Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

Tongtian River, extremely broad, limitless at a glance, several fishing boats, all loaded with supplies, and the villagers from Chen Family Village were very enthusiastic, offering to take Jiang Liu and the others across the river.

Clearly, they had all made up their minds to spend a few more days on the Tongtian River.

Jiang Liu and the others each sat on a fishing boat. These people from Chen Family Village were obviously skilled at handling boats; the vessels, amazingly, were cutting through the waves with the help of the wind, moving at a very fast pace.

Having nothing better to do, Jiang Liu sat alone inside the cabin of a fishing boat, quietly cultivating the Green Lotus Taoist Scripture.

The Liusha River where Sha Wujing once resided was said to be eight hundred li wide, but the Tongtian River was even broader.

To cross the river with these men handling the boats would clearly take more than just two or three days.

"Only in a mythological world like Journey to the West could you find such bizarre terrain!"

On this day, after completing eighty-one complete cycles of transfer, Jiang Liu opened his eyes and, looking at the still endless Tongtian River, inwardly sighed; it looked more like a sea than a river.

A river hundreds of li wide? An impossible thought on one's former Earth.

Furthermore, just walking from South Shanbu State to West Niuhe State was at least one hundred eighty thousand li. How much is it to circle Earth?

The world map of Journey to the West is much larger than Earth...

Sitting on the boat cultivating the Green Lotus Taoist Scripture, honing the proficiency of life skills, and then going into ten or eight instances daily – if one were to view their life as an online game, Jiang Liu's life was like that of a bone-hard pro gamer stable as an old dog.

Like this, another week passed by.

Truth be told, after a week with nothing but water around and no change in scenery, impatience indeed started to creep in.

Especially Sun Wukong, who never could sit still, would disappear on his Somersault Cloud at the slightest whim.

As for Sha Wujing, White Dragon Horse, and Fairy Zixia, they were more composed and could stay put.

Of course, Zixia would occasionally ask Sun Wukong to take her along for some fun.

And lastly, Zhu Bajie?

Jiang Liu turned his head to look at Zhu Bajie next to him, his complexion somewhat dark.

This whole week, Zhu Bajie had done nothing but eat and sleep, and sleep then eat, just like a pig.

Rumble...

After sailing for a week on the Tongtian River, suddenly, the sound of thunder boomed, and the wind grew stronger, the sky gradually darkening, and many dense, heavy clouds drifted in from the horizon.

"Is a storm coming!?" Looking at the sky, several fishermen from Chen Family Village wore expressions of deep concern.

As fishermen, they feared no weather more than storms, which were not just about rain. Accompanied by the storm, massive waves would rise; a slight mistake could lead to both the boat and people perishing.

After all, in an ordinary river, even if a boat capsized, as long as one could swim well, getting to the shore wouldn't be a problem.

But the Tongtian River, being hundreds of li wide, how could anyone swim to the shore? That would be impossible!

The wind grew stronger; what had been a fairly sunny day turned almost to night.

Along with the change in weather, what had been a calm river surface suddenly became like an enraged lion, with towering waves rising.

"What do we do? What can we do!?" If it were just a usual rainy day, it might have been fine, but this thunderstorm was a rare occurrence once in a decade. Witnessing the scene, the fishermen were startled, terror written on their faces.

"How could this happen out of the blue!?" Jiang Liu's face also turned grave as he looked at the terrifying scene.

Straightway, after giving it some thought, he turned to Sha Wujing beside him and said, "Wujing, dive into the water and see if there are any evil demons causing trouble!"

If it hadn't been for the Old Turtle leaving in a huff before, then perhaps Jiang Liu wouldn't have been suspicious.

But now that they were in the middle of the river and suddenly encountered such an event, the timing was too coincidental; it was enough to make Jiang Liu suspicious.

"Sure, Master!" Upon hearing Jiang Liu's words, Sha Wujing nodded and dove straight into the Tongtian River.

The Tongtian River was extremely wide; Sha Wujing alone searching for the evil demon was much like searching for a needle in the sea, especially as the storm covered a vast area.

Thinking it over, Jiang Liu turned his gaze toward Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

Sun Wukong was not adept at water combat, and Zhu Bajie? Lazy by nature. After some thought, Jiang Liu turned instead to the White Dragon Horse lying in the cabin on another boat, saying, "Go and help your senior brother Sha!"

"Right away, Master!"

A common mount most of the time, White Dragon Horse was keenly aware of its duties. Subduing demons and eliminating evil was not its responsibility, but the moment the master gave an order, it was a different matter.

White Dragon Horse also dived into the water, plunging to the bottom.

"Holy Monk, your, your horse..." Watching a white horse jump straight into the tossing waves, the people of Chen Family Village were dumbfounded.

Whoosh!

However, there was no time for awe now. Suddenly, a huge wave emerged, shooting up to about seventy or eighty feet high, appearing as if it were a four- or five-story building, crashing straight towards everyone.

"Ah!"

Several cries of alarm rose, and in an instant, under the surge of the colossal wave, several fishing boats were immediately submerged.

A feeling of the world spinning came over them, and Jiang Liu was directly swept to the riverbed. Although he tried to swim up, the vast wave caused chaotic currents at the bottom of the river, and Jiang Liu felt as if he were being wildly spun around inside a washing machine.

Glug, glug...

Reeling from the spinning and unable to breathe, Jiang Liu was dazed for a moment. He wanted to fly, but realized that he had already removed his Feather Demon Blade and replaced it with the Skill Badge.

Fortunately, his disciples were nearby.

After waiting for a moment and not seeing Jiang Liu surface, even the inherently lazy Zhu Bajie jumped into the river.

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of water from the Tongtian River, a White Dragon forcefully pushed through the currents to reach Jiang Liu beneath.

Jiang Liu tightly grasped the Dragon Horns on the head of the White Dragon, and immediately, the Little White Dragon carried Jiang Liu and soared directly into the midair.

"Save people! Quick, save them! Cough, cough, cough..." After flying into the midair, Jiang Liu spat out a few mouthfuls of water and shouted loudly.

Even though he couldn't fly, he was still at the Returning Void Realm's cultivation level, so he wasn't in much danger.

But those Chen Family Village villagers struggling in the water were just ordinary people. They had kindly helped him cross the river, and he couldn't let them come to harm.

"Merely river water dares to rise up in waves before I, Old Sun!?" Seeing that his master was drowning, Sun Wukong no longer cared whether an evil demon was behind this. His eyes bulging, he reached into his ear as he spoke.

The Sea Calming Needle was pulled out and thrown directly into the Tongtian River.

With willful intent, the Sea Calming Needle instantly transformed into a Sky-Supporting Giant Pillar, its invisible force pervading the surroundings, and in an instant, the roaring river water, previously like an enraged lion, quickly calmed down.

The Sea Calming Needle was not just a device to measure the depths of the Eastern Sea but a treasure that suppressed the waters of the Eastern Sea.

If it could calm the sea of the Eastern Sea, then the mere waters of the Tongtian River were nothing.

As Sun Wukong made his move, the Little White Dragon also flew into the midair.

Being from the Dragon Clan, manipulating clouds and rain was a natural ability, and likewise, dispelling these storms was a specialty.

In just a short moment, all the thunderstorms dissipated, the howling wind ceased, and the dark clouds vanished without a trace, turning the apocalyptic scene back into one with clear and sunny skies.

However, when Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing emerged from the Tongtian River,

Zhu Bajie carried two people in his hands, and Sha Wujing also carried two people.

Out of five fishing boats, only four people were found, and moreover, one of these four was no longer breathing...

"Master, we only managed to find these few people!" said Zhu Bajie and the others as they floated in the air, holding a few people from the Chen Family Village.

"Was there an evil demon causing trouble in the river? Have you checked thoroughly!?" Jiang Liu's face looked grim as he asked Zhu Bajie and the others.

"We were busy rescuing people and didn't continue to look for the evil demon!" Upon hearing Jiang Liu's question, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing shook their heads and replied.

"Hmm," Jiang Liu nodded slightly. Priority was given to rescuing people, so he didn't blame them.

Yet, five fishermen from Chen Family Village were affected because of him, with one dead and one missing; this left Jiang Liu feeling both guilty and angry.

"There is still one person missing. You must quickly go down and search; we must see the person alive or find the body if dead!" After a brief silence, Jiang Liu spoke.

Whoosh!

Just as Jiang Liu finished speaking, and Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing were preparing to dive back into the water to search for the last missing fisherman from Chen Family Village, suddenly, the waters of the Tongtian River parted, and an elder stood upon the surface.

"Holy Monk, I hope all is well with you..."

This old man, standing on the crest of the wave, spoke to Jiang Liu.

Beside the old man was another crest, on which lay a robust man – the very last person they had not managed to rescue.

Jiang Liu glanced at him, noting that the man's Health Bar was almost depleted, but since it hadn't emptied completely, it meant the man was not dead. This brought Jiang Liu a quiet relief.

"Old man, I hope you are doing well too!" Jiang Liu's gaze fell on the elder, his eyes brimming with anger.

He certainly recognized him; this old man was the Old Turtle who had knocked on his door late at night a few days back.

"Holy Monk, crossing the vast Tongtian River is no simple task, especially with the unpredictable weather. Let this old man take you on this journey, shall we?" The Old Turtle's face bore a smile, tinged with a hint of smugness.