Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

Wang Chao became engrossed in comprehending mountains, rivers, and history, and Tang Zichen also took her leave temporarily to deal with her matters.

However, the Ming Lun Martial Arts School did not become empty because of this.

The addition of GOD revitalized the Ming Lun Martial Arts School.

And while Tang Zichen was away, several uninvited guests arrived — they were Sun Shisheng's relatives, his father Sun Zhiming's brother, Sun Zhigang.

Besides him were his wife Dong Guihua and their two boys, around seven or eight years old, and a girl about four or five.

Having heard of Sun Shisheng's achievements, they came over to seek refuge.

At the moment, they were arranged to be in the living room by Li Liang, Wang Guang, and others, while Chan Yinsha came in person to report to Sun Shisheng.

"Sun, it looks like your poor relatives are planning to come here to be parasites," said Chan Yinsha.

"You're quite straightforward."

Sun Shisheng stood up, leaving the state of spiritual cultivation," but you are not wrong. That man is my father's brother, a lazy glutton. When I was young, it can be said that it was my father who supported them."

"Two years ago, my father brought my grandparents over to care for them; they probably exhausted their resources. They must have then learned about my situation and came seeking help."

"Unfortunately, I don't have much affection for them."

After thinking for a moment, Chan Yinsha suggested, "Shall I kick them out and say that you're not here?"

"I should still go and see them," Sun Shisheng shook his head, "If I don't go, they will probably turn to my parents, and my grandmother has always been partial to that lazy man..."

Meanwhile, inside the living room.

Sun Zhigang was caressing the sofa he was sitting on and couldn't help but praise, "I never thought my nephew would achieve so much. This genuine leather sofa must have cost hundreds."

Dong Guihua, on the other hand, looked worried and fretful, "Head of the house, I heard on the news that Shisheng, the kid, has graduated from university, and he can break the sky with one punch... The sky over the city seemed like it was about to collapse before, it wasn't him practicing martial arts, was it?"

"It's all smoke and mirrors, don't guess blindly," scolded Sun Zhigang, "I've at least attended primary school, I know some science, it's impossible for a person to be that powerful. That little bastard must have tricked those journalists with some trick."

"As for the sky we saw before, it might be some special phenomenon," he added.

"It definitely wasn't something my nephew did."

Reassured by her husband's words, Dong Guihua relaxed.

Yet, as a cautious woman, she said to the three children fiddling around in the living room, "When your cousin comes, sweeten up a bit and call him brother, understand?"

"Understood." X3

The three children responded in unison.

Sun Zhigang also nodded his head; as long as they could settle in this big city and get his nephew to help find a job that wasn't too tiring and paid well, his three children would be able to attend elementary school in this great city.

Hiss—

Just thinking about it made him feel like life was perfect.

Thud!

A foot stepped into the living room, and the dull sound echoed.

Sun Zhigang looked up at Sun Shisheng and felt an incredibly heavy oppressive force emanating from him, as if the air had solidified, making it impossible to even breathe.

Sun Shisheng walked over to the main seat in a few steps, poured two cups of tea and three cups of juice, then waved his hand, and the five cups landed precisely in front of Sun Zhigang and the others.

The liquid in the cups didn't ripple at all, smooth as a mirror.

The three children didn't understand the significance, eagerly picking up the juice to drink. Sun Zhigang and Dong Guihua, while not understanding how Sun Shisheng managed it, felt it was impressive.

Sun Shisheng! Perhaps he really did know martial arts!

Excelling in both literature and martial skills!

Racking his brains, Sun Zhigang finally came up with this phrase.

"Drink the tea," said Sun Shisheng indifferently, also picking up his cup to taste the clear tea, exhaling a long breath of warmth that didn't dissipate for a long time.

"Dear nephew, it's like this, I... we..." Sun Zhigang began, feeling the pressure in his heart grow heavier, even unable to meet Sun Shisheng's gaze.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Sun Shisheng put down his teacup, his eyes calm but with a tranquility that resembled the gaze upon still water, making Sun Zhigang and his wife Dong Guihua unable to look back.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Zhigang said haltingly, "My nephew, I, we want to settle down in this city, do you, do you have any... any way to help us?"

He had intended to say, "Sun Shisheng, we've come to seek your shelter. Give us some face, after all, I am your uncle," but his words morphed into something else as they reached his lips.

To his horror, he realized that he didn't dare to speak as he had intended.

Why?

Because he was afraid.

Sun Shisheng glanced at him, casually saying, "You should have some savings, right? Renting a place in the suburban areas of the city should be doable. Besides, there are many industrial parks there. Even with little education, one can find work and not starve."

"As for the children's education, primary and middle schools in the city provide compulsory education with a nominal textbook fee, that should be affordable, right?"

"Or is it that the fields and houses left to you by our grandparents were all sold for money and then squandered away?"

Those words were indeed ruthless.

Dong Guihua frowned deeply and couldn't help but scold, "Shisheng, how can you talk like that?"

Sun Shisheng picked up his teacup again, casting an indifferent glance at Sun Zhigang, "Oh? Isn't it so?"

Sun Zhigang even trembled with exertion, clenching his teeth as he said, "How did you know?"

"Guessed it."

Sun Shisheng said calmly, "If you want to borrow money—"

SMACK SMACK!

Clapping her hands, Chan Yinsha walked in, holding a document that she placed in front of Sun Zhigang.

"What is this?" Chapter provided via M|V|L@EMPYR.

"Loan terms."

Sun Shisheng drooped his eyes, seemingly spiritless, "Write down how much you want to borrow on it, and then, based on the amount, I will determine the repayment period."

"If it's not repaid, legal action will be taken against you."

"Of course, you can also choose to pay in installments."

Dong Guihua slammed the table, fueled by anger, and roared, "We are your uncle and aunt after all, how can you scam us like this?"

"This is not a scam, it's just following legal procedures," Sun Shisheng yawned, "Even blood brothers settle accounts clearly, let alone we are not even close."

Sun Zhigang picked up the terms and looked over them carefully, saying, "May we take these back to consider?"

"Sure," nodded Sun Shisheng.

"Then, Guihua, take the child, we'll leave first."

Sun Zhigang took a deep look at Sun Shisheng and left with Dong Guihua and the others.

"Daddy, I haven't finished my juice..."

"Don't drink it!"

Sun Zhigang snatched the cup from his daughter's hand and smashed it forcefully on the table, making a scratch on the surface of the teak wood.

Chan Yinsha started to say, "This table, polished from teak wood, which takes a hundred years to mature, is worth..."

Sun Shisheng raised his hand to stop Chan Yinsha from continuing, "Let it be, it's just a table."

Sun Zhigang turned back, looking directly at Sun Shisheng for the first time.

Grievance...

Humiliation!

He had never felt like this before!

But he didn't dare say more, because that table, he probably couldn't afford to compensate.

Watching the despondent departure of Sun Zhigang and his group, Chan Yinsha placed her hands on her hips and said, "Sun, you are too kind. I used to have relatives who came to rely on me; I simply broke their bones so they had to go back lying down. Why bother with such humble pretenses?"

Sun Shisheng's golden eyes were indifferent, "It's just to save face for my father and grandfather."

Chan Yinsha pouted, "Sun, if you were willing, you could hypnotize them, create a false life for them, and completely change their being."

The human spirit is most marvelous.

A mirror to the heart, aside from inducing a state of deep sleep, a hypnotist can reflect a world of illusion, allowing a person to experience a lifetime within.

The more powerful the spirit and mind of the hypnotist, the larger and more realistic the world they can create in the heart.

"That is one way..." Sun Shisheng nodded, "But, they do not qualify. Their spirits are too fragile; who knows, they might emerge as completely different people."

"The world created by the spirit, although the original owner's spirit is essentially the protagonist of that world, other individuals are also created through their brain, amounting to an incredibly vast number of split personalities."

"With their owner's fragile spirit, they're likely to be possessed by their own stray thoughts."

"At that time, the situation could be much worse."

A world created in the mind allows the owner's spirit to train in an illusory world, purifying thoughts so that, upon awakening, there may be some transformation.

Unfortunately, both Sun Zhigang and Dong Guihua are petty people, best at nitpicking.

In the Spiritual Fantasy Realm, their own myriad thoughts taking them over is quite normal; falling into it and causing their spirit to perish is a far more troublesome issue.

Clearly, for someone like Sun Zhigang, the latter is far more likely.

As for activating something like the Golden Finger...

What is there to experience?

Nothing more than enjoying a lifetime of pleasure.

"Sun, since it's like this, I still think it's better to cut the mess with a quick slice," said Chan Yinsha, "Even though drawing the sword may increase the flow, extreme times call for extreme measures."

"If Sun, you cannot bring yourself to do it, I am willing to take your place."

Sun Shisheng glanced at Chan Yinsha and said, "Your temper hasn't changed much, it doesn't match your name 'Chan Yinsha' at all."

Chan Yinsha was unfazed, laughing, "I'm still young, so it's normal to be rash. There'll be time to seek enlightenment and join the monks when I'm older."

As the two of them joked, Sun Shisheng brought up the topic of opening the Taixu Illusory Realm.

"Following this, I plan to make the world within the Taixu Illusory Realm a bit more interesting—management of the martial arts school is now your responsibility."

"When was it not under my management?" complained Chan Yinsha, "Even though the school was given to you, it seems like it's still mine. You're always either hands-off or at school; really..."

"The capable ones do more work. I'll increase your salary, one Spiritual Qi Elixir a month."

"Thanks, Sun!"