Journey to the West Creation Technique

Lu Chengjun waded into the sea, letting the seawater submerge half of his body.

The waves were calm and gentle.

The large wooden barrel, like a fat fish being pushed and swayed by the waves, came right up to him.

He grabbed the edge of the bucket and dragged it toward the shore.

Although the wooden barrel was huge, the buoyancy of the seawater made it easy to drag.

Once it leaves the seawater and rolls onto the beach, it becomes incredibly heavy.

Lu Chengjun used his waist strength to roll the wooden bucket a few times on the beach.

With a final grit of his teeth, he flipped it over and landed it on the beach.

This bucket of fermented rice wine is enough for him to eat for half a month.

The bucket is extremely airtight, how do I open it?

Lu Chengjun looked around; various things were scattered on the beach.

Planks, ropes, sails...

The coastline had just been ravaged by shipwreck, and it was now a bustling marketplace.

See if we can find a crowbar?

After searching for a while, Lu Chengjun's eyes lit up; he had actually found a complete box.

We dragged the half-box ashore. The box was made of mortise and tenon joints. Once we found the right joint, we opened it with a press.

The box was crammed full of white porcelain bowls and plates, some blue and white, some white-glazed, all stacked neatly.

His heart warmed, and he quickly picked out the intact bowls and plates one by one, arranging them in a row on the sand.

The porcelain has been arranged.

The crowbar hasn't been installed yet.

Lu Chengjun stood up and continued searching on the beach.

After walking a few steps, I saw a stick stuck diagonally in the sand, with only part of it sticking out.

He strode forward, grabbed it, and pulled it upwards with force, pulling out an iron pot.

This stick turned out to be the handle of an iron pot.

Pots, pans, and utensils are all provided.

Build a house, and you can settle down.

He placed the pot next to the porcelain and continued searching.

On the deck of a stranded ship, a steel knife was found. The back of the blade was thick and the edge was sharp. It was more than enough to cut things and also to be used as a crowbar.

Lu Chengjun gripped the knife, weighed it in his hand, and quickly returned to the wooden barrel.

The bucket fits perfectly, with only a thin gap at the edge of the lid.

Insert the knife into the crevice.

Click.

The wooden lid was pried open slightly, then pried open again, and the lid was flipped over.

A young woman was hiding inside the wooden barrel, holding a tabby cat in her arms.

Four eyes were staring at him intently.

woman!?

Live?

Desert island?

Isn't that all there?

……

"Ahem..." Lu Chengjun coughed lightly, adopting the demeanor of the head of the family: "Young lady, what is your name?"

"My name is Qiao Zhi. And yours?" The woman appeared more composed than Lu Chengjun.

"My name is Lu Chengjun."

Qiao Zhi looked around, a puzzled expression on her face: "How did you survive?"

Lu Chengjun raised his hand and pointed to a spot not far away: "They rode up on its back."

In the distance, a water buffalo is searching for grass under a tree.

Qiao Zhi smiled gently: "As expected of the Azure Gold Beast, its swimming skills are excellent."

"Hehe... luck." Then Lu Chengjun said seriously, "Miss Qiao, now that we're stranded on a deserted island, it's just the two of us. We should stick together and help each other. A lot of supplies have washed ashore. Go and pick up some usable ones, and it would be best to find some food; I'll go and build a place to stay."

Qiao Zhi nodded and stepped out of the wooden tub, holding the cat.

After landing, the tabby cat looked around at this unfamiliar world.

Lu Chengjun then walked alone towards the woods, carrying a steel knife.

To find a place to stay, you first need to choose a location.

Safe, dry, and close to a water source...

He walked and observed.

The deserted island was larger than he had imagined.

Behind the beach is a gentle slope covered with low shrubs and wild grass. Further in, you can see a forest with trees that are not very tall but grow densely.

He stopped after walking about an arrow's length.

This place is nice.

About twenty or thirty feet from the shore, the terrain gradually rises, so the tide can't reach it no matter what. Behind it is a small grove of trees, which can block the wind.

There are several large rocks about half a person's height at the edge of the woods, naturally forming a small semicircle. If a shed could be built at the gap in the rocks, with support on three sides, it would save half the effort.

Lu Chengjun stepped into the ground, the soil under his feet was still dry and hard, without any standing water.

There is a babbling stream nearby, and a small creek.

He walked into the woods with his knife in hand, picking out the thickest of the miscellaneous trees.

With its sharp blade, it felled a tree in just a few strokes, trimmed its branches, and dragged it back to use as a pillar.

After chopping enough timber, he began cutting thatch. The wild grass on the deserted island grew wildly, reaching half a person's height, and could be grabbed in handfuls. He used vines to tie the thatch into bundles, stacking them one by one next to the pile of stones.

Building a house is too tiring; Lu Chengjun could never build a two-bedroom, one-living-room house.

Only one nest can be built.

From now on, Qiao Meizi and I will have to squeeze into this nest.

There's really no other way...

Conditions apply.

We can only squeeze in to sleep.

Besides, if she doesn't sleep with herself on this deserted island, is she supposed to sleep with a cow?

In a cheerful mood and with light movements, Lu Chengjun quickly began to build a grass wall.

Bundles of thatch were tightly woven with vines onto a wooden frame...

Build your own cozy little home.

Pots, bowls, ladles, basins, knives, houses, women... everything is there.

This is no deserted island, it's clearly a paradise.

Life is getting better and better.

Just then, the bushes suddenly trembled.

Lu Chengjun stopped what he was doing and gripped the knife handle tightly.

He stared intently at the dense forest.

Suddenly, the bushes parted to the sides, and a colorful shadow darted out.

Lu Chengjun instinctively raised the knife.

Upon seeing the gleaming broadsword and the composed human, the creature did not rashly launch an attack.

This was a monster unlike any I had ever seen before. It was about half the height of a human, with thick legs, short forelimbs tucked into its chest, and a long, thin tail trailing behind it, swaying from side to side.

Its head is sharp and enormous, disproportionately large, and filled with fangs.

The demon observed the human holding the knife before him with its murky yellow eyes and determined that he was merely bluffing.

With a screech, the demon queen kicked off the sand, sending up a cloud of dust as she pounced straight at him.

Lu Chengjun held up a steel knife, but it was like a fire poker, completely useless.

He instinctively closed his eyes.

But death did not come; all that could be heard was the howling wind.

When he opened his eyes again, the beast had already collapsed to the ground, twitched twice, and then lay still.

Lu Chengjun, panting heavily, looked down.

A long sword pierced through the beast's neck; the blade gleamed, and the hilt trembled slightly.

The sword seemed to possess a spirit; it transformed into a streak of white light and streaked away, landing in the hand of a man.

This person was none other than Cai Yiheng, a Qi Refining cultivator from the Qingyun Sect.

Flying swords slay demons!

Lu Chengjun quickly cupped his hands in greeting: "Master Cai."

"Hmm." Cai Yiheng's gaze swept over him and landed on the dead beast, his brows furrowing slightly.

Qiao Zhi quickly walked over and stood beside Cai Yiheng.

She glanced at the demon lying in a pool of blood, then at Lu Chengjun's pale face, and said softly, "Senior brother, this man is called Lu Chengjun. He may be the only mortal who survived in the fleet."

Cai Yiheng nodded slightly and looked at the monster on the ground, saying, "This is the Feathered Dragon."

"Feathered Dragon?" Qiao Zhi's expression brightened upon hearing this. "Feathered Dragons are unique to the Southern Desolate Continent. So, we've already arrived in the Southern Desolate Continent?"

Cai Yiheng nodded: "That's right, this is not an island in the sea, but the coastline of the Southern Desolate State."

"That's wonderful!" Qiao Zhi's eyes flashed with surprise. "In that case, we can travel to Nanmingwei by land."

Cai Yiheng nodded slightly, but his gaze unconsciously fell on Lu Chengjun beside him, a thoughtful look appearing between his brows: "However... what should we do with this person?"