Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"So—"

Wang Chao was a bit baffled, "you just choose these two people?"

The reincarnations of Hate and Resentment, no matter how you look at it, are not good things. Letting them control the Taixu Illusory Realm, I'm afraid that all living beings will suffer in the end.

"Did I say I chose them?" Sun Shisheng retorted.

"Uh..."

He indeed had never said that.

But if not these two people, then what was the point of focusing on them?

Moreover, the identities of these two were indeed special.

The ultimate gate born from the prison, containing two forces of positive and negative energy, seemed to have been cast aside by the ultimate gate... Perhaps in the future, if these two could break through the level of Saints and ascend to the realm of Gods, they might establish a connection with the ultimate gate and obtain this rare artifact, greatly enhancing their own strength.

"Then why did we come here?"

"To subdue them?"

Sun Shisheng shook his head, "Their pride is etched into their bones; subduing them is quite impossible. However, it's possible to extract those two energies within them."

As he spoke, Sun Shisheng lightly raised his hand and, in the unseen space, two abstract energies emerged from within Jiang Nalan and Jiang Xin Yue, slowly being drawn towards Sun Shisheng.

Both energies were formless and colorless, but they distorted and solidified the surrounding space, as if they were about to condense into a priceless treasure. Yet due to the lack of a medium, they could never succeed, and could only recycle in an endless cycle of shattering and reformation.

With the extraction of these two energies, Jiang Xin Yue and Jiang Nalan simultaneously furrowed their brows, but did not feel as though they had lost anything. They only felt a momentary palpitation before returning to normal.

These two energies had no direct connection to their strength, so losing them did not significantly affect them.

However, without Hate and Resentment, their thoughts would become much more normal, and their minds would not be trapped in obsession. They now had the chance to turn back and find redemption.

Wang Chao observed the two peculiar energies, finding them combining in a spiral form, driven by Resentment and Hate, condensing into an invisible, colorless sphere, with a hint of red light emerging within.

That red light was extremely faint, so faint that ordinary people could not see it at all.

If this thumb-sized energy sphere were a universe, then that speck of red light would be an atom within that universe.

Wang Chao, with his profound level, was the only one who could see it.

And that speck of red light no longer exuded feelings of resentment and hate, but instead, love, gratitude, hope, dreams, and a boundless radiance opening paths for all beings.

"What is this?" Wang Chao's breath hitched, as if he had seen all the wonderful things in the world.

"Although reality is harsh, it's also genuine," Sun Shisheng tossed the orb of hate upward into the sky, and it disappeared without a trace, "There's already enough hatred in the world; it needs beautiful hope to be adorned so as to appear fascinating."

"It may reincarnate and manifest, or it might fall directly into someone's hands, becoming their support."

"However, no matter what, it first needs to transform hate and resentment into hope, dreams, and all positive emotions of the world, in order to exert its true function."

Wang Chao thoughtfully mused, "To turn hate into love and resentment into gratitude is no easy task, but only by doing so can we add a brilliant touch to this realistic world."

...

The peculiar orb, in an instant, left the Taixu Illusory Realm, wandering through the universe—

Between civilizations, mutual assaults, interstellar wars, annihilation of stars...

Powerful beings contending, with movements reversing galaxies and eroding the Great Dao...

Race against race, never dying until death, a fight to the end, until eventual obliteration...

In just a moment, the Orb of Resentment and Hate witnessed it all, reflecting a massive amount of information from technology, martial arts, secret techniques, life forms, and so on. Eventually, the collision between two warships caused an immense energy outbreak that reached it in another dimension, propelling it out and back into the Taixu Illusory Realm.

The Cultivation World.

After Meng Xiaolan defeated the Tao Demon Alliance, she led the Crimson Republic to develop technology, enlighten wisdom, open minds, and continued to liberate the continent, constantly uprooting the great dynasties to build all-red territories.

Following the inclusion of the entire Cultivation World into the Taixu Illusory Realm, Meng Xiaolan was granted a part of the authority over the Cultivation World's destiny by Su Jie, enabling her to inspect everything about the Cultivation World, thus accelerating the development of the Crimson Republic.

However, within the Cultivation World, there were still enemies.

Those nobles who wanted to rebuild dynasties and rule over commoners as if they were gods had not all disappeared, and those remnants of cultivators hadn't all perished; they were still developing in secret, hoping to return to the era where the sects reigned supreme and mortals were no better than pigs and dogs.

"Hmm?"

While Meng Xiaolan was dealing with the extermination of a Cultivation Sect, she felt an intuition in her heart and detected an extraterrestrial object entering the Cultivation World. She thought to herself, "Within the Taixu Illusory Realm, no one could descend without permission; therefore, it must be from the chaotic universe outside the Taixu Illusory Realm, from the myriad of worlds." F%i^nd the s#ou^r@c-e* of this. c@h!ap.te.r at M|+V-|L-EM*PY.R.

Breaking through the barriers of the Taixu Illusory Realm was not impossible, as long as its essence was of a higher dimension, it could enter.

This could not be concealed from those few existences.

But those few would not intervene, as the evolution of civilizations within the Taixu Illusory Realm needed variables, and these sudden intrusions into the Taixu Illusory Realm were those variables.

With this in mind, Meng Xiaolan planned to hand over the Purple Emperor Immortal Sect remnants to Lu Yixia and began to pursue the foreign object that had fallen into the Cultivation World...

...

"Master, am I really capable of defeating the Crimson Republic?"

Outside of Jie Capital, on a certain mountain cliff, a handsome young man stood tall, raising his eyes toward Jie Capital. Although he looked down from above, he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

He hated The Crimson Republic, and he hated Jie Capital even more.

"What's the matter, Xu Sheng? Don't you have confidence?"

White streams of qi rose from the jade thumb ring on his right hand, forming an illusory figure—a kindly-faced old man.

"No, I must annihilate Jie Capital!"

Xu Sheng's gaze was resolute.

He was born in Qianguo.

That dynasty, ruled by the Purple Emperor Immortal Sect, had prosperous and peaceful citizens. Because of the great formation array that covered the area, spiritual energy could even be condensed into droplets, mixed into pools for people to draw upon, making the citizens of the Qian Dynasty as strong as nine bulls and two tigers.

In today's terms, this meant that once a person from Qianguo reached adulthood, their vitality could reach 2.

More than two hundred years ago, he had entered an illusory world and participated in a preposterous game. However, because he never entered it again, he came to regard it as a mere pipe dream.

Nonetheless, after that dream, his mental power increased, reaching a state of meditation, and he stepped onto the path of immortality, joining the Purple Emperor Immortal Sect.

After two hundred years of seclusion, he had formed a holy fetus and broken through the Primordial Respiration; sitting and forgetting was just a step away.

Only to discover upon leaving seclusion that the Purple Emperor Immortal Sect had been breached and Qianguo had been destroyed, renamed by The Crimson Republic to "Jin Qian City".

The nation had fallen, and his home was gone!

If this vengeance was not claimed, he swore he would not be human!

"Elder Zi, is your method really effective?"

This Elder Zi was one of the Sit and Forget Peak elders of the Purple Emperor Immortal Sect. His body was destroyed, his spirit extinguished, but he managed to preserve a wisp of his spirit in the thumb ring and was cast out of the sect. By chance, Xu Sheng picked it up and awakened it.

"Of course!"

Elder Zi spoke with certainty, "You have already obtained my treasures, the Flying Immortal Bow and the Feathered Arrows. Both are no less than sacred relics; even if that woman in Jie Capital is a saint, she won't be able to react in time."

Their purpose was simple: to destroy Jie Capital!

The Flying Immortal Bow and Feathered Arrows were so powerful they could even bring down stars. They had come here to pick a good spot to launch a terrifying attack on Jie Capital.

Now, as the Cultivation World weakened, only such dishonorable sneak attacks could cause trouble for The Crimson Republic.

He strode forward, drew the bow.

Aiming at the heart of Jie Capital, he was about to release when suddenly, a round bead fell from the sky, striking the arrow and repelling Xu Sheng a thousand meters away.

"Cough!"

Blood trickled from Xu Sheng's mouth, his organs displaced, as he looked at the broken Feathered Arrow in his hand, then toward the even more ethereal Elder Zi.

"How could this be?!"

Elder Zi couldn't believe it; his Feathered Arrow, close to a saintly treasure, had been smashed!

"Go and have a look. It must be a heavenly treasure that has descended. Take it and leave!" Elder Zi was only dazed for a moment before immediately snapping back to reality, urging Xu Sheng to act.

This commotion had already alerted Jie Capital, but that woman probably wouldn't come in person, Xu Sheng had a chance...

However—

Meng Xiaolan, dressed in a dark red Zhongshan suit, had already appeared amid the dust and smoke, picking up the bead of resentment. An invisible pressure solidified the air around them so much that Xu Sheng and Elder Zi could not move at all.

"Oh? There's a little fish, a remnant of the Purple Emperor Immortal Sect." Meng Xiaolan picked up the bead of resentment with a smile, waved her hand, and used spatial powers to confine Elder Zi. Then, with a gesture from afar, she extracted the holy fetus from Xu Sheng's body, impoverishing his cultivation in an instant.

The holy fetus was a combination of energy and spirit.

The moment the holy fetus was extracted, Xu Sheng felt his spirit shake and weaken substantially.

Although he could still cultivate a holy fetus in the future, his mental realm would have to be cultivated from scratch... But did he still have a chance?

Back in Jie Capital, Meng Xiaolan sent Elder Zi to the Ming Lun Branch for research on such spirit entities, while Xu Sheng's case was much simpler.

His past actions had been investigated, attacking many cities and villages, defining him as a terrorist; of course, there was no chance he would live.

In the end, his body was also sent to the Ming Lun Branch for research.

After dealing with a day's affairs, Meng Xiaolan finally had an hour of free time. She took out the bead of resentment and probed it with her spirit.

At once, the bead of resentment entered her mental realm, staining her soul with endless resentment—

"Why am I doing this?"

"As a saint, I should enjoy everything!"

"Why won't Su Jie accept me? I must have my revenge on him!"

"..."