Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

The seventeenth year.

That is, the present.

In the sunny March, willow catkins fluttered in the wind.

At this moment, completely different from seventeen years ago, no one could have imagined that in just seventeen years, the world could undergo such significant changes.

Although the countries on Earth had not fully united, due to the presence of someone... no, a certain force, the global center had shifted to the East.

This magical land had finally revitalized its true vitality within seventeen years.

Minglun Martial School, outer courtyard.

Sun Shisheng, Wang Chao, and Li Hansha gathered together, manifesting their wills, standing in the void, watching a new batch of students enroll and focusing on... a certain student among them.

"That's Su Jie."

Wang Chao's cultivation was no longer what it had been initially; he could, like Sun Shisheng, see the fortunes and phenomena—a blue lotus rising slowly amidst the vast red dust.

Emerging from the mud unstained, cleansing the ripples without being seductive.

It appeared both real and illusory, spectacularly beautiful.

Of course, no matter how advanced someone else's cultivation was, they could not see these spectacular phenomena unless their cultivation was related to the great dao of destiny.

The main reason Wang Chao could see it was the resonance between the "Three Pure Ones."

Li Hansha was the same.

"He's just enrolled in a summer remedial course," Li Hansha stroked his chin. "In nearly two months, ordinary people can hardly learn anything useful, and the classes taught in this summer remedial course, apart from basic skills, are all kinds of practical maneuvers that allow them to survive in the current society."

These so-called maneuvers were nothing but "fancy but ineffective moves."

Although vigor had increased and the promotion and popularization of spiritual cultivation had given rise to various martial arts competitions, there were only a few paths available for those with higher vitality.

Join the military, work in security, become a martial arts star, a stunt double, or run training classes, etc.

Although everyone's vitality had increased.

Yet, the truly powerful beings were still just a few.

After all, if everyone's average level rose, it was equivalent to hardly rising at all; the paths available to everyone were just those few unless one's vitality broke through 1.

Those with a vitality level beyond 1 had already stepped into the real realm of the transcendent, and such individuals generally received privileges in various fields.

Because the enhancement in life force was all-encompassing.

Thus, their brains became sharper, and they could learn anything much faster.

Therefore, the higher the vitality, the greater the privilege received.

Of course, since the average life force in Huaxia was 0.7, only those with a life force above 1 could get significant privileges.

And the number of people with a life force of 1 exceeded ten million worldwide.

Among them, Huaxia had four million.

In seventeen years, those at Minglun Martial School who had reached the fetal breath stage were the same few, but quite a number had entered the Great Meditation Stage, reaching around a vitality of 7.

The Stable Realm, not so many outside.

After all, the society was currently in a period of rapid development, the hearts and minds of people were unsettled, and those in the Great Meditation Realm might regress.

However, most of the students in the inner courtyard of Minglun Martial School were at the Great Meditation Realm.

Great Meditation was the minimum standard.

Wang Chao spoke indifferently, "Since it's Spiritual Treasure, maybe he really could learn something in these two months... Sun, shouldn't we arrange something?"

"Let nature take its course," Sun Shisheng said, his expression indifferent. "As a Spiritual Treasure, he has his own destiny and will soon catch up with you."

Wang Chao nodded, "That's fine too."

Li Hansha, however, brought up another matter. "We have quite a few foreigners here. Their craze for kung fu is much higher than that of the locals."

"Just don't regard them as foreigners." Sun Shisheng remained unemotional.

"Sun, what do you mean?" Wang Chao seemed to understand something.

"Our horizons should be broader," Sun Shisheng said softly. "Since ancient times, have we only had fifty-six? Now, with people as numerous as fire, adding a fifty-seventh or fifty-eighth would be wonderful, wouldn't it?"

"If the future involves entering the stars and transcending dimensions, we could expand this number by hundreds, thousands, or ten thousands of times."

"A great mind can hold many ideas; magnanimity brings greatness."

"The greatest culture on our side is inclusivity, powerful enough to absorb everything."

"Once they've learned our culture, they are our people, that's all there is to it."

Wang Chao, inspired, said, "Is this what you envision for the Transcendent, Sun? It truly is captivating!"

Li Hansha added, "However, we need to take the essence and discard the dregs, abandon things that don't fit the times, and once they can shine anew, we can pick them up again."

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"A manifestation of the Dao."

"When all beings speak the same language and write the same script, even if they retain their own features, even if they fight to death in the future—still, they will be of the same race."

The distinction between races should not be based on appearance, gender, or skin color, but on the identification with wisdom and culture.

This is the most fundamental difference.

It is evident that even among humans themselves, without mentioning international differences, just within a country, the disparity between the rich and the poor is enough to sort people into different classes.

And currently, the only thing that ensures fairness, is the law.

"What a heavy burden and a long road ahead,"

Sun Shisheng remarked.

Facing such issues, one absolutely cannot resort to oppression by force. While force is indispensable, reasoning is even more crucial — how to control one's impulsive thoughts and desires is a question everyone must contemplate.

Impulsive thoughts and desires affect everyone, from ordinary people to deities.

Therefore, even if one's heart is as calm as the ancient sage, one must always cultivate oneself; even if one's wisdom is as bright as Buddha's, one still needs to chant scriptures constantly.

Who doesn't experience wavering thoughts and desires?

Only those without wisdom, souls, or the sixth sense are naturally free from such disturbances...

...

"Is this Minglun Martial School?"

Looking at the bustling, huge campus, Su Jie couldn't help but marvel.

He felt a genuine fondness for Minglun, and not just because Minglun's vice principal, Wang Chao, had helped resolve his sister's mental issues.

In his heart, it was as if a voice was telling him that this was where he belonged.

However, he quickly dismissed this stray thought.

After all, everyone in the world yearned for Minglun Martial School, which was pioneering a new global structure, creating intelligent systems, and studying vitality and spiritual cultivation.

Minglun Martial School could be said to be the largest martial school in the world, surpassing the majority of universities worldwide.

Rumor had it that although the school primarily taught cultivation, the cultural courses offered during the teaching process were exceedingly beneficial.

Furthermore, unlike most universities where students switch fields after graduation, the knowledge gained here could genuinely be applied in everyday life.

Su Jie naturally longed for it.

But he knew that his visit this time was just to participate in a winter-summer martial training class hosted by Minglun, not to truly enroll in the university, so he wouldn't learn those things.

Yet, even the basics should be sufficient to solve his problems.

After his sister, Su Chen, regained her health last year, she made rapid advancements, achieving a vitality of 0.9, entered a university in the capital, and graduated successfully within a year by accelerating through levels.

In the past, graduation required sufficient credits and adherence to regulations.

But in today's age, strong vitality and high spiritual cultivation allow for fast-tracking through levels without the old hassles.

Seniority...

This was gradually fading away.

Su Jie understood the reason — Minglun Martial School.

The existence of this school even transcends the entire planet because rumor had it that the principal was the real body behind several major illusionary realms, the developer of the Taixu Illusory Realm.

As per some scientists, the Taixu Illusory Realm is a real world, pioneered by Sun Shisheng to harbor fantasies... If Sun Shisheng were even stronger, perhaps he could evolve those imaginary worlds into reality.

This was simply too incredible!

"Just wait, Sister, I will definitely increase my strength within the next two months and then help you deal with the troubles caused by Jiang Corporation,"

Su Jie secretly vowed, determined to solve his sister's problems.

After graduating, his sister Su Chen, along with other equally excellent classmates, founded a small company to research artificial intelligence.

But it was crushed by the Jiang Family.

He knew the reason: the Jiang Corporation coveted his sister's scientific capabilities and wanted her to work for Jiang Corporation for life.

His sister's company had initially taken out a large loan from a bank invested in by the Jiang Corporation and now bankrupt, naturally had to work for the Jiang Corporation.

Su Jie knew this was the tactic of the Jiang Corporation.

Moreover, Jiang Wudao from the Jiang Corporation was pursuing his sister, intending to keep her bound within the Jiang Corporation and work for them forever.

How could he allow the Jiang Corporation's wish to come true?

Yet, without the capital at home, their only two options were either to establish a major corporation in the future to crush the Jiang Corporation, or truly join Minglun Martial School to rapidly boost his own capabilities.

"Minglun, here I come!"

Arranged by a senior, Wang Chao paid the fees and got settled into a temporary dormitory.

The dormitory here was spacious, unlike his high school dormitory, where he didn't have to squeeze with eight people in a space slightly larger than a toilet.

This room was about fifty square meters, featuring two beds, with a writing desk below and a bed for sleeping above. Underneath the bed board, right above the writing desk, there was also a long strip light.

Turned on, it cast a soft, white light downward.

Su Jie could enter the first stage of deep sleep with a slight sense of its uniqueness, which seemed to promote sleep.

The senior explained, "This is Minglun's unique breathing light. The light is bright but soft, and even if you stare at it continuously, it won't make your eyes dizzy. The special magnetic field wave it emits can even promote deep sleep."

Then, she also turned on a round light on the ceiling of the dormitory and said, "This light serves the same function."