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

"Your Majesty, I have brought the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain to the sky and have come to report back." Yang Jian and Nezha, dressed in military attire, knelt in the main hall to report the results of their battle.

"Very good. I hereby bestow upon you three peaches of immortality that are nine thousand years old, ten jugs of fine wine, and three pills of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir." Haotian nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Gurgle—"

A loud spitting sound rang out in the hall. Everyone frowned and saw Sun Wukong's throat moving constantly. When the peaches flew from the imperial desk to Yang Jian and Nezha, the fragrance they emitted was even stronger than usual.

Seeing the monkey staring intently at the peaches, Longji and the others' eyes flickered slightly. But with Bodhi present, they could only bow first: "Greetings, Uncle Master. May the Sage enjoy eternal bliss and boundless longevity."

With a flick of his whisk, Bodhi lifted the group up and pulled Sun Wukong to kneel down: "Your subject Bodhi, along with my junior disciple, pays respects to the Great Heavenly Venerable. Please forgive your subject for failing to properly teach your disciples."

"This crime is indeed less serious than the crime of rebelling against Heaven," Yaochi said expressionlessly.

Sun Wukong, looking unconvinced, was about to argue when Bodhi swiftly grabbed his wrist and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Wukong is still just a child. Because of his innocent heart, I do not wish to let those rules bind him."

"I am willing to bear all the blame myself. Please, Your Majesty, do not blame him."

"You really are kind-hearted. He really is just a child." Haotian chuckled. Sun Wukong is only a little over three hundred years old, not even a fraction of the number of people in the hall.

"Wukong, do you know you're wrong?"

Hearing the Great Celestial Venerable say this, Bodhi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. His Majesty had said it was wrong, not a crime, and it was clear that he intended to treat it leniently.

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I, Old Sun, know I was wrong." Sun Wukong repeatedly cupped his hands in apology; after all, he wasn't a fool.

"Your Majesty, this is Wukong's apology." Bodhi nudged him, and Sun Wukong quickly took out twelve white jade Bodhi seeds from his bosom, and a Daoist aura instantly spread out.

Haotian took a deep look at Sun Wukong's chest. Bodhi's expression changed slightly. This was a very important Bodhi seed to him. It could be considered a clone without divine consciousness. If planted, it could grow into a top-grade spiritual root.

Seeing Bodhi's nervous expression, Haotian Yaochi smiled. They were looking at the heart!

Kui Niu had already made his move, while Bodhi was still clueless and knew nothing!

With a wave of his hand, Bodhi seeds flew over, and a few landed in front of Yang Jian, Yang Chan, and Nezha.

"This item is not very useful to a Quasi-Saint. Erlang, give your elder brother the one. Nezha, take the other one to Tianpeng."

"Your Majesty, I roll up the curtain and thank you."

"Yes, Your Majesty. I will certainly deliver it to Marshal Tianpeng in the Milky Way."

Bodhi raised his head, his eyes questioning. Haotian nodded slightly and chose Tianpeng and Juanlian.

"Nezha, go back to the Three Pure Ones Heaven. They understand what I mean."

These words were utterly incoherent, leaving even Bodhi bewildered. Yaochi sighed inwardly, thinking that her senior brother should still protect this monkey and prevent the Three Pure Ones from going too far, as he was, after all, a potential quasi-saint at the peak of his cultivation.

"Your subject obeys the Emperor's decree." Nezha bowed and withdrew, then whispered to Yang Jian as he passed by, "Second brother, I'll come find you for a drink after I'm done with my business."

Bodhi pursed his lips and tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, shall I take Wukong back now?"

"Why the rush?" Haotian smiled gently. "I think this monkey is quite good. He calls himself the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and has some guts. If you think the position of弼马温 (Bima Wen, the Keeper of the Heavenly Horses) is too low, then let him go and manage the Peach Garden and be a steward!"

"Is this the peach?" Sun Wukong tried to reach out, but Yang Jian slapped his hand away. He rubbed his hand in grievance, his eyes still filled with longing.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't!" Bodhi cried out in anguish. "I can't afford to let a monkey guard the peaches!"

"You've become increasingly audacious, even attempting to obstruct my imperial decrees, huh?" Haotian lowered his gaze, his expression neither joyful nor sorrowful, yet an aura of authority emanated from him.

Bodhi shuddered instantly and said repeatedly, "Your Majesty, I dare not. It was a slip of the tongue. I humbly beseech Your Majesty to wield power and bestow blessings."

The Great Celestial Venerable has accumulated great prestige, and nowadays there are fewer and fewer people who dare to disobey him. This time, Wukong's actions were only tolerated by the Great Celestial Venerable because he wanted to see a monkey show; otherwise, how could he have allowed him to make excuses here?

So what if Buddhism flourishes? Your Majesty has a vision for the world. You can make the Great Celestial Venerable suffer a loss now because of this matter, but you will surely be repaid a thousandfold in the future.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. When I served by your side, I always looked after the Peach Garden first," Lu Er said with a smile.

Can they be the same?

Bodhi roared inwardly!

"Wukong, why aren't you thanking me?" Bodhi's face turned pale, and he looked at his disciple with a solemn expression, hoping that he could understand his good intentions.

"Sun Wukong thanks the Great Heavenly Venerable." The Golden-Armored Monkey felt a little uneasy seeing his master like this, but since his master had already bowed his head, he couldn't cause trouble for him.

"Taibai, why don't you take him?"

"Yes." Venus bowed and pulled Sun Wukong outside. "Great Sage, this way please."

"Master, your disciple is off." Sun Wukong winked at Bodhi and followed beside Taibai Jinxing. "Hehe, old man, let's go."

Watching his skipping figure disappear into the distance, Bodhi removed his mask of anguish and shouted, "Wukong, you must take good care of the Peach Garden and strictly abide by the Heavenly Rules!"

He had seen the monkey's longing for the peaches of immortality; something bad was bound to happen. Bodhi clutched his wildly beating heart, his eyes filled with anguish.

They initially wanted to embarrass the Three Pure Ones, but now they've put themselves in a very difficult position.

I'm out of my mind. Why would I let him cause such a ruckus in Heaven? He's just asking for trouble!

Now he wants to stop the plan, but even the Great Celestial Venerable is unwilling.

"The script I want to see, I must finish reading, understand?" Haotian chuckled briefly. "Send a message to Jieyin and Lingshan, and prepare the compensation items as soon as possible. As for you, stay in the Heavenly Court and wait for the Peach Banquet."

"Yes." Bodhi replied mechanically, his eyes lifeless.

If I could travel through time, I'd love to wake up my past self!

"Go ahead."

"Your subject takes his leave." Bodhi gave a bitter smile and walked out of Longde Palace.

Longji narrowed his eyes slightly: "Father, do you really intend to let the demon monkey cause chaos at the Peach Banquet?"

This is disgraceful to the Heavenly Court in front of all the gods and immortals!

"He won't live to see that day. I know the monkey's temperament." Haotian shook his head and chuckled. "Besides, if he really ruins the Peach Banquet, won't your mother be furious with me?"

Yaochi glanced at him sideways, but said nothing.

"We only have a hundred years left, Uncle and Aunt. Chan'er will go and make preparations with my cousins." Yang Chan bowed and stopped before leaving. "Oh, right, Hong'er and the others said they want to cook a meal for Uncle and Aunt themselves!"

Longji immediately became interested: "Do you have any that I can't have?"

Haotian Yaochi's expression was subtle, while Yang Chan chuckled, "If my cousin wants it, of course she'll have it!"

"Chan'er takes her leave."

Watching Yang Chan happily leave with the Lotus Lantern in her arms, Haotian Yaochi smiled bitterly. The thought of cooking for someone who had never cooked before was terrifying!

"Longji, do you really want to eat this?" Haotian frowned.

"It's all from my sisters' heartfelt wishes, so what if it doesn't taste good!" Longji chuckled. "It's rare that they're so interested."

Yaochi tilted her head, and the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden immediately understood: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"Go and tell Hong'er and the others that for the meals prepared for me and my senior brother, they only need one dish for each of the seven of them; there's no need for one dish for each person."

"Yes." Xuan Nu suppressed a laugh, bowed, and left.

Longji's expression froze. Was it really that scary?

"If it doesn't taste good, I'll bring it all over to you," Haotian snorted.

It's always better to let others suffer than to suffer yourself; I'll enjoy happiness even if my children suffer losses!