Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

Thirty-Three Heavens beyond, there lay the Yuxu Palace.

The debate between Master Zhenyuan and Yuanshi Heavenly Venerable had concluded, and after saying their farewells, Master Zhenyuan prepared to leave.

However, Master Zhenyuan was not clear about the current situation at the Wuzhuang Temple, and the Journey to the West was a major calamity that veiled the will of heaven. Even with his divine skills, Master Zhenyuan couldn't deduce what exactly was happening at the Wuzhuang Temple.

But just because he couldn't divine the situation, didn't mean Master Zhenyuan didn't have other ways of finding out.

After all, the Wuzhuang Temple was his own Taoist arena; was there anything he couldn't know?

"Hmm, the Qingfeng and Mingyue boys have somewhat been spoiled by me; that Sun Wukong is even more fearless," Master Zhenyuan murmured to himself. Then, he lifted his palm, and a sphere of light gathered in mid-air, transforming into a mirror that showed the scene within.

"You, monkey, are you picking a fight with me today?" the face of Qingfeng Taoist Boy flushed with anger, clearly agitated.

"Hehehe, isn't it all fair in tactics?" Sun Wukong chuckled mischievously, his face brimming with pride as he spoke.

"Qingfeng brother, don't be afraid, I'll help you!" Mingyue firmly stood by Qingfeng's side, saying with a resolute expression.

"None of you should help. Didn't they say how powerful their Wuzhuang Temple is? Watch how I, Old Sun, defeat both of them alone!"

Unlike Qingfeng and Mingyue who teamed up, Sun Wukong appeared very confident, speaking to Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing beside him.

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"Hmm, indeed, have they already started fighting each other?" Watching the dialogue and fight between Sun Wukong, Qingfeng, and Mingyue in the mirror, Master Zhenyuan nodded silently, feeling everything was going according to his plan.

However, as the scene shifted, Master Zhenyuan soon saw what exactly Sun Wukong and Qingfeng were fighting over.

Qingfeng held a chopstick, swiftly picking a slice of lotus root from the hotpot.

But Sun Wukong was even faster, his chopstick movements extraordinarily agile, snatching the lotus root slice from Qingfeng's chopsticks in an instant.

Clattering loudly!

With a pair of chopsticks, Sun Wukong battled against Qingfeng and Mingyue's two pairs, their exchanges intense. Zhu Bajie and the others, observing beside, were busy devouring the contents of the hotpot, in a lively manner without intervening.

After a short while, the lotus root broke in two, each getting half. Following this, Sun Wukong picked out a slice of duck blood from the pot, naturally leading to another round of conflicts.

In the end, Sun Wukong and Qingfeng glared at each other, resembling two bulls ready to charge.

However, moments later, Sun Wukong and Qingfeng suddenly burst into laughter.

This sight left Jiang Liu and Zhu Bajie puzzled, completely unaware of what had happened.

"You, monkey, your tactics are indeed commendable!" After their bout, there was something of a newfound respect; Qingfeng addressed Sun Wukong.

Although inexperienced, Qingfeng found the monkey's tactics truly impressive.

"You two aren't too bad either. Not yet reaching the Taiyi True Immortal stage, yet able to snatch food right from my hands!" Sun Wukong also showed admiration, speaking to Qingfeng.

As the old saying goes, a hero recognizes a hero. After some time, both sides understood each other's tactics. Very quickly, the originally small Qingfeng and the equally diminutive Sun Wukong were laughing and slapping each other on the back, appearing to be on very friendly terms.

"Really? Is the dining table the best place to forge close relationships!?"

Watching the two who had initially been at odds with each other fighting over some food and then becoming buddies, Jiang Liu's mouth twitched slightly.

Thirty-Three Heavens beyond, watching everything in the mirror, Master Zhenyuan was stunned, looking dumbfounded.

This development was completely different from what he had imagined!

Completely bewildered, Master Zhenyuan truly looked baffled, wondering how things had progressed to this point so unexpectedly.

"No, I must hurry back to check!" After reflecting for a moment, Master Zhenyuan steadied his mind, deciding to let his disciples stay in Yuxu Palace for a few more days before returning.

Master Zhenyuan, on the other hand, decided to return to Wuzhuang Temple alone.

After a meal and drinks, where Qingfeng and Mingyue went off to rest, slightly drunk, it had to be admitted that although the hotpot didn't look particularly appealing, it tasted excellent.

A little drink, a hearty hotpot, it was indeed very cozy, especially as everyone sat together competing for food, a delightful sensation.

The more the merrier when it comes to eating, and competing made it even tastier!

After the meal, Sun Wukong and the others also went to rest. Thanks to the lively hotpot meal, Sun Wukong was now on good terms with Qingfeng and Mingyue.

Through competing for food, Sun Wukong also recognized the formidable skills of the two little Taoist boys.

Indeed, just these two boys being so formidable showed that Wuzhuang Temple was truly no ordinary place.

Of course, after the ginseng fruit was swallowed, Jiang Liu's aptitude improved, and he gained experience points more quickly during cultivation. Throughout the night, Jiang Liu sat cross-legged, diligently practicing the Heavenly Dragon Zen Sound. The experience points increased bit by bit—much faster than before.

Previously, when he was at the third level of the Heavenly Dragon Zen Sound, Jiang Liu would only gain 3 experience points during his cultivation. Now, that number had doubled.

After practicing cross-legged all night, Jiang Liu stood up, feeling his cultivation level had grown slightly overnight.

Checking his experience points, they had increased by nearly 20,000 overnight. Naturally, Jiang Liu was overjoyed with this rate of growth.

With this speed of growth, would reaching level 32 be faster than when rising to level 31?

After getting up, the teacher and disciples washed up briefly, as Qingfeng and Mingyue had also risen.

"Amitabha, thank you for your hospitality. We must not impose any longer, so we will be leaving now..."

Jiang Liu brought his palms together, saying farewell to the Taoist boys Qingfeng and Mingyue. One ginseng fruit—this treasure was far more valuable than epic-level equipment, and Jiang Liu was naturally grateful in his heart.

"Master, may your journey be smooth sailing!" Hearing Jiang Liu's words, the Taoist boys Qingfeng and Mingyue also paid their respects with a deep bow and spoke.

"Hehehe, you two young boys, I, Old Sun, am also leaving. Let's have hotpot together again sometime!" Sun Wukong, carrying his big staff, raised an eyebrow, speaking to Qingfeng and Mingyue.

This statement made Qingfeng and Mingyue unconsciously swallow, nodding in agreement. "Little Monkey, that's a deal then. Remember to come and have hotpot with us after you have completed your Journey to the West!"

Hearing the banter between Qingfeng and Mingyue, and Sun Wukong, Jiang Liu smiled knowingly. It seemed that their relationship was much stronger than he had imagined. Otherwise, why would they address each other in such a manner?

Sometimes, is the camaraderie between men really that simple?

"Wait, Zen Step!" Just as Jiang Liu and Qingfeng and Mingyue finished their farewells and prepared to leave, suddenly, a voice echoed from the sky.

The voice was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly, as if it were speaking right beside their ears.

Following the sound, an auspicious cloud slowly descended from the sky, and shortly, an old Taoist with white hair and beard, holding a horsetail whisk, descended from the sky amidst clouds and fog.

"Master!" Seeing the figure descending, the Taoist boys Qingfeng and Mingyue hastily stepped forward and spoke.

"Hmm, Brother Xuanzang and his party, have you hosted them well?" Master Zhenyuan nodded slightly as he asked his disciples.

"Replying to Master, we have followed your previous instructions and hosted them well! Master Xuanzang even cooked us a pot of hotpot!" Qingfeng Taoist Boy responded with a nod.

"Hmm, that's good!"

Hearing the words of Qingfeng and Mingyue, although the events had unfolded unexpectedly, the fact that they had managed to get along with Sun Wukong and successfully completed the task he had assigned them satisfied Master Zhenyuan.

"I have seen Master Zhenyuan!" As the conversation between Master Zhenyuan and Qingfeng and Mingyue concluded, Zhu Bajie tidied himself up a bit, patted the nonexistent dust off his body, stepped forward, and gave a disciple's salute to Master Zhenyuan.

"Hmm, you are Tianpeng, right? Not bad, not bad!" Although Zhu Bajie had turned into a pig, Master Zhenyuan obviously remembered him and nodded slightly.

"Is this Master Zhenyuan? A big shot of the Journey to the West World!"

As Master Zhenyuan landed, all eyes naturally fell on him, and Jiang Liu thought to himself: character panel!

Soon, a semi-transparent character panel appeared, floating in front of Jiang Liu.

ID: Master Zhenyuan (Blue)

Gender: Male.

Profession: Taoist.

Level: 100

Equipment: ...

"Hiss…" Seeing Master Zhenyuan's character panel, especially noting that 100 level, Jiang Liu involuntarily gasped.

His game system seemed to cap at level 100, and Master Zhenyuan had reached that level, hadn't he?

This was the highest character level he had seen, truly befitting a top-tier existence.

The level of a Daluo Golden Immortal ranged from 81 to 90, so what lies above that?

Is it Quasi-Saint?

If each realm encompasses ten levels, then a Quasi-Saint would be in the 91-100 level range, right?

So, does this mean Master Zhenyuan's cultivation, even among the Quasi-Saints, is among the very top?