Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"We're still far off," Sun Wukong chuckled, "but here in the Eastern Victory Divine Continent, aside from the mainland bordering Ao Lai, the rest of the regions are just islands. Each island is self-sufficient and doesn't conflict with the others, living in peace without wars."

Different environments shape different circumstances.

Who would have thought that The Buddha's comments on the Four Continents would also include the most foundational geographic and cultural knowledge.

When they entered the city, dawn was breaking, and there were already people on the streets. Their bodies were rugged, scarred, and they carried bows and arrows on their backs, and knives on their belts, looking ferociously brave.

Both men and women were like this.

The human form of Sun Wukong, along with Yuyan who had tucked away her ears and tail, and Iron Fan, presented a slender appearance that completely differed from the local style.

Standing out like a crane among chickens!

Completely out of place!

Many cast narrowed eyes on the trio, corners of their mouths revealing sneers.

"Pale and tender, clearly not locals."

"Probably from another Continent."

The three didn't pay any mind to the peculiar gazes of others and continued to walk on the bluestone streets, where various goods such as pottery, vegetables, fruits, and meats were sold. The meat was chopped up so finely it was unclear what kind it was.

But Sun Wukong knew that it was minced human flesh mixed with that of pigs, sheep, and dogs.

"No wonder there aren't any deities around here."

If a deity were to incarnate and practice here, without a protector's support, they likely wouldn't live to adulthood.

After strolling around, Sun Wukong and companions soon left Tiger Wolf City, only to notice they had tails following behind—clearly hoping to gain something from them.

Once in the nearby woods, Sun Wukong spoke slowly, "Come out, no need to follow any longer."

"Ha ha, quite perceptive to have noticed us."

"Be careful, he might be a martial artist."

"What's there to fear? We're so many."

"Yeah, we're so many, but how will we divide the spoils later?"

"Kill the men, keep the women—have a bit of fun before selling them to the City Lord."

"Good idea."

The followers of Sun Wukong numbered thirty-three, all people who lived by the blade and would be considered mentally deranged in the Nanshan Continent.

"Oh? And how would you play?"

Yuyan's delicate voice emitted, her eyes curved, and suddenly two fluffy ears sprouted on her head, along with nine billowy white tails behind her, appearing utterly harmless.

"A demon!"

"And one that can transform into human form!"

The thirty-three screamed and turned to run, not even thinking about the spoils, heading back towards Tiger Wolf City.

"Hmph! Thinking you can offend us and just run away?"

"Inhale—"

Yuyan took a deep breath, her stomach ballooning, before exhaling fiercely.

Boom!

The gale kicked up, sending sand flying and trees toppling, sweeping up the thirty-three who were spun into the sky.

Once the wind settled, they fell back down.

Those who were lucky broke limbs and couldn't move; the less fortunate were smashed into pulp or impaled on sharp stakes, dead on the spot.

"Humph, that's what you get for trying to rob us." Yuyan put her hands on her hips and boasted to Sun Wukong, "Great King, am I not formidable?"

"Not bad, but it would have been better if you'd kept it down a bit," Sun Wukong said as he looked at the forest, now missing a section, and couldn't help but recall his early days in the simulator when he had begun the Journey to the West. He'd been afraid to use his bigger moves when Tang Monk was captured by demons, for fear of also injuring the mortal Tang Monk.

Like the Law of Heaven and Earth, which he had only used against the Bull Demon King since they were thousands of miles away from Tang Monk in the troubles at the Fiery Mountain, so he could use it with some peace of mind.

"I'll take care," Yuyan nodded obediently.

"This Tiger Wolf City, where the human heart is vicious as tigers and wolves, the name is indeed apt, but our first stop for enlightenment cannot be in such a major city."

"A village or a tribe might be a better choice."

Sun Wukong planned.

"Great King, shouldn't our main body be at Huaguo Mountain?" Iron Fan reminded.

"Of course," he replied.

"However, planting some seeds here wouldn't be bad..."

"Let's go, we have serious matters to attend to." Sun Wukong's eyes shone brightly, "Those four demon kings also need to be removed, or else it would be hard for me to enlighten this place."

"But, I can't go myself." The authentic version is on M|V|LEMPY_R.

The demon kings were vaguely acquainted with him, and if he went in person, they might cause trouble and spread rumors, which would not sound good for his reputation.

"Great King, do you want us to go?" Yuyan's fox ears trembled as she immediately shook her head, "No, no, Iron Fan and I might know some martial arts, but we're far inferior to demon kings. Lasting fifty rounds would probably be our limit."

As for how they came to fifty rounds?

That was from sparring with the demon kings of Huaguo Mountain.

But those demon kings, knowing they were Sun Wukong's protégées, would hold back, so fifty rounds were based on a generous assumption. In a real fight, perhaps only thirty rounds would be possible.

"Who asked you to compete in martial skills?"

Sun Wukong grinned, took out a verdant leaf from underneath his tongue, and blew on it, transforming it into a fan—the size of a banana leaf, it was the divine leaf, the BaJiao Fan.

"Here!"

He handed it to Iron Fan, "This was originally offered to me by your master, now I'm entrusting it to your care."

"Thank you, Great King." Iron Fan took the BaJiao Fan, overjoyed.

She knew that although he said 'care for it,' it was, in fact, a gift.