Mistaking the Jade Emperor for His Son at the Dawn of Creation, Section 11

Four-tenths, Five-tenths, Six-tenths.

"Hmm, what's going on?" Yang Jian frowned.

Something was off. Something was definitely off.

Six-tenths of his power!

And this great formation still didn't budge an inch.

It had only been a few short years since he last saw them—how had these seven girls' strength skyrocketed this much?

They used to be mere Earth Immortals.

And he was a dignified late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, a top-tier expert even in the Primordial Wilderness!

But he didn't know that over the past month or so, three of these seven girls had achieved the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal fruit under Zhang Yifan's guidance. Some were early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, others were at the peak of Golden Immortal—their strength was already first-rate.

No, if this kept up, these seven girls would probably laugh at him.

So Yang Jian pushed harder.

Seven-tenths, Eight-tenths, Nine-tenths!

"This Venerable One refuses to believe it!"

Yang Jian's old face flushed red as his entire body's power erupted in an instant.

Ten-tenths!

The surging mana clashed with the formation, sending a massive shockwave and roar echoing across the Heavenly Court.

"What's happening? Is someone attacking the Heavenly Court?"

The duty-bound heavenly officials exchanged bewildered glances. But when they saw the disturbance came from the Heavenly Court's traveling palace—the rear harem, a forbidden zone where ordinary folk weren't allowed—they didn't meddle.

Still, they couldn't help peeking in that direction.

"Good, very good! You've improved a lot."

Yang Jian was stunned. He hadn't expected these seven girls' strength to be greater than he'd imagined!

At the same time, he was curious—what kind of fortune had they encountered to raise their realms so drastically in such a short time? It was almost unbelievable.

Only a Saint's methods could achieve something like this.

"Of course, hehe. Brother Yang Jian, just admit defeat quickly. Otherwise, you'll turn into a little dog soon." The eldest princess, Princess Tianshou, replied with a giggle.

"Hmph, that's not certain yet."

Yang Jian stood tall and resolute, his face set with determination—he had never admitted defeat!

Not even when facing the Heavenly Court's sovereign, the Jade Emperor, had he truly surrendered.

"Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, rise!" Yang Jian murmured softly, activating his cultivation method.

He had used full power just now, but without his technique's divine abilities. Now he brought both out.

"Sisters, let's do it too."

"Alright!"

The Seven Fairies didn't hesitate either, activating their own methods.

In an instant, thunder roared and immortal light exploded.

The entire Heavenly Court was shaken with rumbling echoes, immortal qi churning endlessly, drawing the gazes of all the Heavenly Gods.

They wanted to see who was fighting in the Heavenly Court so recklessly.

Even some reclusive great powers in the Primordial Wilderness opened their eyes, turning their attention to the Heavenly Court.

After all, the last time the Heavenly Court was this lively was five hundred years ago, when Monkey Sun caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

But what kind of show was this now?

Was the Heavenly Court putting on another act?

In the Heavenly Court.

After an hour of tangled combat, Yang Jian was defeated.

The formation dissipated, and the Seven Fairies revealed themselves.

"Hahahaha! Brother Yang Jian, you're so cute, hahahaha!"

Seeing Yang Jian transformed into a three-eyed little dog with a bell, like some kind of mascot, the Seven Fairies couldn't help bursting into laughter.

Even the heavenly officials who witnessed this scene couldn't hold back their laughter. But they quickly stifled it.

They knew all too well that Yang Jian was a god of slaughter not to be trifled with.

But at this moment, Yang Jian stood bewildered in the wind.

Who am I, where am I.

How could I have lost.

Why had they become so powerful?

What the hell was going on!

And the gods of the Heavenly Court were even more stunned.

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing frowned deeply.

Golden Spirit Holy Mother and Wudang Holy Mother narrowed their eyes.

The various orthodox gods of the Heavenly Court turned their heads, murmurs of astonishment rising on all sides.

Even Taishang Laojun opened his eyes for a glance, lost in thought.

"When did the seven little princesses become so strong? Some have even reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm? The others seem close to breaking through too."

The big shots among the Heavenly Court's gods all took notice.

"The Heavenly Court—this sky is about to shift."

The bigwigs in the Heavenly Court sighed to themselves.

"Oh, how interesting." In the Five Villages Temple, Ancestor of Earth Immortals Zhenyuan Great Immortal murmured to himself without expression.

"How strange. How did these girls break through so quickly? What kind of encounter did they have?" Guanyin of the South Sea was deeply curious, lowering her brow in contemplation.

The Seven Fairies had no idea what these great powers were thinking; they were simply having fun.

Deep within the Heavenly Court's palace, the Jade Emperor reclined sideways on his throne, fingers tapping lightly on the dragon chair, a faint, elusive smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "What good daughters I have. Let's see how you gods of the Heavenly Court choose now!"

Chapter 11: Yang Jian, Do You Want the Position of Great Dao Sage?

The Seven Fairies' playful scuffle with Yang Jian stirred a minor tremor among the top-tier figures and great powers of the Primordial World.

Who could have imagined that the Seven Fairies, who had only been at the Earth Immortal realm three months ago, had now reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm?

Such a cultivation level was considered top-tier even in the current Primordial World.

To reach this realm without millions of years was utterly impossible, requiring not only exceptional talent and foundation but also boundless fortune.

Whether the Seven Fairies had some extraordinary encounter, or the Jade Emperor possessed some secret treasure, became the subject of speculation among the great powers of the Primordial World.

Western Teachings, Spiritual Mountain.

Tathagata slightly lowered his brows, his dignified appearance thoughtful.

Guanyin swept her gaze across the assembled buddhas and bodhisattvas of Spiritual Mountain, then clasped her hands in salute. "Buddha, regarding the matter of Fengxian County, the Jade Emperor did not take the bait. He did not fall into the trap of displaying his authority over the mortal realm, nor did he showcase his dominion over the human world near Spiritual Mountain on the Western Ox Continent."

"This has prevented us from unfolding the calamity of Fengxian County as planned, and has severely impacted our Western Teachings' scheme to convert the humans in the regions surrounding Fengxian County to our faith."

"Now, the Journey to the West team is stuck at Lion Camel Ridge, unable to move an inch. And today, the seven princesses have deliberately or inadvertently revealed their cultivation strength. Could the Jade Emperor be plotting something in all this?"

Tathagata nodded. "The Journey to the West is a Heavenly Dao tribulation, and also a matter promised by Dao Ancestor Hongjun for the rise of our Western Teachings. Conflict with the Heavenly Court is inevitable. As for what the Jade Emperor seeks, it's better to go ask him directly."

Tathagata looked at Guanyin. "You are the mastermind and executor of the Journey to the West. Go to the Heavenly Court and get to the bottom of this."

"Yes, Buddha." Guanyin accepted the order.

"Do not disappoint the expectations our teachings have placed in you," Tathagata said softly.

"This Seat will surely not fail the mission." Guanyin felt a secret joy in her heart.

Ever since becoming the person in charge of the Journey to the West, Guanyin knew that her status within the Western Teachings would rise sharply, and her power would expand rapidly.

Half the journey had already been completed, and the benefits were plain to see—how could she not know?

Thus, Guanyin mounted her clouds and headed toward the Heavenly Court.

Heavenly Court.

The Jade Emperor ordered the great bell to be struck, summoning all orthodox gods of the Heavenly Court to court.

Such a gathering of the immortals for court had not occurred in over a thousand years. Not even the cooperation with Monkey Sun's havoc in the Heavenly Court had called for such a grand scale.

On the way to the Hall of Miraculous Mist, the gods pondered what had happened to warrant such a massive mobilization.

Deep within the Heavenly Court's palace.

The Jade Emperor reclined high on the nine-layered dragon throne, his head gently swaying, humming an unknown tune, fingers lightly tapping the dragon chair, looking utterly relaxed and cheerful.

Seeing the Jade Emperor in such a mood, Yang Jian found it strange. Rare indeed—such good spirits.

"Uncle." Yang Jian saluted.

The Jade Emperor did not look at Yang Jian, only responding softly, "Mm. Aren't you usually averse to seeing Imperial We? Why have you come to the Heavenly Court?"