Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 233 - 234 Zhenyuan Great Immortal and Wang Yang’s Secret Plot

Chapter 233: Chapter 234 Zhenyuan Great Immortal and Wang Yang’s Secret Plot

"Prepare yourselves, I shall go and check on the Ginseng Fruit Tree!"

After issuing the command, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi turned and walked towards the direction of the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

A moment later, he arrived at the site of the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

Indeed, by then the Ginseng Fruit Tree had become a battered mess, with soil flying everywhere, and not a single ginseng fruit to be seen.

The disciples sighed inwardly upon witnessing this scene.

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand, and a light barrier instantly spread, blocking the sight and hearing of outsiders.

Seeing this, the disciples also couldn’t help but sigh silently, knowing their master must feel sorrowful since the Ginseng Fruit Tree was his lifeline.

At this moment, celestial Venerates Taiqing and Yuanshi observed the scene without continuing their watch.

The Two Saints of the West, upon seeing this, also revealed a trace of a smile.

Although there were some unexpected developments, the majority of it went according to their plan.

"Zhen Yuanzi now has no chance to Achieve Saintliness, we can rest assured!"

Zhunti said slowly with hands clasped.

"Amitabha Buddha, now it is time for our Buddhism to win over the hearts of the people!"

Buddha Amitabha Buddha said slowly.

"But will Zhen Yuanzi be willing to bow his head?"

Zhunti said with a frown.

Zhen Yuanzi was after all a figure from the same era as them, and if he had acquired the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he would certainly have been at the same level as they were.

It was just that his luck was not as good as theirs.

Although he could not Achieve Saintliness now, he had always been waiting for an opportunity, seeking his chance.

With the collapse of the Ginseng Fruit Tree, Zhen Yuanzi’s hope of saintliness was utterly dashed.

"He will have to bow his head, whether he wishes to or not!"

Buddha Amitabha Buddha shook his head and said slowly.

Beneath the Saints, all are but ants; what does it matter if they know they are being targeted deliberately?

What difference does it make if they know their path to saintliness is being cut off?

Zhen Yuanzi, after all, is not a Saint and does not have the chance or power to stand up against them directly.

He has no choice but to bow his head!!

Meanwhile, in front of the Ginseng Fruit Tree, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi was naturally unaware of these Saints’ thoughts, his gaze turned to a shadowy figure nearby.

A silhouette emerged from the shadows.

It was Wang Yang.

"Fellow Daoist, are you not afraid of being discovered by those Saints?"

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi looked at Wang Yang with some surprise.

He was well aware that at this moment the Five Villas must be under the scrutiny of the Saints, to monitor his situation.

With Buddhism and the Daoist Sect pressuring him jointly, he could only bow his head and accept, despite his reluctance.

However, the person standing before him dared to confront the Saints openly.

"They haven’t discovered me yet, Great Immortal, you don’t want to bow to them either, do you? Here, I will return the Ginseng Fruit Tree to you!"

Wang Yang raised his hand, and a tiny tree that had been shrunk countless times appeared in his palm. This miniature tree still bore the mud on it and had tiny ginseng fruits shaped like little humans from its branches.

Seeing this, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi’s face lit up with surprise.

He then took the small Ginseng Fruit Tree into his possession.

"Although I do not wish to bow to them, I see no other way! But those four disciples are not good-natured either!"

Zhen Yuanzi sighed with resignation. After all, he was not a Saint and was thus susceptible to being trampled upon.

In his view, Xuanzang, Sun Wukong and the others who destroyed his Ginseng Fruit Tree were also up to no good.

Even though it wasn’t the real Ginseng Fruit Tree they had smashed.

"It seems, Great Immortal, you still do not know who smashed the Ginseng Fruit Tree, do you?"

Wang Yang let out a slight smile, feeling fortunate that having been with Sun Wukong for so long, he did not go smashing the actual Ginseng Fruit Tree. Otherwise, he would truly be at a loss for words.

"Oh, so it wasn’t that monkey who smashed this Ginseng Fruit Tree?"

Zhen Yuanzi was somewhat surprised.

At Yuanshi celestial Venerable’s place, Yuanshi celestial Venerable had only mentioned that Sun Wukong was acting recklessly, which was why they wanted to teach him a lesson.

Without speaking, Wang Yang waved his hand.

The Mystic Light Mirror appeared before Zhen Yuanzi.

In the Mystic Light Mirror, light swirled, and after a moment, figures shifted, transforming into the image of a Monk.

"Buddha Juriyunsun!"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned as he watched the scene.

He recognized Buddha Juriyunsun.

They were both from Western Cow Hezhou, so there was some interaction between them.

As Buddha Juriyunsun approached the Ginseng Fruit Tree, a beam of light flashed in his hand, and a Buddhist Zen Staff appeared. Then, with an angry expression, he started to smash the Ginseng Fruit Tree violently.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The once thriving Ginseng Fruit Tree was rapidly reduced to ruins, and numerous ginseng fruits fell from the tree, vanishing from sight.

Upon seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi was furious.

"How dare you, Buddhism, deceive me like this! You really think I’m so easily bullied!"

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi was furious, having almost been tricked by the belief that Sun Wukong was truly reckless and unscrupulous.

So it turned out that everything was a scheme of the Western Direction, and they were all but pawns in the Calamity of Measurement of the Journey to the West.

"Thus, I hope Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi can join me in reversing this Journey to the West’s Calamity of Measurement, and change the flourishing fate of Buddhism!"

"Oh, do you have a way, Fellow Daoist?"

Zhen Yuanzi himself had no desire to see Buddhism flourish, especially since he also resided in Western Cow Hezhou. Buddhism had not yet flourished, and his Five Villas already suffered harassment. What would happen to his place in the world if Buddhism were to prevail?

Furthermore, the fact that Buddhism intended to destroy his Ginseng Fruit Tree made him even more infuriated.

"Now, please, Great Immortal, cooperate with Master Xuanzang and his disciples..."

Wang Yang’s voice grew faint until it transitioned into telepathy.

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes sparkled with light, and then he slowly nodded in agreement.

The many disciples in the Five Villas had already made their preparations, all watching the glow that enveloped Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi and the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

They were torn with complex emotions, as none among the disciples was oblivious to the significance of the Ginseng Fruit Tree to their master.

Just then, the light screen vanished, and Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi stepped out from within.

"Some of you stay and prepare the instruments of punishment, the rest of us will set off!"

"Yes!"

Upon the command of Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, in an instant, numerous Immortals, together with Zhen Yuanzi, rode atop auspicious clouds swiftly in pursuit of the direction in which Xuanzang and his followers had departed.

An instant was all it took to cover a thousand miles.

The immortals stood upon the clouds and looked out, yet they could not spot Xuanzang and his company.

"Master, although that monkey and the others are powerful, Master Xuanzang needs to walk step by step. I fear they aren’t that far ahead!" Mingyue spoke up.

Hearing Mingyue’s words, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help but nod, then led his followers back more than nine hundred li to the East, where they indeed found Master Xuanzang and his three disciples in a forest clearing.

"Master, the Monk sitting under the roadside tree is Tang Monk," Qing Feng hastily pointed to the man below and said with anger.

"Master, let us capture these four men together!"

The other brothers could no longer hold back their resentment for the destruction of their Ginseng Fruit Tree and the nighttime escape clearly indicated guilt.

"Enough, I have seen them. You go back and prepare the ropes, I will bring them back!"

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi stopped his disciples who were eager to take action and spoke calmly.

Hearing their master’s words, they naturally couldn’t go against his wishes and with nodding heads, they returned to the Five Villas.

Once Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi watched his many disciples depart, he transformed, taking on the appearance of a Taoist.

Then, descending from the clouds, he made his way to the tree and loudly announced to Xuanzang, "Elder, I’ve realized something."

Xuanzang, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, hastily opened them upon hearing someone and stood up to return the salutation, "My apologies, my apologies!"

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, with a smile on his face, asked, "Where are you from, Elder, and why are you meditating here?"

Xuanzang, unsuspecting, answered, "This humble monk hails from Great Tang of the Eastern Land on a mission to the Western Heaven for scriptures, pausing here for a short rest."

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi feigned surprise and questioned, "Elder, coming from the East, did you happen to pass by there?"

Xuanzang was startled as the Taoist pointed in the direction of the Five Villas, then inquired, "May I know the name and location of your honored dojo, sir?"

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi replied calmly, "Wanshou Mountain, Five Villas Dojo — that is where I dwell."

Sun Wukong, listening to the exchange, already knew that this person must surely be Zhen Yuanzi, yet he said nothing.

While Wukong held his silence, Zhu Bajie could not contain himself, not wishing for any trouble. Having just left the Five Villas, he blurted out hastily, "We passed through using charm-speak, did not pass through at all, we came from another route!"

Upon hearing Zhu Bajie’s words, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi simply pointed at Zhu Bajie and scolded with a laugh, "You, Zhu Bajie, who do you think you’re fooling? You stole my Ginseng Fruits and uprooted my Ginseng Fruit Tree. Now you’ve fled here under the cover of night, and yet you won’t tell the truth. Do you think you can just leave? Can you really escape?"

"Quickly return my tree to me, and perhaps I might let you go!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong responded calmly, "Do not fabricate lies; how could you know that it was us who overturned your fruit tree? Where is your evidence?"

"Exactly, where’s your evidence? Even if we did steal some fruit, why would we knock over your Ginseng Fruit Tree?"

"Fellow brothers, there’s no point in wasting words on him. It’s clear he doesn’t want to let us go. We fight!"

Seeing the master had made his move, Sand Monk couldn’t help feeling guilty and attacked with his Zen Staff.

It was too late for Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie to intervene.

They thought ruefully, Sand Monk is too impetuous. How could they clarify the situation now?

Hmph!

Seeing Sand Monk lash out, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly.

Then, standing atop auspicious clouds, he rose into the void.

Sand Monk rushed forward in response.

Seeing this, Wukong had no choice but to support his brother.

Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi took on his true appearance once again.

Adorned with the Purple Gold Crown and a handsome visage, his beard fluttered in the wind.

In his hand was a horsetail whisk, deflecting the brothers’ attacks.

With a sweep of the whisk, a fierce gale arose, and the two were blocked.

Just then, he used the Sleeve Universe.

His sleeves seemed infinitely vast in that moment, opening as if they were their own world, amassing a powerful suction. In an instant, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sand Monk, Xuanzang, and a horse were all pulled into the Sleeve Universe.

"This is not good, it’s Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi’s Sleeve Universe!"