The Look in His Eyes

At that moment, Chen Tong noticed the look in Tian Peng's eyes, and his heart gave a sudden lurch.

"What's wrong?"

"No, benefactor. I was just a little moved, thinking about how you came to save me."

The corner of Chen Tong's mouth twitched. Was Tian Peng's mind spinning some kind of star-crossed romance?

The whole world stood against me, but only I, Chen Tong, stood by Tian Peng.

The thought sent a chill down Chen Tong's back. That was not a road he wanted to go down.

"It's nothing. It was the least I could do."

Chen Tong cleared his throat.

"Benefactor, I don't know how I, Tian Peng, could ever repay this kindness."

"It's fine. We can talk about it later."

Chen Tong waved a hand.

Tian Peng looked troubled. "Then what should we do now, benefactor?"

Chen Tong shrugged. "Obviously, kill them."

A brilliant smile spread across Chen Tong's face.

But the killing intent behind it was blatantly obvious.

It was completely at odds with his youthful-looking face.

As for the people from the Heavenly Court present, when they heard this, they all burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha! Did you hear that? That's hilarious. A mere Golden Immortal thinks he can sweep through the Heavenly Court?"

"No, you heard right. I was wondering if I'd misheard, too. How ridiculous."

"What age is this, that someone can still make such a brazen claim? Who was the last person to say he'd sweep through the Heavenly Court? And what happened to him?"

The officials of the Heavenly Court began chattering among themselves.

Chen Tong casually reminded them, "The last one who said he'd sweep through the Heavenly Court was Sun Wukong. He's still living carefree out there."

The person who had spoken looked a little awkward at that.

The man: "..."

The atmosphere fell silent.

"Kid, you're only a Golden Immortal. Just tell us who's backing you."

"Who gave you the nerve to talk like that?"

"Exactly. Surely you didn't just charge in here alone, with that much nerve?"

Everyone sneered.

Chen Tong glanced around. "Besides me, do you see anyone else?"

"If you don't know how to talk, could you just stop?"

Golden Boy couldn't help but blurt that out.

Chen Tong immediately felt a little wronged. "You asked me. It's not like I wanted to say it. Isn't it obvious? Why are you still asking me?"

The Jade Emperor spoke coldly. "This has nothing to do with you. Hand Tian Peng over to us."

As soon as he said this, everyone present looked incredulous.

No matter how you looked at it, Chen Tong was only a Golden Immortal. There was no reason for the Jade Emperor to speak to him like that.

That meant the other man definitely had powerful connections—and not just any connections.

Things were getting troublesome.

"How does this have nothing to do with me?"

Chen Tong shot back immediately.

Tian Peng was his own personal God of Wealth. Put it nicely, and he was practically an ancestor to him.

If Tian Peng wasn't there to stop himself from turning into a pig, what would happen to Chen Tong's reward?

The Jade Emperor furrowed his brow. "If you insist on intervening, know that the Heavenly Court isn't a place you can come and go as you please."

"Enough talk. If you want to fight, then fight."

Tian Peng and Chen Tong stood back to back.

Chen Tong glanced at the number of people present. There had to be several thousand, at least.

He felt a headache coming on. Showing off was one thing; actually fighting was another. They were two completely different matters.

Chen Tong tightened his grip on the Divine Brush, feeling a chill creep down his back.

"Benefactor, we..."

Tian Peng swallowed and continued, "I don't think things are looking good for us."

"You don't have to tell me. I can see that for myself."

Chen Tong said.

At that moment, Queen Mother Niangniang spoke coldly. "This is the Peach Banquet. How dare you cause a disturbance here?"

"Milky Way!"

Queen Mother Niangniang summoned the Milky Way to suppress Chen Tong and Tian Peng.

The next instant, a vast river appeared in the sky.

Its waters were silvery white, shrouded in mist and radiating an immense might.

Chen Tong's eyelid twitched. He'd been thinking he had no river, and now the other side had sent one right to him.

Chen Tong cleared his throat. "I never thought such a good thing as a pie falling from the sky could really happen."

Without a second thought, Chen Tong didn't resist at all.

Seeing this, Tian Peng was dumbfounded. "Wait, benefactor, why aren't you resisting?"

Everyone present was baffled.

"Wait, what's he doing? Giving up?"

"Exactly. I've never seen anything like it. He must have decided to surrender and accepted his fate."

"Right. I thought he'd be impressive, but now it looks like he's nothing special."

The officials chattered among themselves.

Chen Tong was speechless. "Seriously, why are you all such chatterboxes?"

Chen Tong stepped straight into the Milky Way, but what happened was completely different from what they'd imagined.

Inside, he was as comfortable as a fish in water.

The next instant, Chen Tong took control of the Milky Way.

Queen Mother Niangniang was shocked, her delicate body trembling.

"Strange. What's going on?"

Queen Mother Niangniang cried out.

"I don't know. I can't make sense of it. What's happening?"

Wugu Star covered his mouth.

By all rights, Chen Tong should have been bound by the Milky Way.

Every drop of water in the river weighed ten thousand jin. He was only a Golden Immortal, so how could he possibly withstand it?

"This is pretty nice. The bathwater's warm, and it feels great."

Chen Tong smiled.

Seeing Chen Tong bathing in the Milky Way, Tian Peng was completely at a loss.

"Benefactor, what should I do now?"

That question stumped Chen Tong.

He looked completely calm and gave Tian Peng a reassuring glance.

Chen Tong silently asked, System, what do I do now?

[Host, congratulations on triggering Hidden Side Quest 3.]

[Create a Human Emperor.]

[Simply throw Zhu Bajie onto the Human Emperor Way to create a Human Emperor.]

Chen Tong's eyelid twitched. Why was this system so unreliable?

Still, it sounded pretty good.

He'd already experienced this system's ways before.

After all, he'd spent five hundred years lying low just to get this notebook.

Now it seemed this really was a matter of life and death.