Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

Water could not soak it, fire could not burn it.

Wind could not break it, thunder could not split it.

A common hemp rope was able to stand firm among the four elements, isolating water, fire, wind, and thunder, and even the subsequent seals of heaven, earth, humanity, heart, and dreams were bound by it.

The Nine Dignified Dharma Aspects Incarnation was all bound by a single hemp rope, unable to move, whether they tried to enlarge, shrink, or disperse, none of these attempts succeeded, and they could only remain bound.

Seeing his methods unraveled by such an ordinary hemp rope, Meng Daozhen was somewhat surprised, but still looked down upon Sun Shisheng.

"To possess such a treasure, no wonder you dared to come here to me."

Meng Daozhen did not take Sun Shisheng seriously, thinking only that the other party must have many magical treasures to dare to challenge him, yet he did not know the methods of the saints!

With a single thought, the space of the training room changed, transforming into a vast cosmic world, where thousands of galaxies flowed in the void, tranquil and serene.

And Meng Daozhen stood above it all, wearing a purple-gold crown and a yellow robe adorned with nine stars, with countless stars forming an infinite halo behind him, eternal and supreme.

The Nine-Nine Supreme!

"Too ostentatious," Sun Shisheng silently shook his head, "Even the Jade Emperor is not this ostentatious."

"Kneel down!"

Meng Daozhen's enormous spiritual power spread out, pressing towards Sun Shisheng.

But this substantial spiritual force, heavy as Mount Tai, when meeting Sun Shisheng turned into a gentle breeze, brushing past his face, merely causing his long hair to flutter more elegantly.

"Hmm?"

Meng Daozhen's eyes became intensely solemn.

What kind of treasure could withstand his spiritual pressure?

Moreover, he had cultivated the Heart Emperor's Seal and Supreme Immortality Scripture, two peerless divine powers, and was a descendant of the Great Emperor. Even saints of the same level were no match for him in a fight.

"You are definitely not a forgetful sitter!"

Meng Daozhen's eyes became very stern, ready at any moment to obliterate the entire sect.

To him, disciples, followers, and spiritual companions were nothing but resources. If one group died, there would still be another, and with his strength, he could easily rise again.

Besides, it wasn't as if they had died, but rather merged with him, existing together with the divine.

"Forgetful sitter?" Sun Shisheng scoffed, "Isn't the Cultivation World all about Nascent Soul, Divinity Transformation, Mahayana, and the like? How did you change the terminology of the cultivation system?"

A Heavenly Demon from beyond the realm!?

Meng Daozhen's pupils shrank fiercely, "How did you come to the Cultivation World? Through the Taixu Illusory Realm?"

Sun Shisheng did not conceal it, nodding, "Correct, you might not know, but we can actually use the Taixu Illusory Realm to reach any planet or dimension it covers."

Meng Daozhen broke into a cold sweat, but still clenched his fist, throwing a punch.

Thunderous rumble!

With this punch, the nine seals of heaven, earth, humanity, heart, water, fire, wind, thunder, and dreams were all unleashed, rooting in the seal of dreams, supported by the other eight seals, integrated with the Supreme Immortality Scripture, and again evolving the Nine Dignified Dharma Aspects.

However, this time, each Dharma Aspect was a thousand yards tall, holding water and fire, stepping on wind and thunder, surrounded by countless celestial phenomena, overarching the heavens and earth, with nine fists uniting into one, transforming into a dreamscape!

One Dream of Yellow Millet!

This was a boxing technique perfected by Meng Daozhen, one punch thrown could immerse another's spirit in dreams, allowing them to enjoy all of the ultimate pleasures of the world and then age within that ecstasy, turning to nothingness.

It also contained the profound laws of the Dao—the Pathway of Dreams.

In the saintly phase, there are three stages: Law, Great Path, and Virtual Divinity.

These are differentiated based on the quantity and quality of laws one controls.

At the forgetful sitter phase, a cultivator can condense a microcosm into runes, then with countless runes manifesting as laws, they can enter the saintly phase, becoming a Law-level saint.

Afterwards, it involves accumulating laws, transforming them into a Great Path.

It is a matter of continually increasing quantity, and then changing in nature.

Thus, after achieving the forgetful sitter status, Sun Shisheng did not continue any further, for his interest was quite simple in the pathway of [accumulating energy, laws, and Great Paths, then undergoing a transformation], he had none.

His path lay in the Taixu Illusory Realm! In the bursting wisdom of myriad spirits!

At that moment, facing the Pathway of Dreams wielded by One Dream of Yellow Millet, Sun Shisheng merely raised his hand and lightly tapped, effortlessly unraveling and even deciphering the pathway of dreams within this boxing spirit.

Sun Shisheng truly did not cultivate laws, nor condense Great Paths, but that did not mean he did not understand them. In fact, it could be said that with his insight, he understood far more than anyone else in this world.

A mere Great Path is nothing but a transformation of laws; laws are also transformations of runes; and runes are transformations from the microcosms gathered during the forgetful sitter period.

Knowing all this, for Sun Shisheng, operating became very simple; find the weak spot and he could gradually deconstruct the Great Path, turning it into nothingness.

The art lies in the minutiae!

Unfortunately, it seemed that this person in front of him didn't quite understand?

"Impossible!"

Meng Daozhen roared, "My Pathway of Dreams, created by myself, unpracticed by outsiders, how could you easily grasp it? You couldn't possibly understand?"

"Summer insects cannot speak of ice," Sun Shisheng crushed the Pathway of Dreams in his hand, his tone revealing a terrifying calmness, "The so-called Great Path, is nothing but condensing from a microcosm; is it not easy to deconstruct?"

"Is it deconstructing the Great Path? Or perhaps destroying it?" Meng Daozhen was filled with doubt and uncertainty; if it was true, then no matter how many Great Paths he deployed, he couldn't hurt the person before him.

But he immediately calmed down.

The person before him likely had no intention of killing him, since from the beginning until now, he had never made a move to attack; perhaps he wanted to cooperate with him.

Of course, it could also be a case of being overconfident, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"What exactly is your purpose?" Meng Daozhen still stood in the air above, gazing down at Sun Shisheng, his voice cold as he questioned, "If you think I would betray the Cultivation World, it's impossible!"

"Come down and speak."

Sun Shisheng raised his hand slightly and pressed it down, pinning Meng Daozhen from the sky to the ground and causing his face to look extremely ugly!

Nine Supreme!

Eternal Heart!

To be pressed down from the sky by a single hand of the opponent, and without any resistance.

If the opponent were an immense starry sky, he would be but an insignificant drop of water in the ocean of a planet within that starry space, not at all on the same level.

But the realm of the opponent, no matter how he looked at it, was merely Forgetting Oneself!

Could it be that he was pretending to be weak to trap a strong opponent?

But now that he was already fish on the chopping board, was there still a need for such pretense?

Or was it, perhaps, a perverse pleasure?

Seeing Meng Daozhen's expressive and ever-changing face, Sun Shisheng did not respond, merely smiling silently, letting the other party speculate about him.

He was indeed just Forgetting Oneself, yet his power was the entire Taixu Illusory Realm!

"Speak, what do you want?" The stellar halo behind Meng Daozhen shattered, and his yellow robe also transformed into a white cultivator's robe, forcing him to bow his head to Sun Shisheng.

Between life and death, was there still a choice needed?

"Don't make it sound like I am here to rob you," Sun Shisheng curled his lips, "I was just scaring you, and you took it seriously."

Meng Daozhen bared his teeth and glared!

Just scaring him?

Impossible!

Even if that was truly the only intention of the opponent, he was powerless to do anything.

Strength ruled in this world; one could do whatever they wanted.

The law of the jungle was the justice of nature.

Sun Shisheng's brows furrowed slightly as he spoke coldly, "It is precisely this law of the jungle mindset, like that of wild beasts, that makes me feel disgusted and disdainful."

Instantly, Meng Daozhen felt as though he was suppressed by an ancient, monumental peak with no hope of emergence!

This person's philosophy was wholly different from that of the Cultivation World!

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Meng Daozhen had already foreseen the invasion of Heavenly Demons from outside the realm in the future Taixu Illusory Realm, which would surely destroy the entire Cultivation World, erasing all cultivators.

"Rest assured, cultivators will still exist, but the concept of cultivation needs to change. To cultivate is to seek truth, not to become gods or ancestors to harvest the souls of all beings," Sun Shisheng said coldly, "Wisdom, spirit are never meant to be food! I hope you never forget this."

"Yes!"

Meng Daozhen's cold sweat poured out.

Since his enlightenment, he had ceased to sweat like mortals, but now, he had sweat twice, fearing his life hung by a thread.

Looking up again, he saw no trace of Sun Shisheng.

"He left?"

With confusion, Meng Daozhen's heart also relaxed slightly.

"But what exactly did he come for? Really just to scare me?"

"Heavenly Demon . . . "

Danger!

Danger!

Danger!

Three massive "Danger" characters were deeply engraved in his mind, "No, I must hasten my pace, refine the Heavenly Dao earlier, and become a true god!"

The Cultivation World was absolutely no place to stay!

He must achieve True God status as quickly as possible, take his dao companion, and leave. As for becoming the forebear of the Cultivation World, he should abandon this idea for now.

In the chaos of the universe, with its countless planets and endless dimensions, why cling to the Cultivation World?

Even though it was his homeland, he felt no nostalgia whatsoever.

Law of the jungle, heart like a wild beast.

Wherever is suitable for survival, there shall he go, without any lingering attachment, even if it meant abandoning everything for a breakthrough.

...

Sun Shisheng left the mountain gate, looked back at the celestial mountain, and sighed deeply, "Such a celestial mountain and blessed land, yet occupied by beasts, how sad! This chaotic world is but a magnified version of the Northern Jambu Continent, where the law of the jungle prevails without any true virtue."

"Meng Daozhen, Daozhen, such an ironic name."

Shaking his head, he turned and left.

Meanwhile, Su Jie and his companions entered a small village and were warmly welcomed by the villagers, for their attire was clearly beyond the means of those poor families.

Perhaps they were noble sons on a sightseeing trip, chivalrous heroes, or some even speculated that they might be immortals descended from the mountains!

"Gentlemen, this place is called Peach Blossom Village, and I am the village head, Gu Nong." The village head of Peach Blossom Village bowed low and after a deep bow, knelt and kowtowed three times.

This was the etiquette of the lowly seeing the noble.

Involuntarily, Su Jie felt a distaste for the Cultivation World.

Even though feudal dynasties also existed on Earth, according to historical records, ordinary people were not required to perform such grandiose salutations. If such notions were deeply ingrained in people's hearts, then indeed, this world needed liberation.