Lord Lao Wanted to Use the Qiankun Cauldron to Refine Sun Wukong!

Tushita Palace.

It was a chaotic mess, too dreadful to look at.

The muscles on Lord Lao's face twitched. He was so furious he nearly flew into a rage and slapped Sun Wukong several times to teach him a proper lesson.

Even though he had mentally prepared himself long ago, seeing that every immortal pill in Tushita Palace had been ruined and swallowed by Sun Wukong was still difficult for him to accept.

Every single immortal pill had been painstakingly refined by him, yet Sun Wukong had squandered them all.

What a monstrous waste of heavenly treasures. It was utterly infuriating.

"Fortunately, this poor Daoist took all those Nine-Revolution Golden Elixirs away. Otherwise, this mouthful of old blood might have flooded the entire Thirty-three Heavens."

"Lingming Stone Monkey Sun Wukong, what a fine monkey indeed..."

Lord Lao paced around Tushita Palace, his face filled with anger.

When his gaze fell upon the tightly bound Sun Wukong, the latter immediately felt a chill run down his spine. Boundless Saintly Dao might surged over him like a tide, seemingly ready to crush him until not even dust remained.

"Master, you must seek justice for us!"

Golden Horn and Silver Horn's heads were swollen terribly. They knelt on the ground, tears shimmering in their eyes.

Being struck by a sneak attack with a club had truly felt awful.

What was more, Sun Wukong had maliciously used a trace of the Law of Battle, so the swelling on their heads had yet to subside.

"This poor Daoist will properly entertain this Great Sage Equal to Heaven."

"Perfect. I borrowed the Qiankun Cauldron from Nuwa, so I shall use this Primordial Treasure to refine Sun Wukong into a furnace of Nine-Revolution Golden Elixirs!"

Lord Lao flicked his jade sleeve and spoke to the two boys.