I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

In the mountains and fields of Xiniu Hezhou, demons lurk; in Dongsheng Shenzhou, the immortal sects are in seclusion; in Nanzhanbuzhou, mortals are busy making a living; and in Beiju Luzhou, ghosts whisper.

Only in the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain in Yalong Mountain was there a scene of gloom and desolation.

Bodhi Patriarch's hair and beard stood on end, and his face was ashen, like the bottom of a pot.

His beloved disciple, Sun Wukong, had fallen into a quagmire of madness ever since the calamity of the chaotic laws.

Normally, the Monkey King is valiant and powerful, his fiery eyes able to see through illusions with a single glance; but now he runs wild in the mountains like a wild beast, scratching his ears and cheeks, talking nonsense, sometimes laughing loudly and dominating the Heavenly Court, sometimes weeping and longing for his homeland.

Bodhi tried calming mantras, soul-suppressing talismans, and even personally sealed the Monkey King's sea of ​​consciousness, but the chaotic laws were like a bone-deep sore, eroding layer by layer without retreating an inch.

"Damn the rules! If this monkey keeps acting like this, how can he shoulder great responsibilities?"

Bodhi muttered to himself, flicked his sleeves, and transformed into a streak of blue light, heading straight for the Tushita Palace in the Heavenly Court.

He was furious and immediately turned his anger towards the old man—Laozi.

Legend has it that Laozi refined countless elixirs. Could the source of that chaos be some evil fire leaking from the alchemy furnace in the Tushita Palace? Outside the Tushita Palace, clouds and mist swirl, and smoke curls from the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Bodhi landed on the ground and shouted, "Laojun! Get out here for me, your ancestor!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, startling the palace servants who scattered in all directions.

Inside the hall, Laozi was stroking his beard and sipping tea when he heard this. He frowned and slowly pushed open the door to come out: "Fellow Daoist Bodhi, why are you making such a fuss? I have no grudge against you. Is it because of that monkey again?"

Laozi's white beard fluttered, his eyes were as indifferent as an ancient well, yet they concealed a hint of helplessness.

This Bodhi has a childlike temperament, often causing a ruckus, yet his cultivation is extraordinary, giving him a real headache.

Bodhi pointed at Laozi, his beard and hair flying wildly: "Still pretending! That monkey Wukong was born a spirit monkey, how could he suddenly go mad? It's clearly because your alchemy furnace produced some crooked and evil methods, leaking chaotic energy and harming my disciple! If you don't give me an explanation today, I, your ancestor, will tear down this dilapidated palace of yours!"

Although he could see some innocence in Laozi's eyes—the old man looked bewildered and had no guilty conscience—he deliberately lingered, hands on his hips, blocking the palace gate, just like a rascal in the mortal world.

Laozi was amused and stroked his beard, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken."

"This humble Taoist has always followed the righteous path in alchemy; how could I have been tainted by chaos? I have also heard of the matter of that monkey; it is likely a calamity in the cycle of Heaven's rebirth, what does it have to do with me?"

He originally intended to shut the door and let the mad Taoist fend for himself, but Bodhi refused to leave, chattering incessantly: "Not doing it? Then tell me, how do you plan to save him? I've tried a hundred methods, but none of them have worked."

"You old fox, your alchemy is unparalleled in the three realms, surely you have a way?"

Laozi, unable to bear it any longer, flicked his sleeve, and a golden light lashed out like a whip, aiming straight for Bodhi's shoulder: "Fellow Daoist, do not entangle me, this humble Daoist has no time!"

This whip strike is a Taiqing Immortal Technique; though executed with a light touch, it can seal a person's spiritual power.

Bodhi chuckled, his figure blurring as he let the golden light strike him without flinching. He immediately fell to the ground, rolling around and yelling, "Ouch! Laozi is hitting me! A Heavenly Saint is bullying a rogue cultivator! Gods, come quick!"

He imitated the tricks of mortals who stage accidents, creating a deafening roar that reached straight to the Heavenly Court, attracting the attention of the guards at the South Heavenly Gate, the fairies of Yaochi, and even causing the Jade Emperor's carriage to pause slightly.

Bodhi knew perfectly well that this old man was most afraid of losing face. Everyone in the Three Realms knew that he was aloof and proud. If things got out of hand, how could he save face? Laozi's face twitched, and he quickly withdrew his hand, cupping his hands and saying, "Enough, enough! Fellow Daoist, don't make a fuss. I will go with you to Yalong Mountain."

There's always a way to save that monkey.

He shook his head helplessly. This Bodhi acted like a naughty street urchin, yet he had somehow managed to make him suffer in silence.

The two rode the wind and arrived at Flower Fruit Mountain in an instant.

At the foot of Yalong Mountain, at the entrance of the Water Curtain Cave, the monkey troop scattered in fright, and a golden-haired figure tumbled inside the cave—it was Sun Wukong.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was yelling incoherently. He grabbed an iron rod and swung it wildly, smashing rocks and sending dust flying.

Bodhi felt a pang of heartache and cried out, "Wukong! Your master is here!"

Lao Jun landed, scanned the area with his spiritual sense, and frowned: "Hmm... This Monkey King is a stone monkey that has become a spirit. He is inherently unruly, but he has been corrupted by the chaotic laws."

The laws are like threads, winding through the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness; there is no way to eradicate them, only suppression.

He flipped his palm and took out a pill. The pill was crystal clear and had a faint light of order flowing through it: "This pill contains the laws of order. It can temporarily calm the mind. Take one pill a day and you will be clear-headed for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

However…

Before he could finish speaking, Bodhi, impatient, snatched the pill and shoved it into Wukong's mouth: "Quick! Monkey, eat it!"

Sun Wukong was dancing wildly, but as soon as the pill entered his mouth, his body stiffened, the red light in his eyes faded, and he regained some clarity.

Laozi sighed, stroked his beard, and said, "Fellow Daoist, what's the rush? I haven't finished speaking yet..."

He paused, his expression subtle: "This pill was originally used for breeding the Heavenly Horse King, and it has significant side effects."

One must mate with a female beast every day, otherwise inner demons will grow and intensify.

The medicine is effective for three years; one should only remain conscious for the duration of an incense stick's burning each day. It is crucial not to stop taking it midway.

Upon hearing this, Bodhi was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale: "A breeding pill? Laozi! You old Taoist priest, you've tricked me!"

He was so angry that his hair stood on end, and he wished he could slap the old man flat.

But Wukong had already swallowed the pill. Once inside his stomach, the power of order cleansed his consciousness like a clear spring. The Monkey King rubbed his eyes and looked around blankly: "Master... how did I fall asleep? Just now in my dream, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. It was so strange."

Bodhi forced a smile and patted Wukong on the shoulder: "It's alright, it's alright, you little monkey, go and rest."

"I have something to discuss with Laozi."

He pulled Laozi aside and roared in a low voice, "Three years? Daily mating? With Wukong's temperament, how could he follow your evil rules? Once his inner demons are unleashed, won't he destroy Flower Fruit Mountain?"

Laozi spread his hands, looking innocent, and said, "I originally intended to explain in detail, but who knew you were so impatient."

Once the medicine has been administered, proceed with the prescription.

Find a female monkey every day, mate with her once, and your inner demons will dissipate.

Otherwise… hey, with the chaotic laws combined with inner demons, Wukong would probably be condemned to eternal damnation.

A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes. This Bodhi, who usually considered himself a master, had now stumbled, which was quite amusing.

Bodhi was furious but helpless, and could only secretly resolve: once the journey to the West is completed, this monkey will never be granted Buddhahood! I, the patriarch, will not forgive his behavior! He waved his sleeve to drive away Laozi, and turned around to see that Wukong had regained his spirits and was excitedly asking about the past: "Master, how could I have lost my mind? Has the Jade Emperor sent troops again?"

Bodhi forced a smile, about to make some fuss, when suddenly he heard monkey cries coming from behind the mountain. A group of female monkeys frolicked by, their voices soft and sweet, like a spring breeze rustling willows.

Upon hearing this, a wicked glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his lips as he murmured, "This voice... it's so familiar. Why do I feel such an irresistible itch in my heart?"

Bodhi's face turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He quickly shouted, "Wukong! Don't listen! Your master will take you to meditate!"

His heart was filled with turbulent emotions: with this elixir, the Monkey King would likely become the queen of stallions on Flower Fruit Mountain.

Three years have passed, what am I going to do? Laozi, you old scoundrel, one day, I will make sure your furnace in the Tushita Palace is blown to smithereens!

In the far east of the Hidden Realm, a small island isolated in the sea has been transformed into a secluded paradise after a thousand years of weathering.

In the center of the island stands a majestic alchemy furnace, its body engraved with ancient runes, breathing in and out the essence of heaven and earth.

Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint aura of chaos. Although his face was pale, it exuded a serene composure that transcended the mortal world.

A thousand years passed in the agonizing process of alchemy, and he finally awaited this moment. "Boom!"

The alchemy furnace suddenly trembled, the lid flew up into the sky, and four dazzling rays of light shot out from it, soaring straight into the clouds.

In the light, four crystal-clear pills slowly emerged, each the size of an infant's fist, with golden spiritual patterns flowing across their surface, and faintly shimmering with the light of intelligence.

Saint-level Primordial Chaos Pills! A hint of wild joy flashed in Jiang Wang's eyes. These four pills had already developed sentience, like four small immortals, hovering lightly around him.

"Owner……"

The four pills whispered in unison, their voices childish yet carrying the rhythm of the heavens.

Jiang Wang smiled slightly, waved his hand lightly, and four golden lights entered his palm.

"From now on, you will be my right and left arms."

With a thought, the four pills transformed into four streams of light and merged into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Instantly, a surge of immense primordial energy flowed into his meridians, and his cultivation showed signs of a potential breakthrough.

After successfully refining the elixir, Jiang Wang did not stop.

He took out the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd, and with a shake of the gourd's mouth, wisps of pure, water-like energy overflowed from it.

This is the pure energy of heaven, originating from the ninth level of the celestial realm, containing endless essence of the heavenly Dao.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath and refined all the pure energy into his body.

In an instant, a golden rune appeared between his brows, and the Heavenly Dao's fortune surged forth like a tide—three hundred portions! A full three hundred portions of the Heavenly Dao's fortune transformed into a golden dragon of fortune, swirling and roaring around him.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Wang burst into laughter; this gain far exceeded his expectations.

Three hundred portions of Heavenly Fortune are enough for him to roam freely throughout the Three Realms.

What's even more remarkable is that this fortune is no ordinary one; it was directly stripped from the Heavenly Dao and is incomparably pure.

With a thought, he transmitted his voice to Li Bai, who was far away in the Heavenly Realm: "Brother Li, continue to absorb the pure energy of the Heavenly Realm, do not stop."

The ninth level is empty; the next step is the eighth level, until all the pure energy of the celestial realm is swept away!

Li Bai's voice echoed in his mind, carrying a hint of drunken pride: "Rest assured, my lord, I will certainly not fail you!"

Jiang Wang nodded, his gaze falling on the pile of continental fragments inside the Devouring Heaven Gourd.

These fragments are remnants from when he devoured the continent, piled up like mountains, faintly emanating the breath of the earth.

If left unaddressed, unforeseen circumstances may arise.

Just then, the system's cold voice rang in my mind: "Fragments of the continent have been detected. The host can use the Kongtong Seal to suppress them and trigger the reshaping of the earth's veins."

Warning: This action will cause the overall expansion of the four continents, affecting the balance of power in the Three Realms.

Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow. The Kongtong Seal was his most treasured possession, containing the five elements, which could suppress these fragments.

He took out the seal, which shone brightly with golden light, and smashed it into the gourd.

"Buzz!"

The gourd trembled violently, and the fragments wriggled like living things. The Kongtong Seal transformed into a majestic mountain, suppressing it.

In an instant, a powerful force of earth veins erupted from the gourd, tearing through the void and rushing straight to the earth.

The four continents trembled instantly! In Xiniuhe Continent, at Pingdingshan.

Bodhi Patriarch sat upright in the Patriarch Hall, closing his eyes to meditate.

Suddenly, the entire mountain range seemed to be pulled by a giant hand, the ground rose up, and the peaks grew taller.

Bodhi suddenly opened his eyes, his face turning deathly pale: "What kind of demon are you?!"

He flashed out of the cave and saw that Pingdingshan had expanded from its original 600-mile radius to 1,800 miles in the blink of an eye! The mountain did not collapse but instead expanded as a whole, with new rocks and spiritual veins being reshaped.

Even more terrifying is that the entire Xiniuhe Continent is like an elongated scroll, its east-west span increasing threefold, with rivers and mountains extending accordingly, yet strangely avoiding all human settlements.

The village remained safe and sound, and the city was undamaged.

Bodhi Patriarch's face turned ashen, his hair and beard bristling: "This...this is a change in the Heavenly Way! Who? Who is stirring up the Earth's veins?!"

He did some quick calculations and vaguely sensed an unfamiliar fluctuation of fortune, but it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

The expansion of Pingdingshan should have been a blessing, but the rapid changes filled him with great fear.

Xiniu Hezhou is a crucial place for the journey to the West. With this expansion, won't the journey to the West be turned upside down? Bodhi gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but he was ultimately powerless to stop it. He could only watch helplessly as the landscape was reshaped, his hair and beard standing on end in anger.

At the same time, the continents of Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, and Beijuluzhou also experienced earthquakes and landslides.

The land expanded three times its original size, mountains and rivers stretched out as if they were alive, spiritual energy surged, and human fortune poured into the human world like a river bursting its banks.

Jiang Wang sensed all of this on the hidden island, and the system notification sounded again: "Hidden quest 'Earth Vein Reshaping' completed, reward: two mysterious stone tablets, one experience point lottery chance."

Current holdings of the Mysterious Stone Tablets: Six.

Jiang Wang smiled slightly; this unexpected joy put him in a great mood.

Six stone slabs are enough to piece together part of the secrets of heaven.

He extracted experience points, and his cultivation improved once again, faintly touching the threshold of the Primordial Chaos Realm.

The surge in human fortune is like a warm current, quietly changing the landscape of the Three Realms.

With the power of Heaven weakened and the power of humanity at its zenith, countless variables have been introduced on the journey to the West.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat cross-legged on a futon, his body surrounded by surging chaotic energy.

Just now, he had exhausted all his efforts to suppress the rebellious consciousness within him—those wisps of heresy that had sprung from the Heavenly Dao, attempting to overthrow his control.

Hongjun's face darkened, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes: "You cowards, how dare you retaliate?"

With a single palm strike, the power of chaos surged forth, completely crushing those fragments of consciousness.

After suppressing the pressure, he was about to go into seclusion when he suddenly felt the Three Realms tremble.

The Heavenly Dao's fortune, like a burst dam, lost three hundred portions, which instead flowed into the human realm! Hongjun frowned, calculated with his fingers, and immediately understood everything: "Jiang Wang... it's you again."

He recalled the essence blood extracted from Jiang Wang's hair, the hidden Dao talent within it, which aroused his greed.

This kid not only refined the pure energy of heaven, but also stirred up the earth's veins, causing the four continents to expand.

This seemingly unintentional act struck at the very foundation of the Heavenly Way, causing the fortunes of humanity to surge threefold, extending the journey to the West, and subtly shifting the overall trend of the Journey to the West.

Hongjun sneered, "Interesting. This boy's behavior is exactly what I planned." (End of Chapter)