Primordial World: You Asked Me to Sell Goods, But I Became the Supreme of All Heavens

"How big? Are you stronger than me?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

Sun Wukong didn't care about Marshal Tian Peng's anger.

In Journey to the West, Zhu Bajie could only be the second senior brother under him. Sun Wukong would show Zhu Bajie what it meant to be the eldest senior brother.

Although Sun Wukong came to the Heavenly Court to be an official, he wasn't sincere about it.

Bimawen, what kind of official was that? Sun Wukong already knew from the Journey to the West story.

This time, he wouldn't be angered by the fact that Bimawen was a minor official.

He didn't come to the Heavenly Court for that purpose either.

"Stronger than you," Marshal Tian Peng laughed. "I, the dignified Marshal Tian Peng, am naturally stronger than you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Marshal Tian Peng's Nine-Tooth Rake appeared in his hand. That was his weapon.

"Bimawen, take this!"

Marshal Tian Peng transformed into a white light and charged at Sun Wukong.

Although Marshal Tian Peng couldn't kill Sun Wukong, a little lesson was still possible.

He would make the Sun Wukong before him understand what true strength was.

"Heh heh, Bajie, good timing." Sun Wukong's eyes sparkled, and his weapon, the As-You-Will Golden-Bound Cudgel, appeared in his hand.

In Sun Wukong's eyes, Marshal Tian Peng's strength was not bad.

He also had the strength of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

If Sun Wukong's strength hadn't improved because of the General Store, it was uncertain if he could defeat Marshal Tian Peng.

Perhaps in the future, Marshal Tian Peng, who would become a pig demon, would have his strength weakened.

But from the General Store, Sun Wukong had gained a lot.

As fellow Grand Unity Golden Immortals, Sun Wukong had already walked a further path.

"Take this!" Sun Wukong roared with laughter and charged at Marshal Tian Peng.

"Clang..."

The Nine-Tooth Rake and the As-You-Will Golden-Bound Cudgel collided, emitting a world-shattering sound.

Marshal Tian Peng, who had been confident, suddenly froze.

Marshal Tian Peng had initially thought he could easily defeat Sun Wukong, but he realized things might not be as he thought.

"Damn it," Marshal Tian Peng cursed under his breath as he felt the terrifying force transmitted through his hands. Then, he was sent flying.

"Heaven-Battling Art." Sun Wukong circulated the Cultivation Method within his body, and his terrifying power continued to increase.

This Art was much more powerful than the Great Grade Heavenly Immortal Art.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Continuous explosions echoed. The Heavenly Soldiers were stunned.

The clash between these two Grand Unity Golden Immortals was not something they could interfere with.

Even if they went to help, it wouldn't make much difference.

Not to mention, Sun Wukong and their general were both officials of the Heavenly Court. Perhaps they were just sparring.

The Heavenly Soldiers thought to themselves.

A moment later.

Marshal Tian Peng lay on the ground, his expression filled with disbelief.

He had lost, lost to this monkey.

"What, Bajie, do you concede?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

He still had some goodwill towards this future companion on the pilgrimage.

"I am not Bajie," Marshal Tian Peng said.

"You are not Bajie now, but you will be Bajie in the future," Sun Wukong said calmly.

"I will never become a pig demon in the future," Marshal Tian Peng retorted.

As one of the prominent Immortals and Gods in the Heavenly Court, how could he become a demon, let alone a pig demon?

"Whatever you say." Sun Wukong stopped talking and prepared to leave. He was looking for treasures, not chatting with Marshal Tian Peng.

"Oh, right."

Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly lit up.

He remembered what the Shopkeeper had told him: if others came, he would receive some Exchange Points.

Marshal Tian Peng would be a good choice.

According to the Shopkeeper, the current Marshal Tian Peng commanded eighty thousand Heavenly Soldiers, so it should be convenient for him to obtain some treasures.

"Bajie, do you want to escape your fate? The fate of becoming a pig demon? If you want to escape, then come to Flower-Fruit Mountain."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Wukong turned into a golden light and disappeared. He needed to find a good place.

"Escape fate." Marshal Tian Peng's eyes flickered.

Could everything Sun Wukong said be true?

But the future.

How could a mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal predict it?

Even a Quasi-Saint wouldn't be able to.

"Perhaps the monkey was just speaking casually." Marshal Tian Peng took a deep breath.

Regardless, Marshal Tian Peng couldn't imagine himself becoming a pig demon.

Putting aside Zhu Bajie's constant suspicions, Sun Wukong left the Heavenly River and wandered around the Heavenly Court. To his surprise, this time he saw a palace.

The Palace of Lingering Delights.

If he remembered correctly, that was where Grand Supreme Elder Lao resided.

In the Journey to the West story, he was here that he ate many pills, which improved his strength.

"Pills are also treasures. Perhaps I can exchange some for things at the Shopkeeper's," Sun Wukong chuckled and walked inside.

"Sun Wukong, this is this humble Taoist's place for refining elixirs. Why have you come here?" Just as Sun Wukong was walking towards the Palace of Lingering Delights, an aged voice sounded in his ear.

It was Grand Supreme Elder Lao's voice.

"..." Sun Wukong was stunned, his face filled with embarrassment. He saw an old Taoist walking out of the palace.

From the Shopkeeper, Sun Wukong understood how powerful Grand Supreme Elder Lao was. Forcing his way into the Palace of Lingering Delights was likely impossible.

"Old Lord, I'm lost," Sun Wukong said with a chuckle.

"Lost." Grand Supreme Elder Lao looked at Sun Wukong, his eyes shining, and pointed in a direction, "Sun Wukong, your place is over there."

"Haha, thank you, thank you..." Saying that, Sun Wukong quickly left.

"Sun Wukong." Grand Supreme Elder Lao mused, "He actually knows me."

As one of Laozi's Three Corpses, Grand Supreme Elder Lao naturally understood that Sun Wukong was the protagonist of the Calamity five hundred years later.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Ren Sect's Senior Disciple

"Fortunately, fortunately."

Flying through the sky of the Heavenly Court, Sun Wukong patted his chest.

For some reason, Sun Wukong could still feel the terrifying power of Grand Supreme Elder Lao.

The historical Sun Wukong had no such feeling.

But knowing he was a puppet, coupled with the gains from Journey to the West (Book) and Journey to the West, made Sun Wukong's senses much sharper.

Whether it was the Heaven-Battling Art or the Thirty-Six Heavenly Transformations, those were things that could slowly change one's destiny.

This made Sun Wukong not as confused as his past self.

"It seems that at this current point in time, it's still not right," Sun Wukong pondered.

According to the story in Journey to the West, when he ate so many pills in the Palace of Lingering Delights, Grand Supreme Elder Lao didn't come out.

But now, he had only just stepped into the Palace of Lingering Delights, and the other party had already come out. It seemed different.

"It looks like the original me was indeed just a puppet in the hands of those Immortals and Gods," Sun Wukong's eyes shone.

Only then could something like what happened today occur.

"Huh, what is that..."

Sun Wukong, who was flying, suddenly changed his expression and looked up ahead. He sensed an astonishing spiritual energy surging from the front.

The concentration of that spiritual energy was something Sun Wukong had never seen before.

"The Peach Garden."