down. From today on, we must step up patrols to ensure the safety of the Heavenly Court, and we must not allow anyone with ill intentions to take advantage of the situation!"

The heavenly soldiers and generals responded in unison:

"Yes, Great Sage!"

Nezha nodded with satisfaction, then turned to the generals around him and said:

"Each of you should lead your own people to patrol every corner of the heaven. If you find anything unusual, report it immediately!"

The generals took the order and left, while Nezha stood on the clouds, his eyes sweeping across every inch of land in the heaven, feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

On the other side, Yang Jian was busy in the underworld.

Holding a three-pointed double-edged sword, he stood in front of Yama Palace and said to the ghost messengers:
"Now that the three realms are at peace, the affairs of the underworld must be reorganized. You must ensure that every dead soul receives a fair trial and never let any innocent soul die in vain!"

The ghosts responded in unison:
"Yes, Lord Yang Jian!"

Yang Jian nodded, then turned and walked into the Yama Hall and began to check the Book of Life and Death.

He felt a heavy heart when he saw the fate of every dead soul recorded in the Book of Life and Death.

He knew that the fairness of the underworld was directly related to the balance of the three realms.

"We must ensure that every soul who has died gets fair treatment."

Yang Jian muttered to himself, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembling slightly, as if responding to his determination.

As time went by, the Three Realms gradually prospered under the governance of Sun Wukong, Nezha and Yang Jian.

The people on earth live and work in peace and contentment, the heaven is heavily guarded, and the underworld is fair and impartial.

The problems that once troubled the three realms, such as demons causing chaos, natural disasters and man-made disasters, have all been solved one by one.

this day.

Sun Wukong once again summoned all the immortals to gather in the Qitian Palace.

He stood in the center of the hall, looking at everyone with a solemn expression:

"Everyone, the peace of the Three Realms cannot be achieved without your joint efforts. Today, I will reward those who have made contributions!"

Upon hearing this, all the immortals showed joy on their faces and looked at each other with anticipation in their eyes.

Nezha stood aside, his hands folded across his chest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"Monkey, what good stuff have you prepared this time?"

Sun Wukong smiled and shook his head:

"Nezha, you are so impatient, you will know soon."

He read out the names of those who had made contributions one by one and toasted them personally.

All the immortals stood up, took the wine glasses, and their faces were full of smiles.

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense. All the immortals raised their glasses to drink together, and there was constant laughter and joy as they toasted each other.

At this time, a fairy in white came forward and said to Sun Wukong:

"Great Sage, the Three Realms are now at peace. I wonder what your plans are next?"

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, his eyes gentle:

"The Three Realms are at peace, but we cannot relax. Next, we must continue to work hard to make the Three Realms more prosperous."

The fairy nodded, with admiration on her face:
"Great Sage, what you said makes sense. We will do our best to assist you in governing the Three Realms!"

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction, then raised his glass and said loudly:
"Everyone, let us drink from this cup together and toast to the future of the three realms!"

All the immortals responded in unison:

"Cheers to the future of the three realms!"

Inside the hall, the sounds of clinking wine glasses and laughter were intertwined, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Sun Wukong stood in the center of the hall, looking at everyone, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He knew that peace in the Three Realms was hard-won and that there was still a long way to go in the future, but he believed that as long as everyone worked together, the Three Realms would become more prosperous.

He turned and walked out of the hall, looked up at the starry sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Sun Wukong stood outside the Qitian Palace, his robe slightly lifted by the night breeze.

The moonlight shone on his face, reflecting a hint of fatigue, but his eyes remained firm.

He looked up at the starry sky. The stars were twinkling, as if telling him the future of the three realms.

"Great Sage, it's late at night. You should go back to the palace and rest."

A heavenly soldier walked up behind him and said respectfully. Sun Wukong turned around, smiled slightly, and waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll stay a little longer."

Upon seeing this, the heavenly soldiers said no more, silently stepped aside and guarded behind him.

Sun Wukong's gaze turned towards the starry sky again. Although the uneasiness in his heart still existed, he knew that the peace of the three realms needed their joint maintenance.

He took a deep breath and turned back into the hall.

Inside the Qitian Palace, all the immortals were still immersed in the atmosphere of celebration.

Nezha was holding a wine glass and chatting with Bull Demon King and others, his face filled with the joy of victory.

Yang Jian sat aside with a calm expression, sipping wine quietly, his eyes occasionally sweeping over the people in the hall.

"Monkey, why did you just come back? Come, have another drink!"

When Nezha saw Sun Wukong come in, he immediately raised his glass and greeted him loudly.

Sun Wukong took the wine glass with a smile, took a sip, then walked over to sit next to Yang Jian.

He lowered his voice and asked:

"Yang Jian, what do you think we should do next?"

Yang Jian put down his wine glass, his eyes deep:
"Great Sage, the peace in the Three Realms is hard-won, but we cannot let our guard down. Next, we should continue to implement the new policy to make the Three Realms more prosperous."

Sun Wukong nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes:
"You're right, we really can't stop."

Nezha heard the conversation between the two and came over, patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Monkey, you are too serious. But you are right, we can't just sit there and do nothing. Next, we have to do something big!"

Sun Wukong smiled, glanced at Nezha and Yang Jian, and said in a firm tone:
"Okay, let's work together!"

Then, Sun Wukong stood up and stood in the center of the hall. He looked at the immortals with a sharp gaze and spoke in a steady and powerful tone:
"Everyone, peace in the Three Realms is hard-won, but the governance of the Three Realms is far from over. Next, we must work harder to solve the remaining problems, transform the Three Realms, benefit all living beings, and build our ideal heaven."

Upon hearing this, Nezha immediately stood up and stabbed the fire spear in his hand into the ground, his face full of excitement:

"Monkey, you're right! We can't just relax after winning the battle. The ideals of heaven can't be achieved by lying down. I've been worried about where to put my energy these days!"

Yang Jian still sat aside with a calm expression, but a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

He nodded slightly and said lightly:

"The Great Sage is absolutely right. The governance of the Heavenly Court requires not only military force, but also the improvement of systems and rules. I will continue to step up the work of the Supervisory Department to ensure that there are no omissions."

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and said to everyone:

"In that case, everyone go back and prepare. Starting tomorrow, we will act separately to completely resolve the remaining issues in the three realms."

Everyone responded in unison, and their voices echoed throughout the Qitian Palace.

The next morning, a faint golden light appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Palace. All the immortals had already gathered in front of the Qitian Palace, waiting for Sun Wukong's instructions.

Sun Wukong stood on the high platform in front of the palace, his eyes like torches, scanning the people below, his tone serious and firm:
"Everyone, starting today, we will split up and thoroughly check every corner of the Three Realms to ensure that there are no hidden dangers left."

After receiving the order, everyone dispersed and quickly took action.

Sun Wukong watched everyone leave, but the uneasiness in his heart still lingered.

He turned around and went back to the Qitian Hall, sat on the throne, closed his eyes and thought.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, with a gleam of determination in his eyes:
"Someone is coming."

A celestial soldier immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully:
"Great Sage, what do you want me to do?"

Sun Wukong stood up slowly and said in a low voice:
"Take a few people with you and secretly go to the mortal world to carefully investigate whether there is anything unusual. Remember, don't alert the enemy."

The heavenly soldiers took the order and left. Sun Wukong stood in the hall, holding the golden cudgel in his hand and frowning.

A few days later, news came from all parties, and there was nothing unusual.

Sun Wukong stood on the high platform of the Qitian Hall with his brows slightly relaxed.

After several days of investigation and inspection, the news coming from all over the Three Realms showed that everything was peaceful, and those once disturbing signs seemed to be just his illusion.

He took a deep breath, and the vague uneasiness in his heart was gradually diluted by the peaceful scene before him.

"It seems that everything is really different now."

Sun Wukong stood on the high platform of the Hall of Equaling Heaven, his eyes sweeping over every inch of heaven.

In the distance, there are clouds and mists, cranes are dancing, and pavilions are shining in the morning light.

He slowly walked down the platform and entered the hall. Nezha was sitting at a desk flipping through documents, writing something quickly on the paper with a pen in his hand.

"Monkey, you're here."

Nezha looked up at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

"I have sorted out the inspection reports from the past few days, and it seems that there are indeed no problems."

Sun Wukong walked to the table, reached out to pick up a document and read it carefully.

The document records in detail the inspections of the heavenly soldiers in various areas, and all the reports show the peace and order of the three realms.

His fingertips gently stroked across the paper, his brows relaxed slightly, but there was still an imperceptible depth in his eyes.

"Nezha, do you really think everything is going so smoothly?"

Sun Wukong put down the scroll and looked directly at Nezha.

Nezha stopped writing and looked up at Sun Wukong, the smile on his face gradually faded:

"Monkey, what are you still doubting? We have checked so many times, and there is nothing abnormal even in the underworld and the mortal world. Do you really think there are hidden dangers that we haven't discovered?"

Sun Wukong was silent for a moment, then walked to the window, looked out at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and said in a low voice:

"Maybe I'm worrying too much."

Nezha stood up, walked to Sun Wukong, patted his shoulder, and his tone became more relaxed:
"Monkey, you just think too much. The three realms are peaceful now, the people live and work in peace, and the heavenly soldiers are doing their duty. If you continue to be so suspicious, it will make everyone nervous."

Sun Wukong turned his head and glanced at Nezha, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"Perhaps you are right."

Nezha smiled and shook his head, then turned back to the desk and continued to read the documents:
"If you're really worried, we can inspect it again. But I think there's really nothing to check this time."

Sun Wukong did not answer, but just stood quietly by the window, his eyes still fixed on the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

Just then, Yang Jian walked in from outside the hall, holding a document in his hand. His expression was calm but slightly tired.

He walked up to the two of them and handed the document to Sun Wukong:
"Great Sage, this is the latest inspection report of the mortal world. Everything is normal and no abnormalities were found."

Sun Wukong took the document, glanced through it quickly, and nodded:

"Thanks for your hard work."

Yang Jian stood aside, his eyes swept across Sun Wukong's face, and his tone was calm:

"Great Sage, if there is nothing else, I still need to take care of the affairs of the Supervisory Department."

Sun Wukong nodded, speaking in a gentle tone:

"Go ahead, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Jian bowed, turned around and left the Qitian Palace.

Peace returned to the hall again. Nezha was still sitting at the table, writing on the paper with the pen in his hand.

Sun Wukong stood by the window with a deep look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)