Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

After three days of searching, Su Jie finally found the winged tiger in the jungle. He captured it alive and brought it to the village.

Since the beast had eaten humans, Su Jie didn't intend to spare its life. Instead, he tied it up in the village clearing, leaving it to the mercy of the villagers.

By the time the villagers were all exhausted, the beast was a bloody mess. However, under the village head's direction, its flesh was preserved, and its skin, which had somehow remained intact despite some flaws and holes, was peeled off and personally handed to Su Jie by Gu Nong, the head of Peach Blossom Village.

This black pelt with white patterns was quite remarkable in that it hadn't been ruined by the villagers, who seemed to have deliberately preserved it.

After getting directions to the county town, Su Jie and the others left the village, following the small paths of yellow earth and black mud toward their destination.

About half a month later, after getting lost three times and going the wrong way nine times, the eleven people finally arrived at the county town.

One can only say, the Cultivation World is too vast!

Not being familiar with the area, it's very easy to lose one's way.

The villagers they met along the way had almost never left their villages in their lifetimes.

"We've finally arrived,"

they exclaimed with joy at the sight of the tall city gate before them.

The city gate was over fifty meters high. The life force of the soldiers guarding it all ranged between 1.5 to 1.8, and entering the city only required two pieces of a red, square-holed coin.

But Su Jie and his companions didn't have even a single coin.

Ye Fan, stroking his chin, examined the architecture of the city gate and said curiously, "The style is quite similar to ancient Huaxia."

His teammate Du Ziteng said, "It's not just similar—it's identical."

The fact that different worlds shared the same architectural style couldn't help but provoke their curiosity.

"That is not important; what matters is how we're going to get inside," Jiang Wudao stared at the county town, "Do we sneak in, or do we take a bit of money from the locals as entrance fees?"

"Let me make it clear, I won't engage in petty theft,"

said someone from the group, dismissing the idea of stealing.

Ming Lun students looked down on theft.

They weren't rigid people, but there were some lines they absolutely wouldn't cross.

Su Jie stopped a limping pedestrian and asked, "Did you twist your foot?"

"Yes," the man replied, puzzled as to why a stranger was holding him and inquiring about his foot. However, his mood had lightened considerably since the man appeared.

"I can heal you, you just need to pay the corresponding..."

"No, no need," the man quickly regained his wits and cut Su Jie off, "It's just a twist. It will be fine soon, no need for treatment!"

With that, he clutched the greyish-blue bundle he carried even tighter, his eyes full of wariness.

Thinking to con him out of his money? No way!

Humph!

Without looking back, he limped towards the city gate.

Jiang Wudao mocked, "Su Jie, it seems he didn't appreciate your kindness."

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Feng Yuxuan, however, was puzzled, "Speaking of which, aren't you a Hypnotist? Hypnotizing him to willingly accept your treatment or even making him hand over the money shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

"My moral bottom line is high, and it doesn't allow me to use hypnotism on ordinary people," Su Jie would not use hypnotism on anyone other than guests, enemies, or opponents.

Having the ability didn't mean he'd abuse it.

Although it was convenient.

But if he did, he wouldn't be worthy of being a Ming Lun student.

With a grim expression, Du Ziteng said, "If we can't make any money, we'll have to wait for the sky to darken and sneak in."

The height of fifty meters was nothing to them.

"Gentlemen, do you wish to enter the city?"

Just as everyone was discussing how to get into the city, a dashing young scholar approached them. Although he wore a green robe and carried a folding fan, his gait was light and graceful, his presence was fragrant, and even the women felt inferior to him.

Or rather, it was a woman!

Dressed as a man!

By her side was a servant in grey linen, carrying a bulging bag and drenched in sweat, also a woman disguised as a man.

Su Jie stepped forward, having observed the decorum among scholars over the past three months. With a slight bow and a clasped fist, he said, "We have been traveling for pleasure, but we've run out of funds and cannot enter the city."

Jiang Wudao and others: "..."

Such a flimsy excuse, who would believe that?

"Is that so?"

The disguised delicate young man had a sudden realization, his eyes lingering on every flawless pore of Su Jie, enraptured.

"She actually believed it!" Li Ziming, intrigued, leaned close to his teammate and whispered, "This lady must be 'fond of beauty.'"

Teng Qing Shan pushed the inappropriately close Li Ziming away, "Don't stand so close, I am not into that kind of love, and your jealousy just shows your own lack of confidence in your looks."

Li Ziming retorted, "Who's into that kind of love? Who's jealous?"

This voice attracted the attention of the young lady in men's clothing.

A friendship as deep as that of the Longyang legend?

She didn't understand the allusion, but guessed that these eleven people must be, like her, young masters who had run away from home to travel, enjoy scenic landscapes, and seek immortal paths.

How did she figure it out?

Naturally, it was through the skin of Su Jie and others.

Except for the two with rougher appearances, the Great Hans (Du Ziteng and Ye Fan), the skin of the others was smooth, clearly indicating they were offspring of wealthy families.

Dressed as a man, she felt it was both personal and reasonable to go up and strike up a conversation.

Moreover, the person before her was quite charming.

Not just in looks, but also in temperament.

Standing in front of him felt like basking in a gentle spring breeze, relaxing one's body and mind completely—could this be love at first sight?

"Gentlemen, I have brought quite a bit of travel funds, how about I take you into the city?"

"Thank you," Su Jie smiled and nodded, making the other's face unwittingly blush, "May I know the young lady's name?"

"I am Meng Xiaolan... wait a moment!" Meng Xiaolan suddenly exclaimed, "You know I am a woman!"

She was in disguise as a man!

Even her father couldn't recognize her!

"Oh, that, I reckon any regular adult could see through that," said Su Jie as he called over Ye Fan and Du Ziteng, and asked Meng Xiaolan, "Can you tell if they are male or female?"

"They couldn't possibly be women, right?" Meng Xiaolan scrutinized the two, especially lingering on their rugged faces, "Since when do women look so... fierce and ugly?"

"Hey, don't say that, I am actually a woman!" Ye Fan put her hands on her hips, her voice soft and feminine, her tone playful. But with her rugged appearance, it felt quite incongruous.

"I, too, am a woman," said Du Ziteng, arms crossed over her chest, "Your makeup skills are lacking."

Meng Xiaolan: "..."

In the end, Meng Xiaolan still paid for Su Jie and the others' entry fees into the city, then led them to an inn where she booked thirteen rooms and ordered a large table of dishes in a private room.

"So the two sisters are actually quite beautiful."

At this point, Du Ziteng and Ye Fan had removed their disguises and revealed their naturally delicate and pretty faces, making Meng Xiaolan feel somewhat embarrassed.

"We are martial artists, our bodies tend to be perfect," Ye Fan replied.

In fact, this isn't an exaggeration. With spiritual cultivation, the body develops holistically with the spirit, hence Minglun Campus is not short of handsome men and beautiful women.

"Martial artists?"

Meng Xiaolan blinked, her cherry lips parted in disbelief.

In her perception, martial artists were all robust, well-built, and tall—how could they be so slender?

She couldn't be getting fooled, could she?

She was young, but certainly not foolish.

"May I know which family Meng Xiaolan comes from?" Su Jie asked subtly, "Could it be from the Meng Family of the immortal sects?"

"I wish," Meng Xiaolan said with a wry smile, "Unfortunately, although my surname is Meng I was born in a common rich family. We are rich enough, but cultivation is just a vain hope."

"And what families are you from?"

Su Jie replied, "We all come from the same place, Ming Lun."

"Never heard of it," Meng Xiaolan shook her head and turned to her maid, "Have you heard of it?"

The maid also shook her head: "Miss, you have read plenty of books, and if you don't know, how could I possibly know, someone who can barely recognize all the characters?"

"True, you're so silly, how could you possibly know," Meng Xiaolan replied looking at Su Jie's handsome face, "You aren't from Kun Country, are you?"

"That's correct, we come from other countries," he confirmed.

Which, in a way, was true.

They were from Huaxia Country on Earth.

"At first, it was just me alone. These people I met on the road and they became good friends, with a common goal, so we decided to travel together," Su Jie explained, pointing first at himself then at the others, "We come from different regions, but it was our common goal that brought us together."

Meng Xiaolan's heart filled with longing, "May I join you?"

Su Jie shook his head, "I'm afraid that's not possible, because just by looking, you don't seem to be someone who can withstand hardship."

"How do you know that?" retorted Meng Xiaolan, defiant, "You all look neat and clean, not like you can endure hardship either. If you can do it, why can't I?"

"We are different from you," Su Jie explained, "We have all practiced martial arts."

Meng Xiaolan insisted angrily, "Don't use that as an excuse, I won't believe it unless you prove it to me."

Jiang Wudao picked up a chopstick, snapped it in two, then into four pieces, eight, sixteen, thirty-two.

"Gulp!"

Meng Xiaolan swallowed hard. She had never seen a martial artist fold a chopstick five times.

This was human?

Then, Feng Yuxuan also picked up a chopstick and mimicked Jiang Wudao's feat, folding the chopstick five times. Feng Qianzang, Feng Hengyi, Li Ziming, and others followed suit.

Su Jie smiled lightly, "Do you believe us now?"

Meng Xiaolan pouted, acting like a petulant child and being stubborn, "I don't care, I want to come with you anyway, and besides, I was the one who helped you enter the city!"