Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"Su Jie, we meet again," Li Ziming greeted Su Jie with familiarity and then pointed at the other five people, saying, "Don't you think their names either belong to protagonists or poets? Or maybe they're just puns and don't sound like real names?"

"A bit," Su Jie nodded, "Especially the name Luo Xiang, which is well-known. He promotes legal education on the quick-video platforms and is one of the few who spreads positive energy."

Before Luo Xiang could react, Ye Fan, standing nearby, frowned and said, "Isn't my name more renowned?"

Looking at the girl, Su Jie shook his head and replied, "Sorry, but I'm not well-informed."

Jiang Wudao interjected, "It's the name of a novel's protagonist that was released six months ago. It's quite popular and even spawned a fantasy realm within the Taixu Illusory Realm."

With an apologetic look, Su Jie added, "I'm sorry, Ye Fan. I haven't really read online literature since middle school."

For him, online literature was a chapter of his youth.

Ye Fan, not minding his response, chuckled and said, "The only reason I follow 'Covering the Sky' is because the protagonist shares my name. Moreover, the cultivation system in that book is quite intriguing. The fantasy realm in the future could evolve into reality, which could be a supreme method."

"A fantasy realm evolving into reality?" Su Jie paused, thinking of the fantasy realm where Zhang Muzhi resided.

"You might not know this, given that you have only been in the inner court for a year," Ye Fan said, touching her smooth chin, "All fantasy realms within the Taixu Illusory Realm can potentially evolve into real worlds. The headmaster Ming Lun has an unfathomable power to turn falsehood into reality with just a flick of his wrist."

Su Jie twitched his lips. He had never heard before that one could turn a fictional world into an actual physical world.

Soon, another person arrived, dressed in a Tang suit—a young man.

"Meng Yunfeng, I didn't expect you passed the test as well. It seems we all underestimated you," Jiang Wudao remarked recognizing the young man. He smiled as he introduced him to Su Jie, "This is Meng Yunfeng, my classmate. He's rather aloof and doesn't talk much."

"Hello, Meng Yunfeng," Su Jie greeted him.

"Mm."

True to Jiang Wudao's words, Meng Yunfeng was aloof, merely nodding slightly in response before sitting down to meditate and paying no heed to the others.

Feng Qianzang huffed, "I don't like this guy."

The Feng Family had once tried to recruit Meng Yunfeng.

Considering Meng Yunfeng's impoverished and orphaned background, he should have been an easy recruit. Yet, he possessed a pride etched into his soul, completely ignoring their overtures.

Moreover, his capabilities were not to be underestimated. Although he had never defeated any of them, none had managed to defeat him either.

Beyond that, Meng Yunfeng had an eager thirst for learning, especially in history and science, verging on obsession. He often sat in the library, reading.

This behavior was common among external court students, while internal court students usually immersed themselves in educational fantasy realms, which, with their direct method of teaching, provided much more efficient learning than studying alone.

Thus, most people who knew Meng Yunfeng considered him an eccentric throwback.

His aloofness made him difficult to approach.

"Twelve of you passed, not bad," Sun Shisheng suddenly appeared before the twelve individuals and congratulated them while clapping his hands, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Headmaster, may I ask, what were the criteria to pass the previous trials?" Su Jie inquired.

"Firstly, one's vitality needed to reach above 5. Secondly, if one exhausted all methods and managed to defeat a standard third-round opponent, possessing a vitality of 20 and wielding a flying sword, then they were considered to have passed," Sun Shisheng explained, not holding back any information.

"However, if you passed the third round, there would be a fourth and a fifth round to test the limits of your potential."

"Most of you passed the third round by deploying various tactics to battle beyond your level."

"Among you, Su Jie, you reached the ninth round, where you perished alongside a cultivator in the Sit Forget Realm with a vitality of 80, marking you as the strongest among them."

This statement shocked everyone present.

Su Jie reached the ninth round?!

Meng Yunfeng also looked at Su Jie, this seemingly inscrutable individual proving to be incredibly strong.

Even though the testing cultivators only had their cultivation and a flying sword, according to the mental cultivation system, a vitality of 80 corresponding to the Sit Forget Realm seemed impossible for Su Jie, merely in meditation, to fight to a deathmatch. Was there a special magical item involved?

Impossible!

Meng Yunfeng immediately dismissed the thought.

Even with a special magical item, it was impossible to reach the ninth round. Even he could only just barely manage a one-on-one exchange with a fourth-round cultivator of vitality 30.

How could Su Jie be so exceptional?

Yet, no matter what, this presented a formidable challenge!

"Alright, next, I will take you to the Cultivation World," Sun Shisheng clapped his hands, drawing the attention of those gathered around Su Jie, "In the Cultivation World, we will spend some time. I presume you are all prepared since you have decided to participate."

Meng Yunfeng took a step forward and, to everyone's surprise, said, "To learn of the Dao in the morning, one could die in the evening without regret."

This is the will most steadfast in seeking the path!

Su Jie could not help but become solemn.

Jiang Wudao, however, found it strange and wondered why this guy had suddenly spoken up. Did he want to show off in front of the principal?

Sun Shisheng spoke with heavy significance, "Then, as you wish."

The gate to the Cultivation World slowly opened, and everyone felt a dazzling light before arriving in another world altogether.

Huge trees formed the forest, each over one hundred and fifty meters tall. The birds perched on the treetops were also massive, the smallest being thirty centimeters long. Various insects were countless.

This was just an ordinary jungle in the Cultivation World, but on Earth, it would already be a primeval wilderness, unpopulated.

"Is this the Cultivation World?" Su Jie curiously surveyed his surroundings but did not feel any Spiritual Energy. Instead, it was like Earth, void of spiritual essence.

Only with Primordial Respiration could one attract the Spiritual Energy of Two-Dimensional Space for one's true cultivation.

But Su Jie possessed that unique breathing technique, along with the divine visualization of the Primordial Spirit he had fortuitously acquired. He was thus extremely sensitive to the presence of Spiritual Energy around him.

"Yes, this is indeed a small forest in the Cultivation World," Sun Shisheng confirmed Su Jie's statement, "However, I have temporarily blocked all outside influences and created a transparent barrier to prevent the heavenly will of this realm from detecting us."

"Although the heavenly will was severely damaged by the assault on the Taixu Illusory Realm, its fundamental rules are still in operation."

"To give an example, the heavenly will is like server software, and we outsiders are like Heavenly Demons from beyond its domain, viruses meant to be erased by the heavenly will."

"Even more, once a native of the Cultivation World kills one of us, they can receive the favor of the heavenly will, even directly gaining cultivation, enhancing their spirit and energy."

After thinking, Jiang Wudao said, "It sounds a bit like leveling up in an online game, except the players are the natives of this Cultivation World, and we invaders are the monsters to be slain."

The so-called Cultivation World is essentially a massive online game.

Following that idea, could one fool the heavenly will by disguising as a native of the Cultivation World, and could one receive its favor by killing one's fellow Earthlings?

Of course, that was definitely possible!

However, no one brought this up.

Everyone was well aware, but Ming Lun's teachings would not allow them to turn their blades on their own kin unless there was deep-seated enmity between them.

Like Jiang Wudao, if it had been in the past, he might have tried to trap Su Jie. But now—fortunately, he had reconciled with Su Jie. Otherwise, he himself would have been the one sacrificed to the heavenly will as an offering.

"Your analogy is quite apt," Sun Shisheng agreed with Jiang Wudao's statement, "Therefore, we must be cautious in concealing our identities while acting here."

"After all, if you die, you truly die, unlike in the illusionary realm where you can revive infinitely."

"If you wish to leave, I can send you back."

Meng Yunfeng spoke resolutely, "I will not back down." Cha-p.t.er$ p.r@ovid%ed+ via M@|V|L@@E*MP.YR.&

Jiang Wudao and the others naturally would not back down either.

Having come all this way, how could they possibly return empty-handed?

Moreover, the principal certainly must have a way to cover their identities as foreigners.

Satisfied, Sun Shisheng nodded, then grasped the air, capturing a fist-sized misty gas cluster with infinite color changes, dreamlike and illusory.

"This is a wisp of the heavenly will of this realm. I have confined it here to refine identities for you all."

With that, the colorful air stream split into twelve strands, each condensing into a small thumb-sized sphere, which Sun Shisheng placed into the foreheads of the twelve people.

Simultaneously, Sun Shisheng also dispelled the barrier.

In an instant, everyone truly came into contact with the environment of the Cultivation World.

Others didn't feel much different, just sensing that the air was fresher than on Earth. However, Su Jie truly sensed the boundless Spiritual Energy of Two-Dimensional Space.

With each breath, it continuously surged into his body, enhancing his foundation.

At this rate, he estimated that in just three months, all his cells would be saturated, and then he could condense the sacred embryo and ascend to Primordial Respiration!

Jiang Wudao frowned slightly, "I have a feeling, as if I've formed some vague connection with the heavenly will of this realm. It feels intimate, yet slightly discordant."

"You'll get used to it," Sun Shisheng said with a slight smile. "The Taixu Illusory Realm is my creation. I have also said that besides us, whoever ascends to the Primordial Respiration first will be granted the final ten percent authority over the Taixu Illusory Realm. You all are the most likely candidates for ascent, and I hold great expectations for you."

All twelve were heartened!

Even Su Jie, deep inside, felt a trace of longing!

"Su Jie, this time, I will not lose to you!" Jiang Wudao looked at Su Jie with a competitive heart, "As strong as you are, it will be much easier for us to ascend to Primordial Respiration than for you."

Confident, Su Jie swung his fist, "Then let's wait and see."