Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"This guy is very dangerous!"

Zhang Manman discarded her bow and arrow and drew a long sword, "The main problem is his magical treasure. As for vitality, he has at most 3."

Su Jie had also understood the situation.

The youth with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes might really be a cultivator.

Beheading someone from thousands of miles away—

These words were no exaggeration.

The magical treasure was excessively powerful.

If one said that the weapons used by players were cold weapons, then the cold weapons used by cultivators were only cold in appearance but actually high-energy explosive weapons.

This was a dimensionality reduction attack!

However, this didn't mean the youth would definitely win.

Such a powerful weapon definitely shouldn't be something a youth with only about 3 vitality could wield; it was like an infant swinging a hammer or holding a musket.

Though it could be used, the burden must have been great.

At the very least, that strike just now couldn't have been without any cost.

"Hmph! Two men and two women, plus a black slave living on the Flame Continent!"

The youth stood on a black disc, a wicked smile playing at his lips, "Being able to dodge my strike shows you've got some skills. Just right to serve as sacrifices for my Path of Slaughter, just like those other guys who turned into boxes for some unknown reason."

Having said that, the youth spat out thirty-five silver spheres, which transformed into thirty-five flying swords, adding the one in his hand, made exactly thirty-six.

This was the Mother-Child Sword: Bloodslaughter!

The youth released the sword in his hand as the center, leading the other thirty-five flying swords hurtling towards the people like arrows, making them impossible to guard against.

Chen Tian Yuzi was the first to be breached, his heart pierced, turning into a box.

"Tsk!"

"What exactly are you guys? Could it be that you're boxes come to life?"

The youth's thirty-six Mother-Child Swords, forged in the way of slaughter, could enhance their own strength by killing others and absorbing a part of their cultivation or use the flesh and blood of the enemies to nourish the flying swords, continually upgrading their quality.

He thought he had encountered some incredible fortune when he suddenly arrived in this place, only to be attacked by a bunch of non-Foundation Establishment beings.

Then, he realized that apart from dressing oddly, all these Foundation Establishment people were Loose Cultivators without any magical treasures.

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Thus, he immersed himself in slaughtering.

But what he couldn't understand was why, after killing so many, his cultivation hadn't enhanced at all, not even replenishing the energy he had used, and the flying swords hadn't improved either.

Then he realized that all those he had killed had turned into boxes.

One could only imagine how frustrated he felt then.

Fortunately, the place where he had arrived housed an Ice-Fire Spiritual Pool, the released Ice-Fire Spiritual Energy not only replenished his energy but also trained his body.

If his cultivation had been higher, he might have directly entered Body Refinement.

Unfortunately—

"Wait, how did I suddenly start thinking about these things?"

The disc under the youth's feet trembled, snapping him back to reality, his gaze suddenly fixing on Su Jie.

"Strong aura, Mid-Late Foundation Establishment Stage, approaching Golden Core?"

With a flourish of his arms, four of the thirty-six swords targeted Zhang Manman and Jos, while the remaining thirty-two hurtled towards Su Jie.

"Was I discovered?"

Su Jie kept leaping, catching a glimpse of the black disc under the youth slightly flashing a light, realizing it had a Soul-Calming effect.

His own hypnotism had been broken by that thing.

"This is a bit troublesome."

Avoiding the flying swords, Su Jie had absolutely no way to close the distance with the opponent and, under these circumstances, he also couldn't execute his mind-manipulating energy techniques that interfere with reality.

This wasn't a ring fight; there were no rules.

The opponent was intent on killing him.

Even if he managed to confuse the opponent, the thirty-six flying swords wouldn't just suddenly stop because of the opponent's confusion.

Even if that guy lost control over the flying swords, under the influence of inertia, a mutual destruction scenario was still possible.

This wasn't like in the movies where the enemy loses will, and the flying swords and knives suddenly "obey" Newton's laws and drop straight down to the ground.

Although flying swords were controlled by the mind, in this process, the mind also played the role of push and support.

If the concentration suddenly dissipated, the support would instantly disappear, but not the push, making the flying swords behave like arrows shot from a loosed bow, certainly moving in a parabola, not just falling straight to the ground.

If Su Jie used mental tricks, like the simple hypnosis he had just attempted, that guy had a mind-stimulating treasure which made it ineffective.

Merging the mind with energy, evolving illusions—

In this process, Su Jie's movements would become much slower; he had not yet reached the realm where thoughts gave rise to myriad phenomena.

His movements could be slow, but the flying swords would not.

Thus, Su Jie could only focus on dodging, not having enough time to execute his techniques.

Now, his only thought was one word—drag.

He felt his guess must be right; the opponent hadn't used that kind of sword light that could stir up kilometers again, probably because the consumption was too great.

Moreover, that kind of sword light also needed the element of surprise to be effective.

"Pfft!"

Jos was the second to fall, turning into a box.

The two swords dealing with Jos also joined the ones targeting Su Jie, forcing Su Jie to further speed up his dodging of thirty-four flying swords.

"It's getting more and more troublesome."

Su Jie dodged a flying sword that zipped past his ear and seized the opportunity to grab it, swinging forcefully at the other swords.

Bang!

Sparks flew everywhere!

Three or four flying swords were repelled, but the one in his hand kept trembling, disrupting his Qi-Blood and movements, forcing him to throw it away.

"Su Jie, is there any way out?"

Zhang Manman, struggling against those two flying swords, even removed her warm clothing to become more agile.

"Tsk, what a woman of the world." The young man examined Zhang Manman's attire with great interest, though his face was already pale.

Controlling thirty-six flying swords, plus the black disc beneath his feet, was a considerable burden on him.

We must end this quickly!

Realizing this, the young man added the two swords targeting Zhang Manman to those targeting Su Jie.

To capture the thieves, capture the king first!

Eliminate this fellow nearing the Golden Core first, that early-stage woman poses no threat!

With this thought, the young man brought his fingers together, and the thirty-six flying swords returned to his side, swirling around him, condensing into a pure white stream of light.

This white was supremely pure!

Without any murderous intent or coldness, it was nothing but endless energy, emanating a sacred aura.

The thirty-six Mother-Child Bloodshed Swords, born from slaughter, but joined together, conveyed a sense of sanctity and vastness.

Every extreme must lead to its opposite!

Creation from yin and yang!

"Beyond this point."

As Su Jie reflected, his gaze intense,

a lofty pillar of light, fifty meters in diameter, ascended as the young man screamed frantically--

"Die!"

A vast expanse of white, carrying destructive power, assaulted Su Jie!

"Su Jie!"

Zhang Manman shouted, but the pillar covered Su Jie's figure, causing a massive explosion that generated endless airflow, blasting her away.

And the young man suffered too.

The force of the reaction affected him; the treasure beneath his feet did not protect him from the shock of the explosion, pushing him nearly a thousand meters before he was able to stop.

"Cough cough!"

"Was my emotion a bit off just now... Did he influence my spirit again?"

The young man's face paled further, but he smiled, "However, this was my first time using this move. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. That guy must be dead."

Looking at the almost-collapsed crater of Ice Fire Mountain a kilometer away, confidence shone in the youth's eyes.

Although he had expended a lot, as long as the Soul-Calming Shuttle under his feet remained, he would have the ability to fly, and the people below couldn't attack him.

"Phew—"

Just as the young man was about to search for Zhang Manman's whereabouts, a figure broke through the snowy fog.

It was Su Jie!

He was charred all over, and due to extreme speed, the friction with the air caused his wounds to rupture, turning him into a blood-covered figure, resembling both a god and a demon.

Boom!

Leaping into mid-air as if there was nothing to leverage, but Su Jie suddenly stamped his feet, creating ripples in mid-air, allowing him to find leverage again.

"Madman!"

The young man saw Su Jie, shocked that he was still alive and even more shocked that he was expending all his body's potential, unleashing all his power, to step through mid-air with just Foundation Establishment strength.

This was completely cutting off his own potential future!

Since he's still alive, why isn't he hiding? Why does he want a fight to the death?

The young man became fearful, wanting to flee.

But he knew, facing the opponent's suicidal strike, if he turned around, he might die even faster.

So, he hurriedly communicated with the thirty-six flying swords to chase from the giant pit, hoping to halt Su Jie's advance.

However, Su Jie, having unleashed all his potential, exploded in speed again, stepping through the air in one stride, and stepping eight times consecutively, each step generating thunder, vibrating the void.

"What?!"

The young man was terrified!

This was his last expression.

In his eyes, Su Jie appeared like an ancient god or demon, holding thunder, raising it above his head, and striking down towards his forehead.

Heaven eradicates, Earth annihilates!

In that moment, the young man recollected his own life—being identified as capable of cultivating immortality, leaving his parents, entering into the sect, learning Immortal Law, traveling outside, acquiring the Mother-Child Bloodshed Sword, slaying villains, discovering ways to enhance cultivation, secretly hunting highly cultivated righteous individuals, straying onto the wrong path...

"So, this is retribution?"

The young man muttered as his head shattered, losing all consciousness, his body transforming into a silver-white rectangular box.

With his last bit of energy, Su Jie grabbed the box, falling along with it.

Luckily, the spot they fell was the steep slope of Ice Fire Mountain. The box made contact with the slope and slid down leveraging the impact, saving the last drop of blood in Su Jie's battered body.

Zhang Manman naturally saw the falling box and the blood-covered figure, quickly opened the boxes of Chen Tian Yuzi and Jos, took the critical items, especially the vampire hearts, then hurriedly ran towards the other side of the crater.

Such noise might likely attract other players...