Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 417 Observation
Nezha quickly bowed, with a look of confidence:

"Don't worry, the publicity has been fully launched. We have made sure that everyone in the Three Realms knows about this through announcements in the Heavenly Court, communication symbols in various realms, and bulletin boards in the human world. Currently, the number of applicants has far exceeded expectations."

Yang Jian also nodded and added in a steady tone:

"We have set up a special section on the information platform to update the latest news and registration status of the 'Three Realms Grand Test' in real time. The response from all walks of life has been enthusiastic, and many practitioners have expressed their intention to participate."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes:
"You have done a good job. Publicity is one of the keys to a successful competition. However, it needs to be further strengthened. We must make sure that more talented people know about it and participate."

Nezha's eyes flashed with excitement, and he immediately responded:

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it right away! In addition to the existing publicity channels, I plan to send heavenly soldiers and generals to set up registration points in major cities and towns, and personally lead the team to several important holy places for cultivation in the human world to directly contact those hidden practitioners and ensure that they can also participate."

Sun Wukong nodded in agreement:
"Okay, I'm always assured of your ability to act. Yang Jian, what are your plans?"

Yang Jian thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"I plan to contact other realms, especially those that have less contact with the Heavenly Court, such as the Netherworld and the overseas immortal mountains. Make sure that the information can cover every corner of the three realms to avoid missing any potential contestants."

Sun Wukong smiled with satisfaction:
"Your arrangements are very thorough, so just execute them. Remember, the 'Three Realms Trial' is not only a selection, but also an opportunity to demonstrate the openness and fairness of the Heavenly Court. You must go all out."

Nezha and Yang Jian both bowed:
"understand!"

The two men immediately accepted the order, left the hall, and began to discuss specific publicity strategies.

Walking on the corridor leading outside the palace, Nezha couldn't help but say to Yang Jian:
"Old Yang, this is a great opportunity for us to show our strength! You are in charge of those hidden tribes, why don't I go to the human world and let those mortal practitioners see the power of our heavenly court!"

Yang Jian smiled faintly, with a look of deep meaning in his eyes:

"Although there are many practitioners in the world, most of them are secluded from the world. You have to think of a way to make them interested in the 'Three Realms Test'."

Nezha patted his chest, full of confidence:

"Don't worry, I have a plan! When the time comes, I will make sure they will scramble to sign up!"

Yang Jian nodded, his tone still calm:
"Then everyone should do their part and make sure that publicity is in place."

After the two men finished their discussion, they separated and set out to carry out their respective missions.

Nezha rode on the wind-fire wheel and headed straight for the human world.

He first came to Kunlun Mountain, which is one of the holy places for practitioners.

He landed at the foot of the mountain, made a hand gesture, and a golden light shot up into the sky, instantly attracting the attention of many practitioners on the mountain.

Several elders from Kunlun Mountain sensed the presence of Heaven and rushed over to greet them.

One of the elders with white hair and beard saluted and said:

"I wonder what the Third Prince Nezha has to offer you?"

Nezha smiled slightly and got straight to the point:
"My fellow elders, the Heavenly Court is about to hold the 'Three Realms Grand Test', which aims to select talents from all walks of life. Kunlun Mountain is a holy place for cultivation, and I have come here to invite you to participate."

When the elders heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, and then they began to discuss in a low voice.

After a moment, the elder nodded and said:

"Third Prince is absolutely right. We from Kunlun Mountain will definitely send disciples to participate."

Nezha nodded with satisfaction:
"Then I'll look forward to seeing your wonderful performance in the 'Three Realms Test'!"

After he finished speaking, he flashed and rushed to the next holy place for cultivation.

At the same time, Yang Jian also came to the underworld.

This place is filled with gloomy atmosphere and ghosts are wandering around everywhere.

He held a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, and his whole body was shining with golden light, dispelling the evil spirit around him.

The King of Hell in the Netherworld sensed Yang Jian's presence and came to greet him personally. He bowed and said:
"The True Lord has arrived. What's the important matter?"

Yang Jian looked calm and said directly:
"The Heavenly Court is about to hold the 'Three Realms Grand Test', which aims to select talents from all walks of life. I have come here to invite the Netherworld to participate."

Upon hearing this, the King of Hell frowned slightly and hesitated:

"The practitioners in the Netherworld mostly cultivate Yin Qi, which is different from the immortal law system of the Heavenly Court. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to participate."

Yang Jian smiled faintly, with a firm tone in his voice:

"In the path of cultivation, all methods return to the origin. The purpose of this competition in the Heavenly Court is to select the best from all walks of life, regardless of their style. If the King of Hell has any doubts, he might as well send a few outstanding disciples to give it a try, and let them see the charm of the three realms."

The King of Hell pondered for a moment, and finally nodded:

"Okay, I will select a few disciples to participate."

Yang Jian cupped his hands in satisfaction:
"Then I'll just wait for the good news."

After he finished speaking, he left the Netherworld in a flash and continued on his way to other realms.

Sun Wukong stayed in the Qitian Hall, reading through memorials submitted from various places and handling daily government affairs.

He looked focused, with his brows slightly frowned occasionally, as he picked up a pen to write comments on the memorial.

The afternoon sun shone through the window lattice onto his desk, adding a sense of tranquility and solemnity to the entire hall.

After dealing with the last memorial, Sun Wukong let out a long sigh, stood up and stretched.

He walked out of the Qitian Palace, and the breeze blowing towards him carried a faint scent of peach blossoms.

He looked up at the Peach Garden in the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"The peaches in Pantao Garden should be ripe now."

He muttered to himself, then walked towards the Peach Garden.

In the Peach Garden, the peaches on the trees are shining brightly in the sunlight, and the air is filled with a faint fruity fragrance.

Sun Wukong reached out and picked a peach, took a light bite, and found the flesh was tender, juicy, sweet and delicious.

"Yes, Not Bad."

He nodded with satisfaction, then picked a few more peaches and put them into the bamboo basket that had been prepared.

He walked slowly out of the Peach Garden carrying a bamboo basket full of peaches. His eyes swept across the square in the distance, looking at the bustling crowd, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"The Three Realms Grand Test will definitely bring a new atmosphere to the Three Realms."

He whispered, then turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the depths of Pantao Garden.

Sun Wukong carried the peach and walked back to the Qitian Palace.

When the heavenly soldiers on duty in the palace saw him, they immediately bowed and saluted:
"Meet the Monkey King."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly and walked straight towards the inner hall.

He put the peach on the table, walked to the window and looked at the sky outside.

The clouds roll and unroll, changing unpredictably, just like his mood at the moment.

After Sun Wukong returned to the Palace of Equal Heaven, he immediately summoned the heavenly soldiers on duty.

He stood in the hall, his eyes were like torches, and his tone was steady and powerful:
"Pass on my order to send the details of the 'Three Realms Grand Test' plan to all realms immediately. Make sure everyone knows about this."

The celestial soldier took the jade slip respectfully and said:

"I understand, and I will do my best to carry it out." Sun Wukong nodded and watched the heavenly soldiers leave.

Then, he turned around and walked to the table, took out a few crystal clear peaches from the bamboo basket, and whispered:
"Nezha, Yang Jian, you two should also come and taste the peaches in the Peach Garden."

Before he finished speaking, Nezha and Yang Jian walked into the hall side by side.

As soon as Nezha entered the room, he couldn't wait to reach out and grab a peach, saying with a smile:

"Monkey, this peach is really a rare delicacy!"

Yang Jian took the peach with an indifferent look and nodded slightly:
"Thank you."

The three of them sat around the table. Sun Wukong chewed a peach and said:

"How are the preparations for the 'Three Realms Trial' going? Do you have any questions?"

Nezha put down the peach first, his eyes sparkling with excitement:
"Great Sage, the publicity and promotion has been fully launched, and the response has been enthusiastic! However, there is a problem - the information transmission in some remote areas is still a bit inconvenient, especially for some hidden sects, who don't seem to be very enthusiastic about the activities of the Heavenly Court."

Sun Wukong frowned slightly, tapped the table with his fingers, and thought for a moment:

"These hidden sects have never been concerned with worldly affairs, so they do need more attention. Nezha, you can send heavenly soldiers to these areas in person to communicate with them face to face and ensure that the information is conveyed to the right place."

Nezha nodded and said:

"Understood! I'll make arrangements right away."

Yang Jian put down the peach in his hand, his expression calm:
"Great Sage, I have already made preliminary plans for the competition rules and venue arrangements. However, I think the selection and reward mechanism for judges needs to be further refined."

A hint of approval flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes:
"Tell me what you think."

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and said slowly:
"The judges should be respected people from all walks of life to ensure fairness. As for the rewards, in addition to positions in heaven, they should also include magic weapons, elixirs and other cultivation resources to attract more talents to participate."

Sun Wukong nodded in agreement:
“Your suggestion is very good. The rewards do need to be diversified in order to truly motivate the contestants.”

Nezha scratched his head and said with a smile:
"Old Yang, this is a good idea! But do we have enough magic weapons and elixirs? Don't let the rewards be insufficient. That would be embarrassing!"

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Don't worry, there are not enough peaches in the Peach Garden for you to eat, and there are also plenty of magic weapons and spiritual medicines."

The three of them smiled at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Afterwards, the three of them had an in-depth discussion on the details of the "Three Realms Test".

Sun Wukong listened carefully to the opinions of Nezha and Yang Jian, nodding from time to time and expressing his own views from time to time.

In the end, they decided to set up a special agency in Heaven to be responsible for the organization and management of the "Three Realms Test".

Sun Wukong stood up, his eyes determined:

"Nezha, you will be the overall person in charge and coordinate the overall situation. Yang Jian, you will be the deputy and be responsible for the specific execution."

Nezha patted his chest, full of pride:
"Don't worry, Great Sage. I promise to complete the task!"

Yang Jian clasped his fists and said:
"I will definitely live up to my trust."

Sun Wukong turned and walked to the window, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and said firmly:

"In three days, the 'Three Realms Trial' will officially begin. When you two return, be sure to complete the details and make final preparations."

Nezha and Yang Jian responded in unison:
"understand!"

Nezha turned and left with brisk steps, obviously looking forward to the next task.

Yang Jian paused slightly, his eyes stayed on Sun Wukong for a moment, and then slowly left.

Sun Wukong stood in the hall and watched the two leave, his eyes full of deep thought and expectation.

He whispered to himself:
"The Three Realms Grand Test will surely bring a new atmosphere to the Three Realms."

He turned and walked back to the table, put away the remaining peaches, then picked up a pen and wrote a few lines on a jade slip, his expression focused and serious.

After Sun Wukong finished writing the last line, he rolled up the jade slip and tied it carefully with a thin rope.

He called a guard to the sky:

"File this jade slip, make several copies, and send them to the human world and the underworld respectively. Make sure they are safe."

The heavenly soldier took the jade slip and bowed respectfully:
"As you command, Great Sage."

Then he turned and left with steady and powerful steps, disappearing outside the hall.

Silence returned to the Qitian Hall, with only one or two fallen leaves occasionally floating by, reminding people of the passage of time.

Sun Wukong walked to the center of the hall, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the auspicious cloud pattern carved on the ceiling with a deep gaze.

"I hope that this 'Three Realms Test' can truly select some capable and responsible talents."

He whispered to himself, with a hint of hope and a hint of worry in his tone.

He recalled his previous discussions with Nezha and Yang Jian. Although the details on the selection of judges and the reward mechanism had been made as perfect as possible, some unexpected problems would inevitably arise during the actual operation.

Sun Wukong sighed lightly, walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

The aroma of tea filled the air, but it couldn't dispel the slight worry in his heart.

He took a sip. The tea was slightly bitter, but it made him feel a little sober.

"Forget it, do your best and leave the rest to fate."

Sun Wukong stood in the hall, with a plan in mind.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking through the palace door into the distance. His eyes were deep and contained a hint of desire for exploration.

The advice of the God of Land made him think deeply for a long time. The promotion system in Heaven did have drawbacks, and as the Monkey King, he had the responsibility to personally check out those buried talents.

He shook slightly, and his body turned into an ordinary old man with simple clothes, fluttering white hair, and a bamboo stick in his hand. He left the heaven slowly.

He did not bring any followers with him, nor did he use any divine power. He just stepped into the bustling mortal world in his mortal body.

We arrived at a busy town with stalls lined on both sides of the street and the sounds of hawking could be heard one after another.

Sun Wukong took a quick look and was quickly attracted by a young woodcutter.

The woodcutter was a big man with a heavy bundle of firewood on his shoulders. He walked steadily but could not hide the fatigue on his face.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and saw that the woodcutter had great potential, but because of his poor family background, he was unable to practice and his talent was wasted.

He walked forward and said with a smile:
"How's your firewood selling, young man?"

The woodcutter looked up at him and grinned, showing his white teeth:
"Father, do you want to buy some firewood? The firewood I have is very dry and burns very well!"

Sun Wukong nodded and asked casually:

"You seem to be quite strong. Why don't you practice cultivation? Maybe you can become an immortal."

The woodcutter smiled bitterly and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Practice? That's something for the rich. With my strength, I can just chop wood, how dare I think about that?"

Sun Wukong stroked his beard, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes:
"If someone is willing to help you start your cultivation journey, would you be willing?"

(End of this chapter)