Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

Some immortals and gods carefully examined Sun Wukong's aura and were secretly surprised.

This monkey has only been born for a little over three hundred years, yet it has already reached the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and its foundation is extremely solid, which shows that the two Western sages really put a lot of effort into training it.

Some of the saint's disciples, however, had mixed feelings; this was truly a child of destiny!

With the help of good fortune, their cultivation advanced rapidly without any hidden dangers. They could once be considered to have achieved this, having the good fortune to become disciples of a sage. But their disciples...

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, Qingxu, and the others felt a deep connection; they could tell what the other was thinking just by exchanging a glance.

After the war between the Dao and the Demon, the Three Pure Ones were the most talented innate gods and demons. Next came these innate beings, who were later known as the chosen ones.

People like Yang Jian and Nezha, who shone brightly in the Investiture of the Gods, are already on their way to the Quasi-Saint realm.

Those like Jin Zha, Yin Jiao, and Yin Hong, who shone brightly in their shadows, could be considered neither the best nor the worst, but now a new generation of chosen ones is rising.

"Your Majesty, the demon immortal Sun Wukong has come to pay his respects." Venus, standing in the hall, bowed, but suddenly realized no one was behind him. The monkey hadn't followed. He turned around to look...

Sun Wukong stood in the Lingxiao Palace, surveying the sights: golden nails adorned the jade doors, and colorful phoenixes danced on the vermilion gates. The covered walkways and corridors were exquisitely crafted; the three eaves and four clusters of roofs resembled soaring dragons and phoenixes. Atop the towering purple gourd-shaped roof; before the steps, celestial maidens held fans, and jade maidens held handkerchiefs. On either side, fierce celestial generals stood guard, and imposing celestial officials protected the emperor. The golden bell tolled, and the gods presented their petitions; the heavenly drums sounded, and all the saints paid homage to the king.

"Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong, come and pay homage to His Majesty!" Venus waved from the front, finally "awakening" the curious monkey.

Sun Wukong looked around and walked forward step by step under the watchful eyes of the immortals. The expressions on the immortals' faces became increasingly strange, and eventually they all converged on the face of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea.

Didn't they say they gave us three top-grade innate spiritual treasures?

How come this aura is only of the low grade?

"Hmm, your aura." A clear voice suddenly rang out, standing out prominently in the silent Lingxiao Palace.

The immortals looked in the direction of the sound and saw Sun Wukong standing in front of a man in blue armor, looking curious and constantly scrutinizing him, his nose twitching as if he were smelling something.

So it was Crown Prince Lu Er!

The immortals understood that Prince Lu Er was originally the Six-Eared Macaque, which is also a monkey. Sun Wukong's perception was quite accurate.

Looking at his bright eyes, Lu Er couldn't help but smile. He hadn't expected that this monkey could recognize him. The monkey hair clone on Flower Fruit Mountain had only transformed into an ordinary ape. At that time, Sun Wukong hadn't cultivated yet and would definitely not have recognized him.

He said the aura was familiar, which must be the mutual attraction of the origins of the four chaotic monkeys.

"You should pay your respects to the Great Celestial Venerable first." Lu Er pushed him to Taibai Jinxing's side and gave Yang Jian a look that told him not to make any rash moves.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and turned his head away, preferring to ignore it.

Such a lack of manners! Entering the Lingxiao Palace without first paying respects to his uncle and aunt, and daring to look around so casually, as if he were here for a visit—truly ill-mannered.

Sun Wukong stepped forward, stood beside Taibai Jinxing, and gently cupped his hands in greeting: "Greetings, Great Heavenly Venerable."

"Insolence!" Yang Jian's eyes widened in anger, his third eye between his brows opening and closing faintly, radiating a chilling aura.

The other immortals and gods were also in an uproar, "You are an immortal from the primordial wilderness, and this is your first time paying homage to the Great Heavenly Venerable. How dare you not perform the full kowtow!"

Sun Wukong straightened his back and began to bar his teeth, about to retort, when he heard a voice from the Emperor's throne: "It's alright."

He immediately took two steps back, fear flashing in his small eyes. What was going on? When this Great Celestial Venerable spoke, it was as if his voice was drilling into his brain, as if he were speaking from above his primordial spirit.

The imperial throne was right in front of him, yet it seemed ethereal and elusive, emanating no pressure whatsoever, yet it gave him a feeling of being even more powerful and terrifying than his master.

Haotian's lips curled up. Scared now!

He glanced discreetly at the South Heavenly Gate, his voice booming and powerful: "Sun Wukong comes from the countryside and is ignorant of etiquette; I will temporarily pardon him and not pursue the matter further."

Yaochi suppressed a laugh, while Bodhi was already bowing and kowtowing three times and nine times outside the South Heavenly Gate.

"I noticed you when you were born, you little monkey. You've learned all these skills in just a few years. What's your master's name?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the immortals in the hall perked up and stared intently at Sun Wukong. Who was he?

Is it the Sage Who Guides or the Sage Who Enlightens?

Sun Wukong took two steps back, his eyes filled with vigilance. When his master sent him to Fangcun Mountain, he had said that if anyone asked, he must never reveal his Taoist name.

He's offended quite a few people; who knows if any of the immortals and gods in this hall have any enemies of his master?

Since he came down the mountain, he has kept his mouth shut, and he didn't even let go when his six sworn brothers tried to find out about him.

Haotian passed on his deductions to Yaochi, who laughed so hard her body trembled. Bodhi was indeed telling the truth.

Seeing that he did not answer, the immortals looked somewhat regretful.

The emperor's voice was transmitted again: "Where in the Heavenly Palace is there a vacancy? Grant it to Sun Wukong."

Venus's eyes flickered as he looked to the left and right, where Tiancheng Bai Ze and the Antarctic Longevity Emperor Tu Shan were located.

The two looked up at the same time and saw the Emperor's meaningful gaze. They bowed and reported: "The offices of all the palaces are in good order and there are no vacancies in any of them. Only the Imperial Horse Stable is short of a head steward."

There was a moment of silence in the Lingxiao Palace, where some immortals couldn't help but laugh, their bodies trembling.

Haotian nodded slightly and issued an imperial edict, his voice resounding throughout the palace: "In that case, Sun Wukong shall be appointed as Bi Ma Wen, in charge of the Imperial Horse Administration, and to supervise the Heavenly Horses of the Heavenly Court."

Some of the immortals turned their heads away, while others bit their lips, not daring to show a smile.

This is a minor official in the Heavenly Court. It's remarkable that the two sages were able to find him from their memories. He truly deserves to be the Left and Right Heavenly Ministers who help His Majesty handle affairs.

The Heavenly Court has its own rules and regulations, and there are some places where immortals and gods are not allowed to fly freely. In these cases, they must travel by heavenly horse. However, not many people need to pass through these places, so the Imperial Horse Administration is considered a leisurely place, and the corresponding positions are also low.

Taibai Jinxing understood and quickly pulled Sun Wukong back, saying, "Hurry up and thank the Emperor!"

Upon hearing the official appointment, Wukong slightly raised his head and answered in a clear, resonant voice, like a bell or chime, piercing through the auspicious clouds: "This old Sun accepts the decree!"

He still did not kneel down, but simply bowed in the manner of Venus.

When Sun Wukong first arrived in the Heavenly Realm, he was unaware of the ranks of the Heavenly Court officials. He only knew that the Great Heavenly Venerable had formally entrusted him with a task, and his heart was filled with novelty and joy, without the slightest displeasure.

"Tianpeng, take him to the Imperial Horse Stables to assume his post." Haotian spoke calmly, and a burly, golden-armored general received the decree and led the bewildered Sun Wukong out of the Lingxiao Palace.

Yaochi's eyes flickered slightly, and she gave him an inquiring look. Haotian nodded slightly. Longji did not have a suitable candidate under his command. Xuantian sent a message that Tianpeng wanted to go down to the mortal realm to accumulate merit and fortune to quickly attain the quasi-sainthood.

Haotian raised a finger, and Taibai Jinxing noticed and immediately announced loudly, "Court adjourned."

After the Great Celestial Venerable left, the Lingxiao Palace was silent for a moment, followed by a huge burst of laughter. The laughter of the immortals gathered together, almost lifting the roof off the palace, and even the clouds outside the palace were shaken to pieces.