Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

"Really?"

The God of Hell was filled with surprise. He didn't expect such a good thing to happen.

Originally, he thought that he could not keep his position as the God of Hell, but he did not expect that Sun Wukong would look down upon his small position as the God of Hell.

Although Sun Wukong looked down on it, he treasured it very much.

Although the position of Prison God sounds insignificant, it is a position with real power and can enter the Lingxiao Palace to hold meetings.

Even if he can only stand at the back, the Jade Emperor probably can't see him, but it doesn't stop other immortals and gods who can't enter the Lingxiao Palace from envying him!

He was just a small Golden Immortal, and he was satisfied to be able to get this position.

Sun Wukong looked at his delighted face and nodded, "Of course, am I going to compete with you for such a corrupt official?"

"Yes, yes, yes, sir, you are a great Golden Immortal. How could you look down upon a mere Prison God? Even if you want to be an official, you should at least be an emperor."

The God of Hell had a flattering smile on his face and was a first-rate flatterer.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but sigh inwardly that these immortals and gods in heaven were not very good at cultivation.

But they are all good at acting and flattering!

Except for a few stubborn ones, everyone is good at saying one thing to one person and another thing to another person!

If he was still the Sun Wukong who had just arrived in Heaven, his strength would be no more than that of a Golden Immortal.

The God of Hell in front of me is probably looking very arrogant.

Not only him, but also the person in charge, looked down on him and wanted to suppress him to please the people above.

"Alright, stop talking about this useless stuff. I'll do whatever His Majesty tells me to do."

"You must know that thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the king!"

He stopped the God of Hell from flattering him any further, as he knew his own worth.

I won't lose my bearings just because of a few words of flattery from the Hell God.

Besides, who can’t act?

Now he would not leave any evidence to displease the Jade Emperor.

"Your Excellency is right. Thunder, lightning, rain, and dew are all grace from the Emperor! We must all obey His Majesty's will!"

The God of Hell nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration when he looked at Sun Wukong.

But I was thinking, is this Sun Wukong really a wild monkey?

Why do you speak so silently?

The Jade Emperor was not around, but he still did not forget to show his loyalty to him. Who was he doing this for?

Everyone in Heaven obeys the Jade Emperor's orders for the sake of benefits. He doesn't believe that Sun Wukong would obey the orders without any benefits.

As the two were talking, the manager who had previously troubled Sun Wukong was now covered in cold sweat.

When he saw Sun Wukong looking at him, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Master Sun, I was wrong. Please forgive me and let me go!"

"I made things difficult for you before because Li Jing ordered me to do so. It's none of my business."

He kowtowed as he spoke.

I originally thought that Sun Wukong came to take a look, but I didn't expect that he would become my immediate superior in the blink of an eye.

This made him anxious and uneasy, and he didn't know whether Sun Wukong would take revenge on him.

The God of Hell frowned and looked at the steward, then he remembered that Sun Wukong had been to the Heavenly Prison before.

It seemed like this person in charge was making things difficult for Sun Wukong.

He shouted, "How dare you embarrass my lord? Come, drag him out and throw him into the prison."

Soon several jailers came in and started to drag the person in charge away.

The steward was terrified and cried for help, "No, sir, please let me go. I really didn't mean it."

The manager struggled and begged for help, and he was filled with regret.

Not only did he not get any benefits, but he also got into trouble.

"Okay, let him go."

Sun Wukong raised his hand to stop the jailer who was about to take action.

Although the manager had made things difficult for him in the past, his crime was not punishable by death!

He wouldn't bother with such small fry. There were so many people causing trouble for him, could he really kill them all?

Besides, he is not afraid of difficulties. The more difficult it is for him, the more tasks he will have and the faster his strength will improve!

When he finally stands at the top of the world, these people will only look up to him.

Living in anxiety every day!

"Thank you, sir. Thank you for not taking my offense! I will definitely follow your lead from now on."

The person in charge was released and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your Excellency is truly magnanimous. I admire you!"

The God of Hell also bowed repeatedly to Sun Wukong.

He didn't expect that Sun Wukong would be so easy to talk to and would let go of those who had ill intentions towards him.

What he didn't know was that Sun Wukong was not easy to talk to.

But the minions in front of him could be crushed to death at any time.

Whether to let him go or not depends entirely on his mood!

Even if they are let go, these people are destined to live in anxiety in the future.

Just like the little steward in front of him, he was afraid that if he was in a bad mood one day, he would take action against him.

"Okay, let's get to work!"

Sun Wukong didn't want to bother with them anymore, so he walked straight into the Prison God's office.

The God of Hell followed in soon after. He walked forward quickly and sorted out the documents on the table.

Then wipe the seats and tables clean with your sleeves.

Then he made a gesture of invitation to Sun Wukong, "Sir, please take a seat!"

His face was full of ingratiating smiles.

He had heard that Sun Wukong had a lot of good things on him.

If he could serve Sun Wukong and make him happy, maybe he would be rewarded with some good things.

Sun Wukong glanced at him and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He's quite capable.

He sat down on the chair and casually draped his legs over the table.

The Hell God immediately made him a cup of tea, "Sir, please have some tea!"

Sun Wukong glanced at the tea and waved his hand, "Leave it there!"

Looking at Sun Wukong's face full of disgust, the God of Hell smiled embarrassedly.

"My lord, this is the best tea here."

"Well, it doesn't matter. I, Old Sun, don't like drinking tea."

Sun Wukong spoke casually, then waved his hand and a jar of fairy wine appeared on the table.

A wine glass also appeared.

The God of Hell immediately understood, stepped forward, opened the wine jar, and prepared to pour a glass for Sun Wukong.

As soon as he opened the wine jar, the mellow aroma of wine mixed with rich spiritual energy floated to his nose.

He couldn't help but take a few more puffs, looking intoxicated.

What kind of wine is this?

Why does it taste so fragrant?

If he could have a sip, he would be willing to exchange his annual salary for it.

Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Sun Wukong closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying the scent of the fairy wine.

He rapped his hand on the table.

Two crisp "knock knock" sounds were heard.

The God of Hell immediately came to his senses and looked at the half-smile in Sun Wukong's eyes.

His face flushed red, and he felt extremely embarrassed.

"Um, sir, I didn't mean it. I was a little..."

"Are you a little greedy?"

Sun Wukong looked at him. If he wanted a drink, he wouldn't be so stingy.

It's just a glass of drink.

"No, Xiaoxian doesn't dare."

He waved his hands quickly and swallowed frantically.

He silently said to himself, he is not greedy, he is not greedy.

He has drunk a lot of fine wine and is not greedy.

"It's okay if you don't feel greedy. Pour me some wine. If you serve me well, I'll give you a few sips."

Sun Wukong glanced at him indifferently, clearly looking extremely greedy.

He pretended to be calm and said he didn't want to drink.

Hearing that he praised the waiter for his good service and gave himself a few sips, the God of Hell felt a little happy.

Just a few sips of the spiritual energy in this magical wine is equivalent to a panacea.

He definitely got a bargain!

Sun Wukong is so generous!

Thinking of this, he smiled even more flatteringly, "Sir, don't worry, I will serve you well!"

As he spoke, he began to pour wine for Sun Wukong.

Every time Sun Wukong drank a cup, he would pour a cup, never letting a drop of the immortal wine spill.

Smelling the aroma of wine, he also looked intoxicated.

Five days passed in a flash, and there were no less than six empty wine jars in the room.

Sun Wukong was also a little drunk.

He didn't use his magic to remove the drunkenness, but thought it was fine this way.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the mission of listening to advice and becoming the Prison God]

[Reward: a colorful treasure chest]

The sound of the system completely eliminated the slight drunkenness he had felt.