Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

Bird's Nest Arena.

Su Jie, Zhang Manman, and Jos walked over a swaying iron chain bridge in the wind, received their competition qualifications, and entered the arena.

All three of them had a vitality level above 1, naturally heading to the seventh floor.

Bai Jie spotted Su Jie as soon as he arrived and quickly jogged over, her face expressing disbelief, "Su Jie, why did you come at this time? We close at nine o'clock here."

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and even if they were to arrange matches, Su Jie wouldn't be able to fight many.

However, Bai Jie was well-informed; she knew the results of the inner court test, after all, many seniors had recorded videos of the spectacle and shared them within their circles.

Jiang Wudao lost a lot of face!

Next was Feng Yuxuan, whose three fingers were broken by Zhang Manman.

The Jiang Corporation and Feng Corporation, both large groups, were nothing compared to the students of Minglun's inner court; after all, under Minglun's watch, these corporations paled in comparison.

Dragon or tiger, they all had to lie low; no darkness could emerge.

Because once Minglun discovered that a personal vendetta between students led to trouble for one's family, it would step in to administer justice, especially stringent in Minglun and the nearby cities.

Speaking of which, Su Jie, you're really amazing, to actually defeat Jiang Wudao." Bai Jie congratulated him.

"Defeat? I clearly lost"

Su Jie shook his head, feeling that he was still far behind Jiang Wudao and needed to quickly improve his strength.

"You crushed his throat, that counts as a win. If you and he were really of the same cultivation level, you would definitely overpower him," Bai Jie remarked, thinking Su Jie was being modest, and continued cheerily, "He just happened to be born a bit earlier than you."

Su Jie shook his head, "Being born earlier is also an advantage. Right now, I am still far from his level, but the future remains uncertain."

Bai Jie did not pursue the topic, but simply asked, "Are you entering the arena? I can arrange it, but like I said earlier, we are about to close, I can only fit in around ten matches for you."

Zhang Manman inquired, "Other arenas and clubs are open 24 hours a day; why not here?"

Bai Jie, knowing Zhang Manman well, chuckled, "You frequent here often, so you should understand. Our place belongs to Minglun; clothing, food, accommodation, and even cultivation practices follow a schedule, including designated times for meals and sleep."

"Of course, that excludes certain special professions."

"However, even for security and similar special jobs, Minglun ensures they get ample rest, never less than eight hours of sleep."

This Bird's Nest Arena Manager emphasized humanity.

Jos stated, "Arrange the matches for us."

Bai Jie nodded, "No problem."

In the blink of an eye, it was nine o'clock in the evening. Su Jie fought eleven matches, one more than what Bai Jie had planned, earning a prize money of 110,000.

Zhang Manman, however, fought ten matches but won only six. In four matches, she faced more skilled opponents, reportedly students a year senior to her with much more experience.

However, Zhang Manman didn't mind; she had participated in over a thousand matches here without any psychological burden from wins or losses.

Jos was the most unfortunate, only winning three matches.

His large size and not slow speed didn't compensate for his low flexibility; his straightforward punches made it easy for opponents to spot flaws and take him down.

And in these arena matches, victory was determined either by one party falling or by scoring points.

Thus, Jos lost miserably.

Historically, martial arts were for survival, so as long as one could kill the enemy, it was considered a victory; but today, killing an opponent would be illegal and could result in a life sentence.

The law didn't care if you had signed a life-and-death contract.

This was the protection of human rights.

If the strong could kill at will with no legal consequences, it would be a terrifyingly chaotic situation - the beginning of the end!

Jos discontentedly stated, "I don't really like coming here. Outside, I could definitely beat them."

Su Jie patted Jos on the shoulder, handing him a towel, "Rules must exist, otherwise people wouldn't be human, but beasts. Here, wipe the sweat."

Jos took the towel and wiped off.

Afterwards, the three of them headed to individual shower rooms to wash off the sweat and freshen up before leaving the Bird's Nest Arena and heading towards the teaching area.

Gazing at the lakeside night view, the lights were brilliant.

Zhang Manman seemed to have realized something and commented, "Thinking about it, so many changes in the past decade, all brought by Minglun; even the war-torn areas in the West have ceased conflicts and signed peace treaties."

Su Jie wasn't familiar with these details but was quite interested, "Zhang Manman, can you tell me more? You seem to know a lot about the West."

Zhang Manman pursed her lips and replied, "Well, I used to be a bounty hunter, catching criminals, handing them to the police, and collecting bounties; but this profession only exists in the West, we've never had it historically here."

Jos also nodded, "That's right, bounty hunters exist only in the West, not here in the East, it's a matter of system and environment."

"In the West, criminals can be bailed out of prison, there are even jailbreaks, so some people are willing to spend money to have someone eliminate those criminals."

"I've never seen it with my own eyes, after all, I grew up here. All this is what my grandfather told me."

Su Jie sighed, "It seems that foreign countries are very dangerous." Read ahead and get updates at M*V*L*E*M*P*Y*R.

Zhang Manman pouted, "Of course it's dangerous. There's a saying— in the land of freedom, America, gunfights every day."

This was not just a saying.

Because guns are not banned, over a hundred shootings occur every day.

"However, Su Jie, if you really want to comprehend life and death, the best way is to experience it. In the West, you would have plenty of opportunities to face life and death directly," Zhang Manman said earnestly.

"That's one way, but on Primordial Star, I should also be able to face life and death," Su Jie said.

"It's not the same."

As Zhang Manman walked, she stretched lazily, swinging her arms and loosening her muscles from the previous ten battles, "Although Primordial Star is realistically harsh, when we go there, our bodies are the evolution of the soul. Even though it's terrifyingly real, we know in our hearts that even if we die there, we won't truly die."

"Of course, if you were a mid-level hypnotist and could truly hypnotize yourself, forget I said anything."

Mid-level hypnotist?

Su Jie shook his head. He had self-taught some hypnotist techniques, but he was currently still at the level between a hypnotist apprentice and a junior hypnotist, far from being a mid-level hypnotist.

Speaking of which, being a hypnotist was quite profitable. For each client, at least ten thousand.

When Minglun Martial School was still a martial arts dojo, it started by hypnotizing wealthy businessmen, although nowadays hypnotism had been categorized under the medical industry.

After all, a school offering hypnotism services didn't sound quite right... even though the whole area of Jiangnan City could be considered under Minglun Martial School's scope, placing such a business within the school's area seemed a bit inappropriate.

However, going to Minglun Sanatorium or a hypnotism salon to get a hypnotist's qualification certificate might also be a way to make money...

...

The next day.

Su Jie got up and immediately communicated with the Ming Lun marking, entering the Taixu Illusory Realm. However, this time he did not appear in the gymnasium used for testing yesterday but found himself on a street.

The sides were lined with lush green grass, adorned with flowers blending white and purple.

Beneath his feet was a pathway paved with large bluestones, very firm, different from ordinary cement, and even more durable. Probably even people with a vitality above 10 couldn't damage it.

"But, where is this place?"

Su Jie looked around, realizing he seemed to be lost.

He was not familiar with the inner court.

"Could it be that the entry point from the outside world is different, so the appearance in the inner court is also different?" Su Jie displayed the Ming Lun marking on his palm, thinking to himself.

If the reality was similar to what he thought, then Ming Lun definitely had a way to teleport his team to any place on Earth in an instant.

Considering that on Primordial Planet, the military goes in person.

Could it be that the range of the Taixu Illusory Realm has expanded to the Milky Way?

Even if not, it probably covers most of it.

Especially since within this year, the existence of Primordial Star was also observed by Earth's scientists, apparently three hundred light-years away—a world humanity could never reach with current technology.

But Taixu Illusory Realm could help humans get there.

"Damn!"

"Why am I thinking so much? The only thing I need to figure out now is how to find my class." Su Jie slapped his head, took out his phone, and logged into the official website, but only maps of the outer court were available there.

Just then, the Ming Lun marking on his palm lit up, displaying a map of the inner court.

"The marking has this function too?"

Su Jie was delighted to discover that the map's scenes were all three-dimensional. Compared to the outer court, it was more spacious, about as large as the entire Jiangnan City.

Although the outer court of Minglun Martial School was also as big as the whole Jiangnan City, basically other than the teaching area, the rest were occupied by various corporate skyscrapers, commercial buildings, government buildings, residential areas, parks, and other structures.

Whereas inside the Taixu Illusory Realm's inner court, it really was as large as the whole Jiangnan City.

Following the map's directions, Su Jie quickly found the academic building.

The building was antique yet featured modern characteristics.

Entering the main gate, Su Jie followed the floor and room number indicated by the Ming Lun marking and arrived at the third floor, fifth classroom.

The classroom was already half full with students he had met yesterday, discussing the amazing Ming Lun marking that could also serve as a class schedule.

Besides that, they were discussing their martial arts and the content of the upcoming lesson, among other things.

Almost everyone was looking forward to it.

Seeing Su Jie come in, everyone greeted him since he was the class president.