Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

Heavenly Court, the night had deepened.

Zixia had not stayed in the Glycyrrhiza Garden, but had come to the side of the Heavenly River, a place unreachable by ordinary people, and stood quietly.

Under the moonlight, the scenery by the Heavenly River was exceptionally beautiful. Standing here, Zixia was filled with emotions.

Time seemed to have rewound, as if she had returned to the days when she and Monkey admired the scenery here together.

Thinking of Monkey, Zixia inevitably thought of the time when she had confessed her feelings to him. Remembering this, she sighed deeply, feeling that her status was too low to be with him.

After he rejected her, she felt she had no right to pursue him anymore.

"What are you thinking about!?"

Just as Zixia was standing by the Heavenly River, admiring the moonlit river, suddenly, a mysterious voice rang out, and immediately, the figure of a graceful woman appeared behind her.

This figure, only from the silhouette, could roughly be identified as a female, but the specific appearance was indistinguishable, as if everything was just a black shadow.

"You're here? Why are you helping me!?" Regaining her composure, Zixia turned to look at this mysterious figure behind her who appeared without a trace and asked directly about what she wanted to know.

"Why help you? Maybe it was a whim, done on the spur of the moment? Rest assured, before I helped you, I did not make any demands, nor did I ask you to do anything for me in the future!" The shadow laughed lightly and spoke calmly.

This statement made Zixia ponder silently for a moment before she nodded her head, indeed that was true.

Although she felt that this mysterious shadow was enigmatic and might not be a good person, at least for now, she hadn't made any demands on her, and for the moment, it seemed there was nothing harmful about her.

"So, how do you want to help me?" After pondering for a moment, Zixia did not refuse the help of the mysterious shadow and asked.

"It's simple..." the mysterious shadow began, "In this world, no matter how noble the status one desires, personal capability is the foundation. Thus, if you want to elevate your status and have the Empress regard you differently, you must enhance your cultivation level and aptitude!"

As soon as the words fell, the black figure made a motion as if tossing something.

Following her movements, instantly, a colorful lotus appeared and flew towards Zixia.

"This is a Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus. After consuming it, your aptitude will undergo earth-shaking changes. You should recognize it, right?" After throwing out the colorful lotus, the black shadow asked Zixia.

"Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus!?" Looking at the lotus in her hand, Zixia's eyes widened with shock and wonder.

As a fairy of the Empress's Glycyrrhiza Garden, Zixia naturally knew about the rare and exotic herbs of the world. The Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus was a supreme treasure of the world, as its name suggested, only growing once every ten thousand years.

Legend had it that the Empress had once transplanted one into the Glycyrrhiza Garden from Bodhisattva's Lotus Pond, and it was extremely precious.

"To my knowledge, the only places in the world that can produce Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus are the Lotus Pond of the Bodhisattva and the Glycyrrhiza Garden of the Empress. Who are you? How could you have such a treasure!?" After catching the Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus, Zixia was shocked, but even more so, she looked at the mysterious figure before her with suspicion.

"Hehehe, the Supreme Elder Lord refines countless Golden Cores; could it be that every single one is for his own consumption?" The mysterious shadow in black laughed and retorted in reply to Zixia's suspicious words.

Alright, that left Zixia speechless.

Indeed, although the Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus was said to be produced only in the Lotus Pond and Glycyrrhiza Garden, who's to say it wasn't granted or gifted by the Bodhisattva and the Empress to someone else?

Or perhaps, like the Yellow Wind Monster before, some audacious person stole it?

"This is a 6,000-year-old peach! Although it only blooms once every six thousand years, once consumed by mortals, it can make them immortals. Your Cultivation Level has already reached the Returning Void Realm; this peach should help you break through to the Realm of Heavenly Immortal, so let it be so for now!"

After the Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus had been brought out, the mysterious figure then took out a peach and tossed it to Zixia.

After leaving these words behind, the mysterious figure had no intention of staying any longer. After giving Zixia a brief instruction, she transformed into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipated into the air, leaving the riverside peaceful once again.

Yet, Zixia stood quietly by the river, holding in her hands the Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus and the 6,000-year-old peach, her mind filled with countless thoughts as she silently contemplated the identity of that mysterious shadow.

Because of these two treasures, her suspicion naturally initially fell on the Empress.

But then she shook her head; after all, she was just a minor fairy. Why would the Empress go through such great lengths for her?

Moreover, the Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus, there was only one in the Glycyrrhiza Garden, while the Lotus Pond was the main producer.

And although the 6,000-year-old peach was precious, the Empress would harvest them every time she held a Peach Festival, even giving many away, and it wasn't strange for the prominent immortals in heaven to treasure one or two.

Moreover, being a fairy under the Empress herself, if she really wanted to help her, there were plenty of ways to do so without the need for secrecy.

Feeling that it was unlikely to be someone like the Empress, Zixia immediately wondered if it could be Bodhisattva.

However, after thinking it over, she also felt it was unlikely. She had no personal connection with Guanyin, who was a member of the Buddhist Sect. Besides, what would be the purpose of Guanyin secretly aiding a lowly fairy of the Heavenly Court?

Furthermore, the aim of this dark figure seemed to be to bring her and Monkey together.

Being a member of the Buddhist Sect, Guanyin should have tried to stop this, right?

Fairy Zixia shook her head. She thought the likelihood of the Empress or Guanyin being involved was slim. Perhaps it was someone else.

But whoever it was, capable of appearing and disappearing without a trace, and producing treasures like the Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus and the Peach, must be one of the prominent figures among the Immortals and Buddhas.

After all, if it were a Demon, it wouldn't be so easy to produce these two treasures!

Zixia pondered quietly for a moment. Although the individual was mysterious, she surmised he was not a demon. Breathing a sigh of relief, she took the two treasures and turned to leave.

One Ten Thousand Years Colorful Lotus could enhance her aptitude, and one Peach could help her ascend to the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Delighted, Zixia knew she had to go back and thoroughly refine these treasures.

...

On the other hand, in the Three Pure Ones Temple, Jiang Liu and his companions hadn't waited long after Sun Wukong and the others had departed before returning swiftly, merely a day later.

Apart from Sun Wukong, three demons—Tiger, Deer, and Sheep—returned, along with another child who looked about five or six years old.

A child of five or six, a little boy. In his previous life, this would be the age of an elementary student.

There was no need to ask. Jiang Liu knew at a glance that this child was the reincarnation through borrowing a corpse for the soul.

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Looking at the child's figure, Jiang Liu silently muttered to himself, and soon, a translucent profile appeared before his eyes.

ID: Yuanling (Golden).

Gender: Male.

Profession: Taoist Priest.

Level: 28.

Equipment: None.

Jiang Liu was internally surprised upon seeing the profile that appeared before him. A level of 28 wasn't unusual, about the Body Tempering Realm's cultivation level, and there was no significant difference from before.

But what really shocked Jiang Liu was the color of the profile, which had reached golden quality!?

Golden quality represented something significant, and Jiang Liu knew it well.

Like Sun Wukong, like Little Witch, like Red Boy, and like Little White Dragon who had obtained the Ancient Candle Dragon's Dragon Ball, they were all beings of golden quality...

Yuanling, after borrowing a corpse to resurrect the soul, had directly reached golden quality!?

Obviously, it couldn't be due to his soul, so, clearly, it must be because of this physical body!

The ancient cave of ten thousand years on Zhongnan Mountain, the mysteriously frozen corpse! It seems he has a remarkable origin!

"Wukong, do you guys know the background of this corpse that Yuanling used to resurrect?" Jiang Liu asked, still internally shocked as he spoke to Sun Wukong.

"Not sure, seems like a short-lived ghost died here at some point, and then the body was frozen! However, this body is indeed excellent, possessing extraordinary aptitude! This Little Taoist Priest really hit the jackpot!" Hearing Jiang Liu's question, Sun Wukong replied.

"Indeed, we have the Great Saint's divine skills to thank! Without the Great Saint's divine skills, my disciple couldn't have had such great fortune!" The three demons—Tiger, Deer, Sheep—also appeared very satisfied with the physical body used for Yuanling's resurrection, not forgetting to thank Sun Wukong while speaking.

Clearly, after spending a day away, the three demons had come to understand the Monkey's nature.

"Hehehe, don't mention it, it was a mere trifle!" Sun Wukong, who loved to be complimented, laughed, his eyes squinting with pleasure.

"Looks like, after just a day, these three demons have figured out this Monkey!" Jiang Liu silently muttered as he watched them shower Sun Wukong with praise.

However, before Jiang Liu could say more, suddenly, a Zen chant rang out from the sky, like the beating of evening drums and morning bells, accompanied by a descent of Buddhist Light.

"Master, Guanyin has come!"