Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"Sun, are you really going to open up the Taixu Illusory Realm to everyone?"

In the conference room, Chan Yinsha didn't quite understand.

The Taixu Illusory Realm, even when they used it, required a payment of one million per entry, yet now it was to be freely accessible to others?

She felt somewhat resentful.

Although she knew it was for the sake of giving the public a fair chance, she still harbored some dissatisfaction in her heart.

"It's not free, just opened up at a price that an ordinary person can afford," Sun Shisheng explained, "And this is to further the rapid development of the Taixu Illusory Realm."

Only after Sun Shisheng outlined the features of the Taixu Illusory Realm did Chan Yinsha slowly begin to understand.

In the future, the Taixu Illusory Realm would form the illusory worlds of the myriad heavens, with eight levels such as the Mortal, Meditative Trance, Breathing Embryo, Sit Forget, Manifest Saint, Divine Deity, Longevity, and Reincarnation, each corresponding to eight stages of spiritual cultivation.

As the Taixu Illusory Realm is perfected, the cost of entry into higher-level illusory worlds will gradually increase.

For example, if entering the Mortal level costs one thousand per entry, then entering the Meditative Trance level would cost ten thousand per entry—ten times more expensive, and so on in gradual increments.

As for them, no matter what level they enter, they only need one million.

Such a bargain!

However—

"Sun, weren't you only at the Sit Forget Realm? As for the next realm, the Manifest Saint, you probably only have guesses, right? How come there are three more levels: Divine Deity, Longevity, and Reincarnation?"

Not only Chan Yinsha was puzzled by this, but Wang Chao, Li Hansha, Tang Zichen, and others were also curious.

Could it be that Sun Shisheng had already learned of the subsequent realms?

"The universe is vast, and chaos is boundless. The Earth beneath our feet is no simple matter; it is a world amongst ten thousand realms," Sun Shisheng declared astonishingly.

"A world amongst ten thousand realms?"

Chan Yinsha asked, "What is that?"

Sun Shisheng answered, "The gateway to ten thousand realms. The Earth is the projection of the world amongst ten thousand realms, which is the concentration of will. When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one can travel through the world amongst ten thousand realms to other dimensions; similarly, beings from other dimensions can descend upon the Earth."

Wang Chao frowned, "So, the Earth beneath our feet is like a super-sized magical artifact?"

"You could say that, but not absolutely," Sun Shisheng nodded and then shook his head, "The world amongst ten thousand realms is formed by the concentration of the will of the ten thousand realms. I was able to trace back through time and look at those memories—"

Subsequently, Sun Shisheng shared with everyone the scenes he had witnessed.

They stood as third parties at the highest point, watching the strife unraveling beneath them.

Worlds and dimensions, endless and numerous, the entire multiverse layered upon layered, vast as the sands of Ganges, countless and indistinct.

Boom!

And then, unknowable when, war erupted.

Every dimension, every universe, was engaged in mutual slaughter, the ten thousand realms in utter chaos...

This battle, no one knew how long it lasted.

Universes perished, dimensions were born anew.

Destruction and oblivion cycled endlessly, with not a moment's peace.

Until one day, out of the void, a great power descended!

This power subdued the ten thousand realms!

Magnificent!

Abyssal!

Every realm fell silent before this will, and then this power streaked across countless time fractures, dominating the past, present, and future.

Time and space, existence and non-existence, all lost meaning before this will.

In the silence of the myriad realms, it seemed a certain agreement was reached.

Then, the will of the ten thousand realms formed a sphere, seemingly held in the hand of a giant, who then vanished into the depths of the universe.

The vision ended, and everyone fell silent.

Even as third parties, they could recognize the might of that will. Indeed, within the myriad realms, there were many beings that could crush them with one hand, even obliterate the world where they resided.

And now, they learned that Earth was actually the world amongst ten thousand realms!

Perhaps only a projection, but enough to make them feel an urgent threat.

In the future, beings of the myriad realms could descend again, and then the Earth would become a land ravaged by disaster.

This was simply too terrifying!

"It is by virtue of tremendous spiritual power that I was able to seek out the information of the myriad realms and come to understand the realms beyond Manifest Saint," Sun Shisheng explained why he knew of realms beyond Manifest Saint.

"This is also one of the reasons why I am opening up the Taixu Illusory Realm. Compared to the concern that the strong will always be strong, this reason is even more significant. By turning it into an illusory world among the myriad heavens, it can serve as Earth's first line of defense, ensnaring the beings of the myriad realms upon their arrival."

"Then, we can discern whether they are enemies or friends."

"If friends, we will welcome them with fine wine; if enemies, there's no need for courtesy – we can fight and obtain the resources of their dimensions and universes."

Chan Yinsha no longer objected.

After all, compared to the interests of the entire planetary population, the opening of the Taixu Illusory Realm was indeed negligible.

After the meeting ended, Wang Chao bid farewell to Sun Shisheng.

He planned to spend some time with his parents before starting to "travel thousands of miles," comparing ancient and modern history, and integrating the long and extensive history into his spirit and martial intent.

Sun Shisheng and the others stood outside the martial arts hall, watching him leave.

Chan Yinsha said, "The worlds and heavenly spheres are quite distant for us, but once Wang Chao returns in the future, he will definitely be able to break through the existing realms."

Tang Zichen said, "Wang Chao indeed has immense talent, especially in the art of boxing, where he's already surpassed me."

Now her spiritual cultivation had reached the embryonic breathing stage, but her vitality was only at 90, significantly less than Wang Chao's.

To catch up, she would need to employ extraordinary methods.

Suddenly, Chan Yinsha said, "If I remember correctly, didn't Wang Chao confess his feelings to you when he was in his senior year of high school?"

"That did happen."

Tang Zichen with a nod, "Back then, he already had the makings of a great master, so I didn't reject him outright. I took it as a normal expression of adolescence."

Chan Yinsha, showing a gossip-hungry expression, asked, "And now?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Zichen smiled, "He and I are both teacher and friend. A romance between us wouldn't be too bad, but looking at the current situation, there isn't much chance of that."

Wang Chao was about to set off on a walking journey to comprehend the global environment and history and integrate it into his soul.

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After all, as a figure of the underworld, there were some matters she needed to resolve, and she had already stayed here too long.

However, after sorting out the issues, she intended to return to this place.

After all, Ming Lun offered her a sense of warmth, nature, and harmony; it was an excellent place for martial arts training, where progress could be made together. Even if there were "intrigues" among the students, they were all under the protection of the rules, showcasing a unique vitality.

"Yeah, you'll be leaving temporarily too," Chan Yinsha sighed, then suddenly put her arm around Tang Zichen's shoulder, grinning, "So, how about we have a match before you go?"

"The ring isn't even fixed yet," Tang Zichen said exasperatedly, "and Jiangnan City can't withstand a second cataclysmic event—it would likely trigger a mass exodus."

"I obviously know my limits," Chan Yinsha assured, patting her flat chest. "We just need to keep our vitality level at 1, and whoever uses more than 1 power first, loses."

"That's actually a good idea," agreed Tang Zichen.

Li Hansha watched them walk away and spoke slowly, "The two of them are like real sisters."

However, Sun Shisheng was looking at a young man not far away, with smooth skin and a face like a finely-crafted jade. Most notably, his eyebrows extended long to each side, fluttering in the wind.

These eyebrows seemed to contain Taibaijinxing's celestial and transcendental charm.

But the person before him was not Taibaijinxing.

It was—

GOD!

Meaning deity!

That was his name.

According to the vitality calculation proposed by Sun Shisheng, this guy had a vitality level of 7, equivalent to a human cannonball, his punches and kicks able to tear through steel.

To compress iron into mud and create wind with a breath were trivial for someone at this level.

There he was, slowly approaching, with each step blooming a lotus, leaving behind large lotus-shaped craters as he walked, "You are the chief of Ming Lun, Sun Shisheng, the one who has carved a new path."

"It's nothing like carving a new path," said Sun Shisheng in a calm tone, pointing to the large craters left by GOD, he slowly said, "But you'd better repair the path or make corresponding compensation, otherwise you might suffer a bit."

GOD: "······"

Taking a deep breath and speaking leisurely, "I never carry money, but I could join Ming Lun as long as I could learn the methods of spiritual cultivation."

After learning that spiritual cultivation was a new path, he himself started experimenting.

He had reached all three stages of deep sleep and all three stages of meditation, but perhaps due to aging, even though he could get sufficient nutritional supplementation, the enhancements were very limited.

He was getting old.

Although he appeared young, he was definitely not a man in his twenties or thirties. The reason he could maintain his youth was that he had reached the See God stage in boxing, allowing him to condition his own body.

But without access to effective medicines or nutrients to replenish his bodily potential, even if he managed to sustain concentration, he could hardly advance further.

Even embryonic breathing—he had reached its threshold.

Yet, he couldn't enter.

As the saying goes: "To hear the Way in the morning is to die content in the evening."

But with so much of the "Way" left to explore, how could he die so easily?

If he entered embryonic breathing, his body's potential would likely be exhausted very quickly, trading his life for a fleeting moment of power.

If there were no way forward, he would be willing to show all his potential in a glorious fight to the death, but the problem now was that there was a path ahead.

But he, he was old.

Therefore, he believed that Ming Lun martial arts hall had systematic methods of spiritual cultivation and special medicines that could bring him closer to the Great Way and allow him to become a true god!

Although he considered himself a deity, he was still constrained by time.

He wanted to transcend the concept of time!

"To join Ming Lun martial arts hall······"