Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

By this time, three months had passed since Sun Shisheng's "visit," but Meng Daozhen's memory of him remained fresh. Even in a trance, he would still see Sun Shisheng's figure deep within his soul.

"Heart Demon!"

Sun Shisheng had become the flaw in his spirit!

Meng Daozhen would occasionally clench his teeth in anger, trying to eradicate that figure from his mind and solve his Heart Demon.

But only by defeating Sun Shisheng once could he truly resolve it!

Over these three months, he had the Dao Master and the Demon Master, both Vice Alliance Hierarchs, accelerate their efforts. He rallied the mortals to constantly offer tribute to his statue.

He also divided his myriad of thoughts to manifest as a deity, bestowing blessings upon mortals, seizing their faith, intending to use the thoughts of the masses to construct human will, to merge with the will of heaven, and finally, in one fell swoop, refine the Heavenly Dao and achieve the status of a True God!

By then, he would be able to break through the barriers of the Cultivation World, escape this realm, and even before departure, have billions of devoted followers offer themselves, to exist alongside the divine!

"Alliance Hierarch!"

A maidservant in the Sit Forget Realm knelt outside the room and her voice carried inside, "Your son, Meng Yunfeng, has returned. He is currently waiting in the living room, saying he has urgent matters to discuss with you."

"Oh? Meng Yunfeng?"

With a thought, Meng Daozhen recalled Meng Yunfeng's information. "My son with the least talent, wasn't he sent by me to some lifeless planet devoid of Spiritual Energy to fend for himself? How has he returned?"

"And yet—"

His spiritual power covered the entire sect, naturally sensing Meng Yunfeng's realm, which had reached the pinnacle of stability, only a step away from Nascent Soul.

Among his many children, he was not the strongest, but he could rank among the top three!

And his physical perfection and purity of spirit were on par with his eldest son, who had practiced the Eternal Supreme Scripture!

"Did I misjudge?"

"Or did that lifeless planet devoid of Spiritual Energy have some fortuitous encounter that he stumbled upon?"

Pushing open the room door, Meng Daozhen said to the kneeling maidservant, "Rise, let's go see your son."

"Yes!"

The maidservant's voice trembled, showing a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Meng Yunfeng was her son with Meng Daozhen. Unfortunately, being merely a maidservant, she had no say in Meng Yunfeng's fate and could only pray secretly.

Now Meng Yunfeng had returned, and had even reached the Golden Elixir Peak, just a step away from Nascent Soul.

With such cultivation, he would surely be highly valued by Meng Daozhen.

Benefiting from her son's accomplishments, she would certainly regain Meng Daozhen's favor.

In the living room.

Meng Yunfeng stood at the doorstep, recalling his experiences on Earth and the education he received from Ming Lun, only to find that his memories before the age of three were entirely blurred.

Ming Lun seemed more perfect than the Cultivation World!

As this thought surfaced, Meng Yunfeng's somewhat uneasy heart gradually settled, and his gaze firmed up.

"It seems that your gains were not small on that planet devoid of Spiritual Energy, to experience another breakthrough, coming even closer to Nascent Soul," said Meng Daozhen, quietly appearing in the main seat, with a beautiful woman by his side staring intently at Meng Yunfeng, her eyes filled with fervent hope.

Meng Yunfeng glanced at the maidservant, and understood in his heart that she was his mother.

But then—

She had never breastfed him.

She had never changed his diapers.

Could she really be considered his mother?

"Alone on Earth, without the support of parents, I could only rely on friends," Meng Yunfeng solemnly regarded Meng Daozhen, his demeanor neither servile nor overbearing, his spirit shining bright like the sun.

Meng Daozhen's expression darkened slightly, "Earth? Is that the name of that planet? It seems it's not as simple as just a lifeless planet devoid of Spiritual Energy. There's a significant secret there that not only transformed you but also allowed you to return here. I have become quite interested in that planet."

"But let's first talk about your matters."

"Why have you returned? You should know that I exiled you there to let you fend for yourself, without the wish for you to come back. Even if you've transformed, it will only make others say that I, as a father, was blind to your potential."

A chill ran through Meng Yunfeng's heart.

Is this the kinship of a cultivation family?

All based on interest!

Heartless, unrighteous, and no longer intelligent beings, but merely existences striving for cultivation.

Cultivation, cultivation, what truth is there to cultivate?

Meng Yunfeng, recalling the teachings of Ming Lun, agreed more with the notion that sentient beings possess emotions, rather than operating solely on the basis of interest.

"You are wrong, Father," Meng Yunfeng declared, looking straight at Meng Daozhen.

"You've come back just to tell me this?" Meng Daozhen sneered, slowly standing up, appearing like an ascending starry sky, his tremendous pressure enveloping Meng Yunfeng.

Crack! Crack!

Bones quaked, muscles trembled, as if the entire body might collapse at any moment!

"I am not wrong!"

Meng Daozhen said coldly, "Don't think that just because you are my son, you can be so presumptuous!"

"Yunfeng, apologize to your father." A maid hastily spoke up, only to be met with a slap from Meng Daozhen that left her bleeding from a cracked head.

"Are you qualified to interject?" Meng Daozhen asked coldly.

"I beg the Alliance Hierarch for forgiveness!" The maid, disregarding her disfigured face, knelt on the ground, continuously kowtowing, her whole body trembling.

"Hmph!"

However, Meng Daozhen paid her no heed, and with one wave of his hand, the maid, Meng Yunfeng's mother, instantly turned to dust and dissipated into the void.

Meng Yunfeng's fists clenched tightly.

This maid, although she had not raised him, was after all connected by blood as mother and son. Yet Meng Daozhen had just killed her right before his eyes. How could he not be furious?

"Are you angry?" Meng Daozhen sneered contemptuously, looking at the trembling Meng Yunfeng, "That's all you have left, isn't it? Anger. Do you dare to strike?"

Meng Yunfeng gritted his teeth, ready to summon his flying sword, but the powerful aura of the other party pressed on him, making it impossible to move.

The gap in strength was too great!

"Coward!"

With a shout from Meng Daozhen, Meng Yunfeng was blasted out of the hall, even flying beyond the sect gates.

In a daze, Meng Yunfeng heard only one sentence, "Never come back! Otherwise, death!"

Even tigers do not eat their young!

But for Meng Daozhen, the very existence of Meng Yunfeng was a challenge to his authority.

He had exiled Meng Yunfeng to Earth originally because he had no talent, and now his return was a slap in Meng Daozhen's face. To him, whether his child had strong talents was irrelevant. However, if his authority was challenged, the only outcome would be inevitable death. That he left Meng Yunfeng alive was already an act of great mercy.

For the saints, children were dispensable, not indispensable. Furthermore, if devouring their own sons would bring benefits, they would not hesitate to consume the flesh and souls of their own offspring.

"This rebellious son... That planet named Earth must hold some secrets, possibly even being a heritage site left by some great power." Meng Daozhen considered the possibility of Earth being a place of inheritance left by some powerful being but ultimately suppressed the thought of personally opening a passage and going there to investigate.

Now, some Heavenly Demon from beyond this realm existed within the Cultivation World, and he must stay; otherwise, the entire Cultivation World might fall under its rule, and even the will of Heaven could be devoured.

He must not leave the Cultivation World!

However, the intentions of that being from beyond were unfathomable to Meng Daozhen, who could only proceed one step at a time...

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Severely injured, Meng Yunfeng steadied himself, maneuvered the flying sword, and landed in an abandoned mine near the immortal mountain. He took out healing pills to tend to his wounds.

He had come to the Tao Demon Alliance mainly to convey his ideology to Meng Daozhen, but Meng Daozhen was utterly stubborn, making persuasion as difficult as reaching the heavens.

"I was naive; he is a saint, to whom human life is insignificant. Even if she is my mother, if she annoys him, he would not hesitate to slap her to death, which he has already done," Meng Yunfeng pondered darkly. "Should I now go back to look for Su Jie and the others? With their wisdom, they should be able to guess my identity. Once they have doubts, our trust in each other will be gone."

"In that case, wouldn't I be alienated everywhere?"

Meng Yunfeng gave a self-mocking smile and decided to return to Su Jie and the others. After all, compared to this homeland he left at the age of three, Earth was his true home...

...

Three months earlier.

"What? Meng Yunfeng is an undercover agent sent to Earth by the Cultivation World?" Jiang Wudao and others, after their investigation, were furious upon learning of Meng Yunfeng's sudden departure.

"I knew it; how could that guy be so aloof? Turns out he was afraid of misspeaking." Li Ziming laughed coldly. "Teng Qingshan, what do you think?"

Teng Qingshan's face was resolute. After a moment of contemplation, he expressed his thoughts, "Isn't this just a guess of yours, Su Jie? Until we are certain of Meng Yunfeng's true identity, we shouldn't rashly speculate about our comrade."

Su Jie nodded, "It's indeed just speculation. Moreover, isn't our mission more important than Meng Yunfeng's actual identity?"

"Indeed, we are all competitors here." Jiang Wudao decided not to dwell on Meng Yunfeng any longer but instead shared the information he had discovered, "To the north of the village lies a forest, where Feng Yuxuan, Teng Qingshan, Li Ziming, and I followed the clues and found the monster's lair mentioned by the village chief."

Li Ziming snorted, "To put it plainly, it's just a cave. Inside, there's a tiger-like creature with wings. Its vitality is around 5.6, but it's extremely fast and also very skittish."

Feng Yuxuan nodded, "We wanted to capture it alive, but seeing that the situation was not favorable, it ran off. We couldn't catch up since none of us four had any flying sword-type magical items."

At this, Feng Yuxuan suddenly gave Su Jie a glare.

If it weren't for Su Jie, he would still have the Angel's Wings. How could they have let that beast escape?

Su Jie, attending to his own thoughts, then said, "Since it ran away, that beast must be somewhat intelligent and know we are not easy to deal with. It probably won't come back here for a while, but to eradicate the problem completely, we should still help Peach Blossom Village get rid of that monster."

Jiang Wudao remarked, "I have no objections."

"Seconded."