Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

"Holy Monk, Maitreya Buddha and I have both returned…"

Jiang Liu opened his friends list and saw the message, which was sent from Yuanling.

"Did you and Maitreya Buddha go see a Saint!?" Seeing that Yuanling finally replied to his message, Jiang Liu sent a message back to ask.

"Yes, Maitreya Buddha and I met with Sect Master Jieyin! Afterward, the Sect Master spoke to the Buddha about some matters concerning the Hongmeng Purple Qi, then told us to return!" Yuanling replied with another message.

During the conversation, Yuanling succinctly recounted the events he had encountered to Jiang Liu.

It turns out that while the Three Realms and Six Paths are part of the Great Thousand Worlds, those who have achieved the level of Saints can possess their own worlds, which are considered Small Thousand Worlds.

At the time, during the battle between Maitreya Buddha and Kunpeng, the Jieyin Treasure Banner swept both Maitreya Buddha and Yuanling into Jieyin's Small Thousand World.

As for the battle between Maitreya Buddha and Kunpeng, Jieyin naturally inquired about it, learning that they were fighting over the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Then, whether Maitreya Buddha truly took away the Hongmeng Purple Qi or not was also a matter of inquiry by Jieyin.

Faced with Sect Master Jieyin's questions, Maitreya Buddha naturally did not dare to conceal the truth. Although he had Yuanling in his possession, he had not obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi at all.

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Jiang Liu, of course, knew that Maitreya Buddha had not obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and after hearing Yuanling's thorough explanation, Jiang Liu gained some understanding of their situation.

Of course, what he came to know more clearly was that each Saint possesses their own Small Thousand World.

Separated by a world, his game system abilities were like having no signal at all, utterly unable to connect.

"Alright, now that I know, continue to stay by Maitreya Buddha's side. If there's any unusual movement, remember to inform me!"

Seeing that there wasn't anything significant happening in the Small Thousand World with Yuanling and Maitreya Buddha, Jiang Liu didn't concern himself with it any further.

After all, having been saved by Jieyin meant there was no danger to his life, which seemed to be a very happy affair.

After closing the chat with Yuanling, Jiang Liu's thoughts quietly mulled over what he had learned.

Saints, they all have their own Small Thousand Worlds, which block communication from their chat messages.

Then, is Gaoyang actually within a Saint's Small Thousand World?

Yuanling didn't mention Gaoyang, so does that mean? Gaoyang isn't inside Jieyin's Small Thousand World? Perhaps it is very likely within Zhunti's Small Thousand World?

Or is it that Gaoyang is, in fact, within Jieyin's Small Thousand World, but Yuanling simply didn't see him?

Musing in his heart, in the end, Jiang Liu shook his head.

Anyway, if there's a chance in the future, he could try seeing if Yuanling could visit Zhunti's Small Thousand World again.

Naturally, if he could personally go, that would be even better.

Shaking his head, Jiang Liu didn't mean to say anything further. On the road of the Journey to the West, often Sun Wukong would open a copy of the Map of Mountains and Rivers, and then, the group would proceed through the copy, one after another, making days pass quickly.

However, the 2.2 billion Experience Points needed to reach level 71 were still incredibly far off.

And so, another month's time swiftly went by.

After a month had passed, the weather had grown even colder.

One day, walking on the road for the Scripture Seeking journey, suddenly, pieces of pure white snowflakes began to drift down from the sky.

"Is it snowing? Time flies so fast!" Jiang Liu extended his hand, and a snowflake slowly landed in his palm, feeling a hint of coolness at the center, and almost immediately, the snowflake turned into a tiny droplet of water.

Seeing the snowfall, Jiang Liu knew that the New Year was not far away.

After the New Year, it would mark the sixth year since his arrival in the Journey to the West World, wouldn't it?

The journey to the West had been underway for nearly five years.

It is worth mentioning that after this month's time, Good Corpse had already reached level 60, and the day for Crossing Tribulation seemed not too far away.

Because Good Corpse couldn't earn Experience Points and level up by using Life Professions or task functions like Jiang Liu, he noticed that Good Corpse was leveling up faster by hunting monsters.

Furthermore, with the leveling up he had been assisting with, Good Corpse had reached level 60 in just a few months, which was indeed a swift rate of progress.

Also, during this month, Jiang Liu felt life was exceptionally tranquil. Astonishingly, no calamities occurred along the way. It seems, in the past month, everyone has been busy.

Even Maitreya Buddha, whose arm had been severed, had no time to arrange any calamities for Jiang Liu?

Ding ding ding!

As Jiang Liu and his companions continued on the path of the Journey to the West for Scriptures, suddenly, after a long period of silence, a message popped up in the chat.

Jiang Liu opened the chat to see, and once again, it was a message from Yuanling.

Could it be that Maitreya Buddha has arranged some kind of calamity for himself again?

"Holy Monk, these past days, Maitreya Buddha has inquired about the news regarding the Hongmeng Purple Qi…" However, what Yuanling intended to speak of was not a matter of disaster, but rather about the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

It turned out that because he went to the Small Thousand Worlds, Maitreya Buddha naturally did not partake in the battle for the Hongmeng Purple Qi among the Quasi-Saints.

Thus, Maitreya Buddha could only investigate the situation there.

Nine Quasi-Saints fought chaotically beyond the Thirty-Three Skies, and in the end, Master Wuchao was successfully captured by Randeng Buddha. However, after investigation by everyone, it was discovered that indeed, Master Wuchao had absorbed the Hongmeng Purple Qi into his body, attempting to break through to the Sage Realm.

But, the Hongmeng Purple Qi within him had been forcefully stripped away. As for who did it?

Master Wuchao himself did not know. He only mentioned that he was subdued with one move, and then the Hongmeng Purple Qi was forcibly extracted.

Regarding the whereabouts of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it seemed the clues had broken off once again. These past days, all the Quasi-Saints were almost all inquiring, openly or in secret, about the whereabouts of that last strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Of course, as for the identity of the person who stripped away the Hongmeng Purple Qi from Master Wuchao, there were endless guesses and diverse opinions.

Some said it must have been a Saint's doing, after all, aside from a Saint, who else could subdue Master Wuchao in one move?

But there were also voices saying it couldn't be a Saint, after all, Saints are not allowed to appear in the three realms and six paths, and this was personally stated by Hongjun Ancestor.

If it wasn't a Saint, then which Quasi-Saint in the world could possibly be powerful enough to defeat Master Wuchao in one stroke?

This question racked everybody's brains, and no one could figure it out.

As for Master Wuchao's Hongmeng Purple Qi being stolen? This point, everyone had no doubts.

After all, over the years, Master Wuchao had sustained some injuries on his body, something people familiar with him were aware of.

Moreover, isn't it good to hide the Hongmeng Purple Qi within oneself? Why, after having hidden it well, expose oneself to the danger of grave injuries to extract it?

"So that's what happened before!" With Yuanling's narration, Jiang Liu then learned that there had actually been a chaos involving nine Quasi-Saints, originally?

"Indeed, after the news of the Hongmeng Purple Qi emerged, no one could remain seated!

Although the chaos among the nine Quasi-Saints was surprising, Jiang Liu could accept this situation.

However, what truly astonished Jiang Liu was that the Hongmeng Purple Qi had actually been snatched away!?

So his guess was not wrong—the Master Wuchao who reached the Quasi-Saint Realm had indeed absorbed the Hongmeng Purple Qi into his body.

But, unexpectedly, it was taken by someone else?

A move that could subdue Master Wuchao? But it wasn't a Saint? Who could it be then?

Who in the world among the Quasi-Saints has the power to achieve this degree?

After pondering for a long time, even Jiang Liu could not figure out the reason.

He shook his head, alright, let's not think about it anymore.

As the saying goes, when the sky falls, there's a taller person to hold it up. Who snatched the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the end? A whole bunch of Quasi-Saints are scrambling to investigate it, and there is no need for him to join the search.

Besides, even though he coveted the Hongmeng Purple Qi himself, with his current strength, thinking about snatching it was completely out of the question, right?

If it really ended up in his hands, under the crime of possession, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Right, how is Maitreya Buddha's situation now?"

After musing silently for a moment, Jiang Liu shook his head, casting aside these messy thoughts, and immediately inquired about Maitreya Buddha's condition.

What Sage? What Hongmeng Purple Qi? These were all too far-fetched for himself. He might as well focus on completing his Journey to the West.

First, set a small goal — grow to the level of a Daluo Golden Immortal first.

"Maitreya Buddha? These recent days, he has been devising ways to recover his arm. However, that Witch-Slaying Sword is extremely powerful. Having had his arm severed, recovering it is proving to be very difficult…" Seeing that Jiang Liu asked about Maitreya Buddha's situation, Yuanling then recounted Maitreya Buddha's circumstances.

"Maitreya Buddha has no ways to recover?" Jiang Liu asked in surprise.

Is the Witch-Slaying Sword so formidable? Having his arm severed, Maitreya Buddha can't heal it successfully?

"It seems, Maitreya Buddha is thinking of seeking out Bodhisattva Guanyin…" Yuanling sent back a message saying.

"Guanyin?" Jiang Liu paused slightly at this.

If Maitreya Buddha, a Quasi-Saint, couldn't find a way, Guanyin is merely a Daluo Golden Immortal, how could she have a solution?

However, before Jiang Liu could ask further, Yuanling continued to explain, "It seems that the Divine Water inside Bodhisattva Guanyin's Jade Clean Bottle can help the Buddha recover his arm!"

"I see…" Jiang Liu suddenly understood in his heart.

Sometimes the existence of a Treasure has very special functions.

In the original text, the water in Guanyin's Jade Clean Bottle could even revive the Ginseng Fruit Tree, it seems to be truly extraordinary?