Chapter 385 Nezha joins forces!

Sun Wukong heard the conversation between the two heavenly soldiers clearly and thought to himself:

“It seems that the ambition of Heaven is greater than I thought.”

So I decided to continue investigating further.

He followed the two heavenly soldiers silently, and while they were changing shifts, he quickly turned into a wisp of green smoke and sneaked into the Jade Emperor’s study along the shadow of the palace wall.

The study was empty, with only a few eternally burning lamps swaying in the breeze, reflecting the luxurious decorations and heavy atmosphere of the hall.

Sun Wukong’s eyes were as sharp as torches as he quickly scanned the surroundings, finally landing on the table in the center of the hall. There were several scrolls and documents on the table, which seemed to be the secrets of the Heavenly Palace.

Sun Wukong walked quickly forward, reached out to pick up a scroll and gently unfolded it.

The scroll was densely packed with records of the Heavenly Court’s recent troop deployment plans, detailing all types of troops, troop distribution, and arrangements for generals.

He frowned slightly and continued reading, discovering that the scroll also recorded in detail the assessment and response strategies for various forces.

“The Heavenly Court will not only deal with the demons, but also other gods who disobey its rules, including Yang Jian and Nezha. Even some secluded immortals are among their targets.”

Sun Wukong became more and more shocked, his fingers unconsciously clenched the edge of the scroll, and his fingertips turned slightly white.

Recalling how Yang Jian had left as soon as he touched, it was obvious that he had sensed something and was just pretending.

He quickly scanned it, committing the contents of the scroll to memory, then took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He rolled up the scroll gently and put it back in its place, his movements so light that it seemed as if no one had ever moved it.

Then he turned and left, his figure disappearing silently into the shadow of the palace like a ghost.

After leaving the palace, Sun Wukong found a secluded place surrounded by clouds and mist, with only a few ancient pine trees standing around.

He raised his hand and waved it, his body quickly transformed into its original form, his monkey hair trembling slightly in the wind, his eyes as deep as a pool of water.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, with his hands behind his back, gazing at the heavenly palace in the distance, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

“The ambitions of the Heavenly Court are already clear. Their targets are not only the demon race, but also all forces that may threaten their rule.”

Sun Wukong whispered to himself, with a hint of heaviness in his voice.

“If we don’t make some preparations, I’m afraid Huaguo Mountain and all of our brothers will be doomed to eternal damnation.”

He pondered for a moment, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Then, he leaped up onto the clouds, rode on his somersault cloud, turned into a ray of golden light, and flew straight towards the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

The clouds retreated rapidly, the wind whistled in his ears, but Sun Wukong’s heart was unusually calm.

He clenched his fists slightly, stared ahead with a determined gaze, and had a clear goal in mind.

“We must pass this news back to Huaguo Mountain as soon as possible so that the brothers can prepare early, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.”

He whispered to himself, a hint of urgency in his tone.

Soon, the outline of the Flower-Fruit Mountain came into sight, and Sun Wukong, riding on his somersault cloud, landed on the open space in front of the Water Curtain Cave.

When the demons saw him coming back, they all gathered around him, their eyes full of concern.

The Bull Demon King strode forward, patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

“Brother, you are finally back. How is the Heaven Palace?”

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, glanced at the monsters, and said in a serious tone:

“The ambition of the Heavenly Court is greater than we imagined. They not only want to deal with our demon race, but also other gods, including Yang Jian, Nezha, and even those secluded immortals.”

When the demons heard this, their faces changed and a hint of uneasiness flashed in their eyes.

The Monkey King frowned and whispered:
“If this is true, the power of Heaven will be unstoppable, and our demon race will be in great danger.”

Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes sharp:

“So, we must prepare early. The Heavenly Court is moving faster than we thought. If we don’t take action, it may be too late.”

The Bull Demon King hesitated for a moment, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes:
“Brother, what do you think we should do?”

Sun Wukong looked around at everyone and said firmly:

“The Heavenly Court’s target is not only Huaguo Mountain, but all the forces that resist them. We can unite with other gods and forces that are targeted by the Heavenly Court to fight against the Heavenly Court. Only by unity can we have a glimmer of hope.”

Upon hearing this, all the monsters nodded.

The Monkey King took a step forward and whispered:
“Seventh brother, this plan is feasible, but the power of the Heavenly Court is huge, so we need to act with caution.”

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, with a glimmer of confidence in his eyes:
“Don’t worry, Fifth Brother. I have a plan. Next, I will go to various places to make contacts and seek allies. You should intensify your training here, improve your strength, and be ready to fight at any time.”

The Bull Demon King nodded heavily, waved his hand, and said loudly:
“Don’t worry, my dear brother. We will live up to your trust!”

Sun Wukong nodded, then turned around and rode his somersault cloud again. His figure shot up into the sky like an arrow and disappeared into the clouds.

The demons watched him leave, with a hint of determination in their eyes.

“Brothers, from today on, we must go all out to fight against the Heavenly Court!”

The Bull Demon King shouted loudly, his voice like thunder, echoing between the valleys.

All the monsters responded in unison, their morale high.

There was a busy atmosphere in Huaguo Mountain. The monsters were practicing and preparing for war. The whole mountain was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Sun Wukong rode his somersault cloud all the way westward, wondering who to look for next. After much thought, the first person he thought of was Nezha, the third prince of Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.

Although Nezha worked in the Heavenly Palace, he was not completely under the command of the Jade Emperor. He also had some friendship with Nezha, and the previous fight was just a matter of stance.

Perhaps he could get some information from him. Making up his mind, Sun Wukong turned the cloud and flew towards Chentang Pass.

Chentang Pass, the general’s headquarters.

Nezha was sitting in the study, holding a military book in his hand with a frown on his face.

The deputy general standing by saw this and asked cautiously:

“Third Prince, are you worried about the affairs of Heaven?”

Nezha put down the military book, rubbed his brows, and sighed softly:
“The Heavenly Court has been making frequent moves recently, dispatching troops and generals to eliminate the demons. I don’t know what they are up to.”

He reached out for the teacup, took a sip, and continued.

“I always feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems.”

The deputy general hesitated for a moment and echoed:

“I also feel that something is fishy. A few days ago, the heavenly soldiers and generals frequently entered and exited the heavenly palace. Even the patrols were much more frequent than usual. The atmosphere was very tense.”

Nezha nodded and put the teacup back on the table with a soft sound.

“It seems that the Heavenly Court is going to make a big move.”

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the rough sea in the distance, his eyes full of anxiety. Sun Wukong turned into a sparrow and landed lightly on the windowsill of the General’s Mansion at Chentang Pass.

He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Nezha in the study through the window lattice.

Nezha was standing by the window, frowning slightly, as if he was in deep thought.

Sun Wukong shook his wings gently and deliberately made a slight “chirp” sound.

Nezha seemed to sense something and turned back suddenly, looking sharply at the windowsill, but he only saw an ordinary sparrow.

He frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he did not delve into it, and just whispered to himself:
“Why did this sparrow suddenly land here?”

He shook his head, turned around and continued pacing, his hand unconsciously touching the musket at his waist.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong raised the corners of his mouth slightly and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

He jumped lightly from the windowsill into the room. The moment he landed, his body shape suddenly changed and returned to his original appearance as the Monkey King.

The golden hoop was inserted diagonally behind his back, his monkey hair trembled slightly in the wind, and his eyes were as sharp as torches.

Nezha suddenly noticed something strange behind him. He turned around abruptly and saw Sun Wukong. He was shocked and subconsciously tightened the fire spear in his hand, pointed the spear tip at the other party, and shouted:
“Sun Wukong! What are you doing here?!”

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, looked calm, and spoke with a bit of sincerity:

“Don’t panic, Third Prince. I, Old Sun, came here with no ill intentions. I just want to discuss something important with you.”

Nezha’s eyes were still alert, but when he saw that Sun Wukong had a natural expression and a calm tone, his doubts gradually disappeared.

He slowly put down the lance, the tip of the lance drooping slightly, but he did not completely withdraw his hand, he just said coldly:
“Whatever you want to say, just tell me.”

Sun Wukong smiled and glanced at the furnishings in the study. Seeing that no one was around, he got straight to the point and said:

“The Heavenly Court has been making a lot of moves recently. I’m sure the Third Prince has noticed it, right?”

When Nezha heard this, his eyebrows slightly raised and a strange look flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that Sun Wukong’s words touched his heart.

He pondered for a moment, walked to the table, sat down slowly, and gestured for Sun Wukong to sit down as well.

Sun Wukong was not polite either. He sat directly opposite Nezha with a sharp look in his eyes.

Nezha poured himself a cup of tea. The tea slowly poured into the cup and steam rose.

He picked up the teacup, blew away the hot air gently, and whispered:
“What do you mean by this?”

Seeing that Nezha’s expression was no longer so cold, Sun Wukong felt relieved and continued:

“The Heavenly Court has recently deployed troops and generals. On the surface, it is to deal with our demon race, but in fact, it has other intentions.”

Hearing this, Nezha’s eyes flashed with solemnity. He put down the teacup, and the tea in the cup swayed gently, making a subtle sound.

He slowly stood up, walked to the window, looked at the sky in the distance, and said in a low voice:

“I have also noticed that the recent behavior of the Heavenly Court is indeed abnormal, and my father is also quite worried about this.”

Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes following Nezha’s back, his tone carrying a hint of urgency:
“The current rule of the Heavenly Court has long been unpopular. If they really want to take action against various forces, I am afraid it will cause greater unrest.”

Nezha turned around and looked directly at Sun Wukong, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He slowly walked back to the table and tapped the tabletop with his fingers, making a “tap-tap” sound:

“you mean……?”

Sun Wukong stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at me with a sharp gaze:
“Third Prince, the ambitions of the Heavenly Court are far beyond our imagination. They not only want to deal with the demons, but also other gods, including you and your father.”

Upon hearing this, Nezha’s face suddenly changed. He stood up abruptly, and the tip of the fire spear in his hand trembled slightly.
“Is this true?”

Sun Wukong nodded solemnly and used magic to recreate the scene at that time:
“I, Old Sun, have seen it with my own eyes, and my words are not false. The files of the Heavenly Court have listed you as targets.”

Nezha was silent for a moment, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He slowly walked to the window and looked at the sky in the distance, his eyes showing determination:
“If this is true, Heaven will be courting its own destruction.”

Seeing this, Sun Wukong raised his lips slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes:
“Third Prince, if that’s the case, why don’t we unite and fight against the Heavenly Court together?”

Nezha turned around, his eyes were firm, and his tone was full of unquestionable:
“If this is true, I am willing to lend a hand.”

In fact, he had been unhappy with the Heavenly Court for a long time, and had long discovered that the Heavenly Court was targeting him, including Yang Jian.

After all, as long as the opponent is dangerous, Heaven will definitely send the two of them. In this situation, clues can be seen from everything.

Sun Wukong laughed loudly, his eyes full of smiles:

“Great! With the Third Prince’s help, we will definitely be able to defeat the Heavenly Court’s conspiracy!”

Nezha nodded, as if he had been prepared. He walked directly to the desk, took out a map from the drawer, spread it out on the table, and pointed to several places on the map:

“Great Sage, we need to contact other forces targeted by the Heavenly Court as soon as possible and jointly formulate a counterattack plan.”

Sun Wukong walked forward, glanced at the map, and lightly stroked the map with his finger, with a hint of certainty in his tone:
“What the Third Prince said is absolutely right. I have already started to contact other forces. Next, we need to speed up our actions and catch the Heavenly Court off guard.”

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Nezha’s eyes, and he clenched his fists, with his knuckles making slight “cracking” sounds:

“Don’t worry, Great Sage. I will immediately dispatch personnel and make secret arrangements.”

Sun Wukong smiled slightly and patted Nezha on the shoulder:

“With the help of the Third Prince, great things can be accomplished!”

The two looked at each other, with determination and tacit understanding in their eyes.

Then, Nezha turned and walked to the bookshelf, took out a token from the secret compartment, and handed it to Sun Wukong:
“Great Sage, this is a secret order from Chentang Pass. If necessary, you can use it to mobilize my men.”

Sun Wukong took the token, his lips slightly raised, and his tone was filled with gratitude:

“Thank you, Third Prince.”

Nezha shook his head, his eyes deep:
“This is our common battle, Great Sage, you don’t have to be polite.”

Sun Wukong nodded, then turned and walked to the window, jumped up, turned into a golden light, and disappeared into the night sky.

Nezha stood in front of the window, looking in the direction he left, with a gleam of determination in his eyes:
“Heaven! Jade Emperor!”

He turned and walked to the desk, spread out a piece of white paper, picked up the pen and wrote quickly, his handwriting was strong and powerful. After he finished writing, he called the deputy general and handed him the letter:
“Immediately deliver this letter to the generals at Chentang Pass. No mistakes!”

The deputy general took the order and left. Nezha stood in front of the window, looking at the sky in the distance, with a cold look in his eyes.

He murmured softly:
“Heaven, do you think you can cover the sky with one hand? I want to see how long you can be so rampant!”

The wind blew in from the window, rolling up his sleeves, and Nezha’s eyes became more determined.

He reached out and grasped the lance, the tip of which shone coldly in the moonlight:

“Brothers, it’s time to take action!”

(End of this chapter)