Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"That's not quite right,"

Jiang Wudao retorted, "What Ming Lun taught us was that unity is paramount. Although the principal divided us into six teams, it was certainly not meant for us to operate independently."

"Even though a larger number might increase our chances of being discovered, I still say there's strength in numbers. Plus, we're completely unfamiliar with this place. If we split up, there would be no one to watch our backs. There is no signal here; contacting each other won't be easy."

"Su Jie, what do you think?"

After a moment of contemplation, Su Jie glanced at Meng Yunfeng and said, "Meng Yunfeng feels this way probably due to his personality; he doesn't much like bustling places. So, I and Meng Yunfeng will move separately. You guys stick together first."

"After all, Meng Yunfeng is right. If we all stay together, it's likely we could all be captured at once."

"Keep in mind, the Cultivation World is teeming with powerful beings."

Jiang Wudao was puzzled; this didn't seem like Su Jie's usual style.

But considering that Meng Yunfeng indeed suffered from social anxiety, he assumed Su Jie was taking Meng Yunfeng's feelings into account and suddenly felt disgust towards Meng Yunfeng, "Having said that, we should still leave this forest first and find a village or town in the outside world before anything else."

"That sounds good," Su Jie nodded in agreement.

Meng Yunfeng didn't object further, but a fleeting trace of bloodshot appeared in his eyes, unnoticed by anyone except for Su Jie. They merely felt a chill down their spines, as if a catastrophic beast had set its sights on them.

"Be careful, this forest might be dangerous," Feng Yuxuan, whose senses were the second sharpest after Su Jie's, cautioned the others.

Swish swish!

Walking on damp leaves, they all moved cautiously, but the thick underbrush was troublesome, some even carrying odd poisons that caused the skin of Du Ziteng and Ye Fan, the two girls, to redden for about two minutes.

However, it lasted only two minutes, as their immune systems quickly recognized the toxins from the Cultivation World's poisonous plants and returned to normal.

After two hours, they finally emerged from the small woodland and came upon a river about twenty meters wide. Following the river, they eventually found a village.

The village was situated by the river, with forty to fifty households and nearby fields that seemed recently planted with something similar to rice.

"It seems, this place isn't much different from the typical rural areas on Earth, perhaps even more backward," Li Ziming remarked with a grimace, "Spiritual energy is nothing but an insulator to ordinary people."

Luo Xiang looked at the houses built of yellow mud and thatch and analyzed, "This place is in a feudal society with extremely low productivity. Even if this world's two-dimensional space is filled with abundant spiritual energy, as you said, ordinary people can't benefit from it. The only advantage is that living here for generations has made them have higher vitality than those on Earth."

Su Jie confirmed, "Correct. Roughly around 0.6, which is 0.1 higher than Earth's average human vitality of 0.5 over twenty years ago."

"By logic, it shouldn't be just this much."

"The only possibility is that they are underfed, possibly having just two meals a day."

Jiang Wudao, however, didn't care much about the local people's lives, "Ancient societies with undeveloped technology are quite normal. They are mere commoners, not even poor scholars."

Su Jie sighed, "The dynasties of this world maintain the people, just as the Heavenly Dao sustains all beings, and saints shepherd their followers. Although the dynasties do not require their souls and beliefs, they still fool them, depriving them of their thoughts. Most of the grain they toil to produce must be taken away."

Meng Yunfeng remained silent.

While Jiang Wudao and the others quickly moved on, his thoughts were deep, even filled with profound sadness.

He believed he concealed these emotions well, but Su Jie clearly perceived them, leading him to speculate, "Earlier, Meng Yunfeng showed a fleeting murderous intent towards me, Jiang Wudao, and others. Now with such complex feelings, could he be an undercover from the Cultivation World?"

Unfortunately, while Su Jie could sense emotions and deduce thoughts from slight hints, this was merely an application of psychology.

He did not know the Mind Reading Technique.

Furthermore, as an excellent student, Meng Yunfeng also understood psychology, minimizing his expressive actions, making it nearly impossible to tell what he was truly thinking.

As Jiang Wudao was about to head to the village, he was quickly stopped by an alert Su Jie, "What are you planning to do?"

Jiang Wudao, already having a plan, was frank, "To scout out the situation, get some suitable clothes, and find out where the county town is. We can't stay in this small village."

"No, we can't just go over there like this."

Su Jie shook his head, "First, our language is different from theirs. If we go hastily, it could cause a stir, but more likely, it would expose our whereabouts."

"At least, before we mingle with the crowd, we must dress similarly to the locals."

Jiang Wudao frowned, "That's difficult."

It's hard to cook without rice.

Although they all carried storage-type treasures, these contained only essentials for wilderness survival, like food and tents—not a sewing machine.

And even if someone had brought one, there was no fabric.

At this moment, Meng Yunfeng took out his Qiankun Bag and from it, he produced a wardrobe five meters high and three and a half meters wide, filled with various ancient costumes.

"If you don't mind, you can wear my clothes," he offered.

The others looked at him quizzically. FindthetranslationonMV&LEMPYR.

Who would have thought that this aloof guy would actually enjoy ancient costume cosplay.

In the wardrobe, there were scholar robes, Taoist robes, and close-fitting loose martial robes, made of a material similar to cotton linen, but definitely not cotton linen - it felt silky smooth to the touch, almost like silk.

No one asked further, but picked suitable clothes for their physique. The two girls also cross-dressed, picking out scholar robes, and then pulled out makeup mirrors to start touching up their cheeks.

After Du Ziteng and Ye Fan finished applying their makeup, their fair complexions were gone, replaced by a healthier wheat color, and their faces also underwent some changes. They no longer looked like the soft features of a girl; their gender was hard to discern.

The Asian makeup artistry was truly impressive!

Li Ziming moved closer and cheekily asked, "Tell me the truth, is this your real appearance?"

Bang!

Du Ziteng and Ye Fan punched simultaneously, knocking Li Ziming to the ground, his forehead veins throbbing:

"Do you know how to speak?"

"If you want to die, just say it. I won't refuse you."

Li Ziming begged for mercy, "I spoke out of turn."

After the playful banter, the group headed towards the village...

...

At the same moment, Sun Shisheng arrived at the headquarters of the Tao Demon Alliance.

Here, mighty mountains soared into the clouds, stretching endlessly for millions of miles.

Birds chirped in the forest, beasts strolled through the woods.

Among the swirling mists, cultivators were flying on swords or traveling in boats, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Sun Shisheng looked into the distance and saw nine great mountains standing out among the multitude, towering above the sea of clouds, stretching for millions of miles.

Lucky clouds wound around them, and the golden divine radiance of the sun and moon shrouded an area of a million miles.

The mountains were covered with spiritual medicine and sacred trees, with spiritual energy in the nearby two-dimensional space being tens of thousands of times denser than in other areas!

On top of the nine immortal mountains, splendid palaces were layered one after another, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. In front of the mountain peaks, an incredibly magnificent mountain gate stood towering in the sea of clouds, adorned with three golden characters.

"Tao Demon Alliance"

This place was exactly the immortal mountain sect established by Meng Daozhen, uniting the cultivation world and Tao demon realms!

Outside the mountain gate, hundreds of sect disciples guarded it, half dressed in black and half in white, opposing each other yet focused forward in unity.

"This place, compared to my Shuilian Cave, falls a bit short." Sun Shisheng quietly assessed, then used the Invisibility Skill and strutted into the mountain gate.

The disciples on both sides, as if blind, could neither see Sun Shisheng's figure nor hear his voice, letting him walk through.

After entering the mountain gate, Sun Shisheng looked up and discovered there were three thousand steps to the grand hall above him, he couldn't help but exclaim, "This place is really built with exaggerated grandeur."

Leaping upwards, he instantaneously crossed the distance of three thousand steps and arrived at the grand square above.

Here, too, were palaces extending for thousands of miles.

"It could actually compare to a celestial palace in the heavens, though it is a bit cluttered," Sun Shisheng assessed as he stepped into the towering palace near the sky's limit, surveying the lavish decorations and wandering aimlessly until he arrived at the training room.

The room was arranged with a formation; it looked small from the outside but was another universe altogether inside, like a small world.

The leader of the Tao Demon Alliance, Meng Daozhen, was here communicating with the Heavenly Dao of the cultivation world, seeking to harness more power to launch an attack on the Taixu Illusory Realm in three years.

Zzzap!

Meng Daozhen suddenly opened his eyes and saw Sun Shisheng standing in front of him. Without time to think about how he got in, he used the Great Emperor's Seal.

Heaven, Earth, Man, Heart, Water, Fire, Wind, Thunder.

The eight seals, together with the Dream Seal, evolved into the Nine Great Emperors' Law Manifestations, and together with Meng Daozhen himself, there were ten champions at the peak of Manifestation Saint, surrounding Sun Shisheng.

"Applause!"

Sun Shisheng calmly clapped his hands, admiring, "Impressive! Combining the Heart Emperor's Seal with the Eternal Supreme Scripture to cultivate the Nine Law Manifestations, unrivaled at the same level."

"Forgotten?"

Meng Daozhen also clarified Sun Shisheng's realm at this point, his brow furrowing, "How did you get in here? If you tell the truth, I might still spare your life."

"Sorry, trespassing in one's home was wrong on my part, but if it involves capturing a criminal, it's a different matter," Sun Shisheng chuckled and took out a very ordinary-looking hemp rope.

With a flick, the hemp rope seemed to come to life, tying up all nine Law Manifestations...