Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"Fine! Nine million then!" Jiang Wuxing gritted his teeth, his gaze toward Su Jie as if he were looking at a detestable profiteer.

"Don't look at me with those eyes. I'm just an ordinary person. You're the one with the illustrious upbringing," Su Jie chuckled as he initiated the second round of hypnosis for Jiang Wuxing.

When Jiang Wuxing woke up again, Su Jie's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Not even a word before leaving."

Complaining, Jiang Wuxing felt his own Mental Realm and couldn't help but clench his fists. "The physical body in the outside world should also be affected, since it's my Mental Realm that has been elevated."

At this moment, he had entered the third stage of deep sleep.

"Great Form of All Things, are you alright?" Bai, who had been kneeling at the front door the whole time, raised his head with a worried expression.

"It's nothing. You may go attend to your duties."

Jiang Wuxing offered some encouragement and then entered the house. He exited the Primordial World and, feeling a void in his physical body, hurried off to the kitchen to order a lavish nutritional meal prepared by a hired chef.

Taiji rice, beast meat from the Primordial Star, Spirit Fruits, essence of Moon Spirit, essence of Sun Glow, and such were processed by the chef into delicacies served before Jiang Wuxing.

Jiang Wuxing swallowed his saliva, abandoning his usual dignified composure for sheer gluttony, devouring the food until his mouth was greasy.

"Watch your manners."

At that moment, Jiang Mingxin walked in to find his son eating so crudely, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"I was just hungry," Jiang Wuxing replied dismissively, continuing to eat until he belched contentedly, then slowly set down his eating utensils.

Jiang Mingxin looked at the disarray on the table, had someone clean it up, and asked Jiang Wuxing, "Has your Mental Realm advanced?"

Jiang Wuxing nodded, "Yes, it reached the third stage of deep sleep."

"Good!"

Putting aside Jiang Wuxing's unsightly eating just moments before, Jiang Mingxin said excitedly, "You truly are my son! Even Jiang Wudao couldn't compare to you at your age."

As for nephew Jiang Wudao, Jiang Mingxin held no fondness for him. Despite having helped with plans and strategies, he was treated with disrespect and accused of being short-sighted.

To this day, he was still somewhat marginalized by the Jiang Family Corporation.

If this continued, the vast Jiang Corporation might eventually fall completely into Jiang Mingde's hands, leaving him no choice but to strike out on his own.

Therefore, Jiang Wuxing was his only hope.

Jiang Wuxing glanced at his father and said somewhat speechlessly, "What does this have to do with you? It's my own effort."

Jiang Mingxin stated sternly, "I want to warn you, you must grow quickly, or you will always be overshadowed by Jiang Wudao, unable to make a name for yourself."

Jiang Wuxing responded, "Understood, I know what I'm doing."

Meanwhile.

Back in the Primordial Star, Su Jie also returned to the Xuan Tribe, bringing relief to Wu Xuan and the others.

"Divine Envoy, you're finally back. We thought you wouldn't return," Wu Xuan said joyously, knowing everything would be alright as long as the Divine Envoy stayed with the tribe.

"I won't leave as long as you don't need me," Su Jie said with a light smile.

"How could we ever not need the Divine Envoy?" Wu Xuan said in panic, quickly kneeling down with others, bowing ceaselessly, fearing they had offended Su Jie.

"Get up,"

Su Jie turned and headed for the cave, "Although we have the meat from the fanged pigs, there are many in the tribe and no stored grains. This winter will still be tough."

"Starting tomorrow, send people to gather wild vegetables, fruits, and grains to get us through the upcoming winter."

"Also, the seeds you have stored absolutely must not be eaten. Otherwise, we won't be able to plant next year."

One of the farmers immediately said, "I will make sure the seeds are preserved and prevent anyone from stealing them. If someone dares to, they will be expelled from the tribe, never to return."

"Expelling them is rather severe. Just have them farm a few extra acres next year," Su Jie shook his head.

"We will heed the Divine Envoy's teachings," XN

Wu Xuan and the others bowed again···

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Opening his eyes, Su Jie sat up from the bed and sighed, "Being worshipped by people doesn't feel quite right."

He didn't like being placed on a pedestal.

Taking out his smartphone, he opened the martial arts school's official APP to check on any events at Ming Lun in the past three days and discovered a new notification—Taixu Martial Display.

This Taixu Martial Display wasn't a competition among Ming Lun students, but rather, it involved selecting NPCs from various illusory realms to compete against each other. TheoriginalsourceisM|V|L5EMPYR.

"A martial competition using NPCs from illusory realms?" Su Jie pondered while stroking his chin, "The characters from these realms, similar to various super intelligent AIs, particularly those from fantasy worlds, may have vague descriptions in books, but brought to life through the realms, might provide some insights for Ming Lun students."

With this thought, Su Jie applied online to participate in this Taixu Martial Display.

After successfully registering, countless illusory realms appeared before Su Jie: history, martial arts, fantasy, immortality, romance, science fiction—one could find realms of all kinds.

This was to let Su Jie choose his character.

Once chosen, one could not change.

Su Jie immediately searched for the Illusory Realm he had visited during his history class, wanting to choose Zhang Muzhi.

Although Zhang Muzhi, compared to other characters from martial arts, fantasy, and fairy-tale realms, was weak, very weak, even weaker than the most ordinary characters in other historical Illusory Realms, that courage to demand the sun and the moon to change the sky was certainly no less than those gods and demons in fantasy and fairy-tale worlds.

Taixu Illusory Realm had a rule, which was that the strength of characters from different Illusory Realms, when they battle on the same stage, would be brought to the same level, that is, an average would be taken.

Winning or losing completely depended on each one's methods.

Su Jie believed that with Zhang Muzhi's magnanimity, at equal strength, he would surely be able to defeat everything!

As long as Zhang Muzhi's fiery red will remained unchanged, even if he only knew a simple straight punch, he could still exert mental and energy forces unimaginable to others in the same realm.

However—

[The Zhang Muzhi in this Illusory Realm is no longer an Illusory Realm character, he has already developed his own soul, selection not allowed!]

Seeing this prompt, Su Jie raised an eyebrow, "Having a real soul of his own... Can the Illusory Realm turn into reality? Is this the true meaning of Taixu Illusory Realm?"

"That's all right..."

Su Jie came to terms with it, then he began searching for an Illusory Realm related to Journey to the West.

Why choose Journey to the West?

To become a Buddha, how to tame one's own heart?

A single sentence reveals the true essence of cultivation.

Just four characters, tame the heart.

The heart, extensive as Divine Skills, hence Sun Wukong is also called the heart-monkey.

Everyone's heart is essentially a Sun Wukong, and taming the heart-monkey allows one to become Victorious Fighting Buddha.

Therefore, Su Jie felt that choosing Sun Wukong was a good choice.

But in the numerous Journey to the West-themed Illusory Realms, the Sun Wukongs were almost all brawlers lacking wisdom, leaving only their ferocity.

Su Jie was not surprised, as these realms were evolved from various games, films, and novels, where most portrayals of Sun Wukong depicted him as someone who only knew combat.

In reality, although Sun Wukong was warlike, he did not fight without reason unless something deeply provoked or angered him.

Sun Wukong is the heart-monkey, but he is also wisdom.

Choosing him might also illuminate profound paths of cultivation.

"There is unexpectedly no Illusory Realm based on the hundred-episode Journey to the West!" Su Jie frowned, unable to find the Illusory Realm he wanted meant he could not choose the Sun Wukong from the hundred-episode version.

As a second choice, the closest one was the 1986 version of Journey to the West.

Yet, Su Jie still failed.

Because in this version of the Journey to the West Illusory Realm, almost all the famous fairies, demons, and even mortals had already been reserved by other students.

"It seems that choosing characters from Journey to the West is not going to work; it looks like I need to find another one." Su Jie continued browsing through the Illusory Realms and finally settled on one, still Sun Wukong.

This Sun Wukong evolved from "Never Would Have Thought," and since it was a comedy series, nobody had chosen him yet.

One could say that Sun Wukong from this Illusory Realm is a comedic character.

Of course, Su Jie did not believe in any invincibility of comedic characters, as after all, it's all just settings within the confines of a flat surface, not to be taken as reality.

If such comedic characters could use "comedy power" even in reality, then there would only be two possibilities.

The first, this character has really mastered the fundamental powers of the universe but has an eccentric personality, commonly called 'in his own world.'

The second, they exist in a lower dimension where physical laws are very chaotic, hence possessing "I think so power," where anything can happen.

The reason Su Jie chose this Sun Wukong was that even though this Sun Wukong urinated anywhere, had permed hair, and smoked, compared to the other aggressive apes, this one closely resembled the character from the classic in terms of personality.

When Su Jie made his selection, the Sun Wukong from the "Never Would Have Thought" Illusory Realm received the message, frowned, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and exhaled.

"Cough, cough!"

The fat Tang Monk coughed a few times, took the cigarette from Sun Wukong's hand, and said, "Even the Buddha really... Bajie, Sha Seng, the White Dragon Horse were all used to make up the numbers, it's said they lacked one to make it difficult, honestly, I should never have been swayed by Sister Guanyin's persuasion, believing that pilgrimage could grant immortality and even turn me into a handsome man."

"Really—"

Smack!

He didn't finish his sentence before Sun Wukong slapped him to the ground.

"Damn! You bald donkey, dare to snatch my cigarette?"

"Let me tell you, I'm not doing this anymore!"

"Darn!"

Having said that, the social monkey stepped on the fat Tang Monk, laid back leisurely in the pavilion, and did not notice as Tang Monk was tied up by a passing young bull demon.

"Wukong, help me!" Tang Monk screamed, but Sun Wukong did not respond, only suddenly opening his eyes.

"Eh, Great Saint, this is a misunderstanding." The young bull demon awkwardly dropped the rope he was holding and nervously looked at the social monkey.

"Don't worry, help yourself, my master is calling me... Tang Monk, fend for yourself." The social monkey chuckled, his figure instantly disappearing.