Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"From now on, call me Your Majesty!"

"Ahahaha——"

The demon-like laughter abruptly ended.

Zhang Manman had retracted the thoughtform.

"It seems this is a manifestation and exaggeration of a part of your personality," Su Jie laughed. "I didn't expect you to have such a 'chuunibyou' side."

"Who hasn't been frivolous in their youth?" Zhang Manman's face turned red, then quickly returned to normal as she coldly explained herself.

The conversation sifted through and returned to the thoughtform.

Chen Tian Yuzi said, "Is it similar to a special kind of Multiple Shadow Clone?"

"No," Zhang Manman shook her head, "it's not multiple. I can only split off one for now, but it's a bit tougher than a shadow clone."

Chen Tian Yuzi referred to Naruto from Naruto.

However, Zhang Manman's thoughtform was stronger than Naruto's shadow clones,as it wouldn't explode just from a tear.

"If my vitality increases later, maybe I can split into a few more..." Brought to you by the folks at MV|LEMPYR.

Accordingly, various unique personalities would also emerge.

Thinking about this, Zhang Manman felt somewhat resistant.

Those personalities, manifested as thoughtforms, would definitely shatter her established character in the future!

She somewhat didn't want to accept it...

"Let's go, let's hunt other players, this game should end now."

Su Jie was the first to step out of the pharmacy and encountered several players gathering around.

"Su Jie, don't blame us for taking advantage of your weakness, after all, your strength is beyond imagination."

A player stepped forward, seemingly to greet Su Jie.

"This is a competition, no need for that," Su Jie chuckled, "and even if I am injured, you shouldn't be happy because—"

Snap!

In the blink of an eye, Su Jie had moved at an extreme speed into the center of the four people.

The person who had just spoken had already fallen.

"You also shouldn't blame me for taking advantage of someone's weakness, after all, I am injured," Su Jie chuckled, not using his flying sword, defending against the enemies with nothing but his mind, his punches and kicks were like a deer in the mountains, a leopard in the woods.

The last punch was like a rooster crowing at the sky.

With that punch, it seemed as if a rooster pecked down ferociously.

Bang!

The last person felt as if he had become a bug under a peck.

The heavenly gate cracked open, shattered into pieces.

Looking at the neatly arranged boxes on the ground, Zhang Manman exclaimed, "Su Jie, I didn't expect your punching skills to have reached such a level today, especially the state of 'a rooster's crow reveals the white of the world,' which is astonishing."

"That's a boxing intent I grasped and developed from history class and incorporated into my practice," Su Jie explained.

That period of history was all about charging forth with passion and bravery.

Regarding that history, Su Jie had a deeper understanding, thus he refined that particular boxing intent.

A rooster crows, the world sees clarity.

Zhang Manman sighed, "Combining history with one's own style to bring out a new layer of true meaning and state is far more powerful than our straightforward punches."

"Unfortunately, we find it difficult to grasp."

In today's world where the cultivation of the Mental Realm is widespread, people pursue vitality.

But they don't pay much attention to the state of mind.

Because it's somewhat mystical.

Even though Minglun Martial School's various illusionary realms can cast one in a land of wonders, those who truly understand states of mind are still too few.

"It's merely a method of battle and cultivation of the mind," Su Jie laughed, "it's not the great way. The enhancement of the Mental Realm is the true path."

"Speaking of which, Su Jie, what exactly is your Mental Realm like?" Zhang Manman asked.

Not only her, but Jos and Chen Tian Yuzi also gazed intently.

"Specifically, I can't say for sure, but it's definitely not embryonic breathing," Su Jie had discussed his condition with them before, and today, it was much the same rhetoric.

Zhang Manman pouted, "Well, a peculiar realm somewhere between meditation and embryonic breathing, applicable only to you."

This was quite bizarre!

But Su Jie was not starting a new sect or creating a branch of Mental Realm cultivation.

After all, this condition only applied to him.

The four roamed and stopped as they arrived in front of the [modern city] Minglun Martial Pavilion.

Looking at the signboard significantly smaller than Minglun Martial School, Zhang Manman lamented, "This was once the Minglun Martial Pavilion, which started small and eventually became the external Martial School."

Jos also sighed.

Chen Tian Yuzi, however, curiously peered inside through the wide-open door.

The interior was rather spacious, but besides Minglun, there were signs of other martial academies.

Eighteen years ago, although Minglun dominated here, various other martial academies also took root here, co-existing with Minglun.

Nowadays, the masters of these academies had also become teachers, instructors, and directors at Minglun, truly catching a ride on Minglun's swift development.

Of course, among these people, there were a few who attempted ambitious feats beyond their capabilities, aligning with external family forces and international spies to scheme against Minglun... eventually losing their chance.

Regarding this, Minglun did not hide but openly displayed it on their official website. Those interested could look it up.

Su Jie knew a bit about this as well.

However, what he cared more about was the plaque above the doorway.

For some reason, he felt it contained thousands of martial arts, vast, diverse, and profound.

Yet harmoniously intertwined into the words "Minglun."

Zhang Manman noticed Su Jie gazing intently and reminded him, "The rumor has it that back when the school was still a pavilion, the principal personally inscribed it, and this was the plaque."

"Weighted a ton, and no man could lift it!"

"But when the pavilion became a school, this plaque disappeared."

Su Jie's eyes gleamed, yet they were deep, "Perhaps, it didn't disappear but remains in this place."

"You mean..."