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The words have been spoken; now it's time to get down to business.

A little demon cultivator with a wolf's tail bit his thumb and blew hard.

His arms suddenly swelled up, and then his whole body grew taller and taller, from no more than five feet to a giant three zhang tall in an instant.

A heavenly soldier drew his sword and rushed forward, only to be slapped away by him.

He charged into the ranks of heavenly soldiers, grabbing and scratching left and right, overturning one heavenly soldier and general after another, as if he were in an empty land.

Erlang Shen, wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, treads the four directions with his feet on the ground, his black cloak billowing in the wind. He is the God of War, and now he guards the South Heavenly Gate, a man who can hold off ten thousand.

A young monk rushed forward carrying a precious sword, shouting, "Let me test Erlang Shen's abilities!"

Several others also jumped out, some throwing out magical compasses and pointing to their feet with hand seals. The Innate Eight Trigrams Formation immediately expanded, enveloping a small portion of the South Heavenly Gate, resembling an inverted golden bowl.

Others threw out two flying knives and pointed at Erlang Shen.

The throwing knife, carrying a sharp blade aura, aimed straight at his head.

Erlang Shen simply tilted his head slightly, thus dodging the sword energy and the flying knives chasing from behind.

However, tendrils extended from the innate Bagua formation on the ground, climbing up Erlang Shen's boots and entangling him completely.

With a slight flick of his right hand, he blocked the incoming sword.

The sword and the three-pointed double-edged sword clashed with a clang that echoed outwards, knocking over the charging young cultivator.

The cultivator who had just thrown the flying knife pointed with both hands and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Please turn around, my treasure!"

The flying knife that Erlang Shen had dodged actually changed direction in mid-air and stabbed towards the back of his head again.

The result remained unchanged. With a gentle wave of Erlang Shen's three-pointed double-edged sword, the treasure was cut in two and fell to the ground, losing its spiritual light.

As Erlang Shen moved, all the vines that were wrapped around him were broken, including the innate Bagua formation under his feet, which was also crushed with a single step.

"Pfft—" The junior cultivators coughed up blood and retreated.

However, his face was full of smiles.

Being able to exchange blows with the legendary God of Justice, Erlang Shen, is enough for them to boast about.

The Celestial Hound barked wildly, possessing over a thousand years of cultivation; even a dog should have reached the level of an ancestor.

Seeing its master being surrounded and attacked, the Celestial Hound bared its teeth and lunged forward.

Unexpectedly, Chenxiang kicked the dog squarely in the mouth, and with a series of howls, Xiaotianquan flew backward, rolling several times on the ground before stopping.

At first, the onlookers thought it was Erlang Shen putting on an act, but the other deities also realized that the group of minor cultivators who had suddenly attacked the heavens seemed to have some strange strength.

The minor cultivators, shouting battle cries, were overwhelming the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Heavenly Court.

Each of them displayed their unique abilities.

Looking at the gods of Heaven, they were forcibly brought up during the Investiture of the Gods, and thus had little loyalty to Heaven.

Even if someone were to actually storm the Lingxiao Palace, they would only pretend to be unable to defeat them and watch the show from the sidelines.

However, there were also some stubborn immortals. When the Four Heavenly Kings, who were guarding the South Heavenly Gate, saw that the South Heavenly Gate was actually about to be breached by a group of nameless minor immortals, they used their best skills.

Fortunately, although they were a bit reckless, they weren't stupid and knew that this group of people came from an extraordinary background.

The one who can produce these supernatural powers is definitely not an ordinary minor cultivator. He must be either a celestial child or a second-generation immortal. As immortals, they are bound to run into each other all the time. If they fall out, it will be embarrassing for everyone.

So they simply trapped the person, using their magic to keep them by their side, and didn't dare to kill them.

After all, they are gods who have been famous in heaven for a long time. The Four Heavenly Kings are powerful beings. Those who can defeat them are well-known throughout the Three Realms, while those who cannot defeat them have no recourse even if they are beheaded.

Aside from the Four Heavenly Kings, the only one truly willing to take action was Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.

Seeing that several minor cultivators were actually besieging a celestial general wielding two swords, he immediately threw out his exquisite pagoda.

Nezha, who was slacking off in the distance, was startled when he saw this scene.

Even Erlang Shen, who maintained his war god posture, was startled.

The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King is truly audacious. If he were to imprison these minor cultivators in the Exquisite Pagoda, even the Ancient Buddha Dipankara might not be able to protect his life.

"Oh!"

A steel ring flew by and knocked the exquisite pagoda askew.

Li Jing instinctively reached out and caught the pagoda, then turned to look at the person who had come.

The one who arrived was none other than the Golden Furnace Boy from the Tushita Palace.

He caught the steel ring and put it on his wrist, then turned his head left and right looking for something. Seeing everyone looking at him, he hurriedly asked, "Has anyone seen Niu'er? He ran off somewhere again while I was dozing off."

“The fairy child can go back to the Thirty-Third Heaven to search. We have been guarding here and have not seen the Green Ox.” Nezha said with a sigh of relief.

"Alright, then I'll go back and take a look." The Golden Furnace Boy didn't dare to linger for a moment and turned to leave.

Only Li Jing seemed to have grasped some important information.

"Someone's attacking! Aren't we going to make a move?" Lei Gong asked in a low voice.

"Do you know whose students they are? As long as this group doesn't kill Lei Zu, just pretend you don't know anything."

"Whose apprentice?"

"Hahahaha!" A hearty laugh rang out.

The chaotic scene was forcibly silenced by a series of dragon roars.

A familiar figure flew in riding a nine-dragon chariot.

That figure sent chills down the spines of every god in Heaven.

This guy is a real expert when it comes to causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." The gods immediately bowed.

"Teacher!" *N
Chenxiang and the others all stopped what they were doing.

"Hmm, what's this?" Tan Wenjie looked at the students who were being held down by the Four Heavenly Kings.

The Four Heavenly Kings felt a chill run down their spines and quickly released the student they had been holding, fearing that if they delayed any longer, they would be misunderstood.

Others may not know, but they know all too well that Tan Wenjie is extremely ruthless and swift in his attacks, giving no one time to react.

If they had said they were Tan Wenjie's men earlier, they could have pretended they couldn't beat him and let them in directly. It was unlikely, but it was still possible that they would accidentally be beaten in.

At the same time, they thought to themselves, "No wonder Nezha didn't use his true strength; he's one of our own."

Meanwhile, Li Jing, who was holding the pagoda upright beside him, seemed to have been reborn.

Fortunately, the Golden Furnace Boy came to his rescue at the critical moment; otherwise, given Tan Wenjie's temper, he would probably have collapsed the moment the other party saw him.

"Emperor Tan, what does this mean?" Erlang Shen's three eyes looked at Tan Wenjie.

“Aren’t these all students from my Celestial Vocational Technical School?” Tan Wenjie explained. “Have you forgotten how many outstanding graduates the Heavenly Court recruited from my school over the past thousand years?” The immortals present suddenly fell silent, some even gasping for breath.

They had all heard about Tan Wenjie's school for little monsters and junior cultivators, but none of them paid much attention to it.

Every now and then, some deities naively come up with the idea of ​​enlightening all things, but only a handful can actually do it.

Leaving aside the distant past, the Heavenly Court only sets a small limit, so very few people are able to ascend to it.

But if all the students Tan Wenjie taught were like the group in front of him, it would mean that over the past thousand years, Tan Wenjie had provided countless immortals who could rival the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court.

They may have already spread to every corner of the prehistoric continent, serving as land gods, mountain gods, river gods, and so on in some villages and mountains.

In other words, while the Jade Emperor is the ruler of Heaven, Tan Wenjie is the true ancestor of all immortals in the entire prehistoric continent.

Compared to him, what kind of ancestor of earth immortals is Zhen Yuanzi in Wuzhuang Temple?

Some of the immortals who were once disciples of the Jie Sect had trembling eyes.

"Education for all, attracting all immortals to pay homage"—isn't this just another Jie Sect?

Moreover, he was not an ordinary member of the Jie Sect, because he had his own mind and knew how to break down a large group into smaller parts and lie in wait.

Just like now, when everything has been exposed, there is no longer any chance for the Heavenly Court to back down.

Erlang Shen's three eyes flickered.

He often heard Nezha mention how outstanding the students at Tan Wenjie's school were, but he thought Nezha was making a mountain out of a molehill. After all, he was a child at heart; he couldn't help but praise things that were fun, but he would want to belittle things that were boring.

Now I know that Nezha wasn't exaggerating at all; everything he said was true.

“The students are still young and don’t know any better,” Tan Wenjie said. “After we take them back, we will discipline them strictly, make them copy more books, cancel their holidays, encourage them to study more, and give back to the Three Realms, instead of just thinking about running wild all day long.”

The gods: "..."

Being personally taught by you, Emperor Tan, is something that countless demons, monsters, and immortals would beg for but could not obtain.

Is that punishment? It's clearly a reward!
"They have trespassed into the Heavenly Court. This matter must be decided by the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother," Erlang Shen continued.

On the surface, Erlang Shen showed no sign of backing down and upheld justice, while the other deities waiting on the sidelines were anxiously waiting.

Let's get rid of this guy quickly and send him back.

After all, these students only wanted to attack the Heavenly Court, and their strength was not enough for them to actually break through the Heavenly Court. But Tan Wenjie was different. With his strength alone, he was enough to fight his way in and out of the Heavenly Court seven times.

If you don't believe me, look at Nezha next to you. He was lazily yawning before, but now he's eager to try and draw his weapon at any moment. He's instantly turned into a traitor.

"Go, go, go!"

Upon receiving the news, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother felt a jolt in their hearts.

In the past, having Tan Wenjie, who was unwilling to listen to orders, was enough to give them a headache. They thought that since Erlang Shen and Nezha had been turned to their side, Tan Wenjie alone shouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

Who would have thought that Tan Wenjie would quietly cultivate a group of Erlang Shen and the Third Prince?

Now that he wants to attack the Heavenly Court, who can stop him?

Upon entering the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor smiled and offered them a seat.

"This little boy's name is Chenxiang."

"Chenxiang, son of the Dragon King of the West Sea, greets the Jade Emperor."

Chenxiang never expected to witness such a grand scene.

More than a decade ago, he was a little dragon who could only hide behind his family when facing heavenly soldiers and generals. Now, he appears upright in the Lingxiao Palace, and even the Jade Emperor in heaven treats him with kindness.

"Your father's matter has been investigated and clarified. I have ordered the God of Justice to escort the Dragon King of the West Sea back to the West Sea to reflect on his mistakes for a thousand years. He shall not leave the sea for a thousand years."

What appears to be punishment is actually a release into freedom.

Chenxiang quickly cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Although you have stormed the Heavenly Court, I will not punish you because you did it for the sake of your friends," the Jade Emperor said.

The Queen Mother of the West, standing to the side, gave him a look.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." The Jade Emperor nodded repeatedly, then said, "Your abilities are quite good. The Heavenly Court is short of people, why don't you come up to Heaven and become immortals?"

The students at Shenxian Vocational Technical School looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were just thinking of learning some skills and getting a stable job as a local deity or mountain god, never expecting that they would be personally recruited by the Jade Emperor.

Then they all looked at Tan Wenjie.

No one present was a fool. They didn't really think they were so powerful that they could make the Jade Emperor bow down. In reality, they were all just showing respect to this person.

"These snacks are delicious! Which fairy made them?" Tan Wenjie ignored the students' stares.
"It was sent from the Moon Palace."

"Really? Then I'll have to go to the Moon Palace later."

It was Chenxiang who took the initiative to speak, saying, "Thank you for your high regard, Your Majesty. However, we are still students and have not yet finished our studies. Moreover, our strength is not enough to shoulder the responsibilities of the Three Realms. We will come to participate in the assessment after graduation."

If you come back for the assessment after you graduate, it will have nothing to do with the Heavenly Court. At that time, you will just be hired laborers, which is far less than the great favor of being directly granted an official position now.

But some things can only be hinted at in private, not said outright, after all, Tan Wenjie is still sitting here, and he has the power to overturn the table at any time.

Not only are they capable, but they also have a temper.

"That's fine, that's fine too."

The Queen Mother's attention shifted to Tan Wenjie: "Emperor Tan has come all this way to the Heavenly Court, why don't you have a meal before you leave?"

"Great! I've been craving the fine wine from Yaochi for a long time."

Tan Wenjie stayed to eat at the banquet, while Chen Xiang and the other students left the Heavenly Court.

Erlang Shen, who was dining with Tan Wenjie at the banquet, maintained a serious expression throughout, but in reality, he had already breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation was better than he had imagined, and even better than the book he had read called "The Lotus Lantern".

There's no need for any self-inflicted suffering anymore. The appearance of Tan Wenjie now means that the heavenly rules must be rewritten for him; otherwise, the world will be turned upside down.

Judging from Tam Man-kit's attitude, he clearly doesn't intend to do it himself.

Like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, this process allows a group of junior cultivators, led by Chenxiang, to gradually replace the corrupt Heavenly Court that has held power for millions of years. Once the bloodline change is successful, the Heavenly Laws will naturally change as well.

As for the immortals who had already seen through this, they were powerless to do anything about it.

Erlang Shen raised his wine cup and looked at Tan Wenjie.

Everything else is negotiable, but he won't let Tan Wenjie off easily because of the fact that he got his former father-in-law pregnant and had a child.

We have to get Tan Wenjie completely drunk.

"Emperor Tan, let me offer you a toast!" (End of Chapter)