Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 676 - 525: New World, Xiao Qian? A Different World_2

Chapter 676: Chapter 525: New World, Xiao Qian? A Different World_2

Although there is a subtle difference from spiritual energy, overall, there is nothing significantly different from it.

Moreover, Wang Yang only needed to absorb a little to determine that, even if what was being cultivated was not spiritual energy but the energy of this continent, the end result would still be the Power of a Saint.

This point truly could be described as reaching the same end by different means, no matter how the energy changes, it ultimately becomes the Power of a Saint.

For this reason, Wang Yang’s Primordial Spirit continually absorbed the energy of the heaven and earth, and just before his landing on the ground, it condensed into a new body to carry his Primordial Spirit.

Looking at it, there seemed to be no difference from the Three Realms.

Wang Yang landed in a forested mountain area, took in the surroundings, the same lofty mountains and flowing rivers, the same towering trees, with plants and creatures all around indistinguishable from the Three Realms.

It didn’t take Wang Yang long to remember that this land was, after all, opened up by the Pangu Clan, and naturally it was normal.

But when Wang Yang was preparing to transform into a rainbow and find a populated place, his complexion still turned ugly.

"Are you kidding me? My Saintly Cultivation Level doesn’t even amount to Golden Immortal here?"

Wang Yang was somewhat depressed; he knew when his Primordial Spirit entered, his cultivation level would certainly drop, but he didn’t expect it to drop this much.

If this level of cultivation were in the Three Realms, not to mention exploring the world, even boasting a couple of big words could easily get one killed.

At this, Wang Yang dared not to turn into a rainbow and fly out, and seeing the dense mountainous forests and the steep peaks, Wang Yang decided it would be better to stealthily travel through the forest.

Adventurous acts were not to be indulged in when one had just arrived in this new world.

Even though he didn’t transform into a rainbow and was merely moving swiftly through the forest, his speed was extremely fast.

Wanting to first reach the mountaintop to see if there were signs of habitation, it was only during the ascent that Wang Yang discovered a temple at mid-mountain.

Without much thought, Wang Yang headed straight for the temple, accustomed to flying, he now had to move through the forest, and suddenly he felt somewhat unaccustomed.

Nevertheless, the scenery along the way made him realize the differences between this world and the Three Realms.

Here in the deep mountains, surrounded by lush vegetation, spiritual energy should be abundant in theory.

But having traveled this long, Wang Yang only felt that the spiritual energy here was still scarce, devoid of any blessed lands or cave heavens.

This made Wang Yang question the cultivators of this world; it shouldn’t be possible for him, with celestial immortal cultivation, to be unmatched here!

Of course, this world did not possess spiritual energy, but Wang Yang did not know what they referred to energy material as in this world, so he could only replace it with spiritual energy for now.

Soon, Wang Yang reached the vicinity of the temple.

A mountain path was vaguely visible, leading downward.

At a distance of a kilometer or so, one could glimpse the vermilion gate of the temple and the hanging signboard above it.

However, Wang Yang stopped in his tracks and did not proceed.

Even from this distance, Wang Yang could clearly sense the Monster Energy permeating the temple.

He hadn’t thought much of it upon first sight, but now, looking at the temple again, the yellow-brown Monster Energy was swirling above the temple, lingering for a long time.

It was this Monster Energy that made Wang Yang ultimately stop and ponder.

"I didn’t expect that the first thing I would encounter in this world wouldn’t be mortals but a Monster."

"I should have known, how could there be a temple in the deep mountain wilderness."

Wang Yang gave a self-deprecating smile, no longer stealthily moving, but continuing forward like an ordinary person.

He had also just realized that he was accustomed to thinking from the perspective of a Quasi-Saint or Saint, and now all of a sudden he was a celestial immortal, having truly forgotten the underlying rules.

Even a brightly colored temple situated in the deep woods could not draw worshippers, and even distant Monster Energy could attract passing travelers.

However, Wang Yang naturally was not afraid and continued walking by himself, step by step.

He was also observing the swirling and Transformation of the Monster Energy over the temple.

After watching for a while and not detecting any malicious energy within the Monster Energy, Wang Yang felt it somewhat strange.

A kilometer distance, which would be only a brief moment for ordinary people, was all but an instant to Wang Yang.

Just as he stood at the entrance of the temple, the temple doors suddenly burst open.

Wang Yang watched the inside cautiously, ready to strike at any moment.

"Cai Chen, have you returned?"

A white figure floated out from within the temple, not bothering to hide its non-human appearance.

Running to Wang Yang, it hugged him tightly.

He was a bit puzzled, his mind filled with astonishment.

"Which evil spirit dares to be so presumptuous?"

Subconsciously, Wang Yang pushed the person in front of him away and said,

"Cai Chen, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The silhouette standing in front of Wang Yang, now he finally got a clear look at the other person’s appearance.

Enough to make fish sink and birds alight, the moon ashamed and flowers humbled, though she lacked an aura of immortality, her beauty was indeed captivating.

However, at this moment, Wang Yang was stunned, staring at the woman, who was still floating before him, with his mind blank.

"Cai Chen? Female ghost? Temple? New world?"

Several terms continually surfaced in Wang Yang’s mind until he couldn’t help but ask the woman in front of him confusedly, "Xiao Qian?"

"Cai Chen, what are you doing? Pretending not to recognize me? Come in quickly, I’ve already made food, why have you come back so late today!"

The woman enthusiastically took Wang Yang’s hand, wanting to lead him inside.

Wang Yang walked mechanically, and eventually followed the woman into the temple.

At the same time, the temple door also closed in an instant.

"Huh, where’s your bookcase? You didn’t lose it on the way back, did you? I’ve always told you, if you encounter anything, just tell them my name. There shouldn’t be anyone to rob you around here."

"Come on, you must be hungry after walking all day, dinner is ready, it’s all your favorite foods, eat up."

"I’ve been busy all day with these things."

<>"But Yan Chixia really is a bastard, he hasn’t even come to take a look for so long."

The woman rambled on and on, and Wang Yang was starting to come back to his senses.

Whether it’s Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen, or Xiao Qian, aren’t these all things from ’Strange Tales’?

Although it seems different from ’Strange Tales,’ it hasn’t escaped that context. Why would the New World still have things from the Three Realms?

If someone else were here, they might think this is the New World, but Wang Yang, who had traveled here, how could he not know these things?

"I am not Ning Caichen, I am just a passerby," Wang Yang said politely, releasing Xiao Qian’s arm and speaking earnestly.

"What Ning Caichen? You are Wang Cai Chen? Didn’t you say that with the surname Wang, you want to be the king of the world?"

"How come everything has changed this time you’ve come back?"

Xiao Qian looked at Wang Yang, displeased, as if to say, I am angry.

This left Wang Yang somewhat dumbfounded. Not Ning Caichen? Who is Wang Cai Chen?

But luckily, before Wang Yang could say anything, there was a knock on the temple door from the outside, followed by a series of shouts.

"Cai Chen, Xiao Qian, hurry up and open the door."

"What are you two doing? I’ve brought wine!"

After the person outside had shouted many times, Xiao Qian finally opened the door, looking annoyed, and the temple door was opened again; a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stood outside.

The man had a treasured sword on his back, and his clothes were somewhat tattered.

But seeing the energy around him, Wang Yang did not regard him as an ordinary person.

"Yan Chixia, why do you always come around our mealtime?"

"If you don’t have money for a meal, just say so. You know well that Cai Chen and I don’t drink, but every day you’re carrying a wine gourd; who knows how much wine you have in there!"

Xiao Qian shouted at the man outside like a fishwife.

Wang Yang was truly astonished. Is this really ’Strange Tales’?

Why is it nothing like what I imagined?

Who the hell is Wang Cai Chen?

Xiao Qian, beautiful enough to incite envy, standing at the door cursing?

The supposed embodiment of chivalry, Yan Chixia, just a freeloader?

Wang Yang stood in place without moving, even as Yan Chixia passed by him, even casually greeting him, he remained still, his thoughts in turmoil, completely clueless about what was going on.

After a long while, when Wang Yang saw that both were looking at him, he finally reacted and said to the two of them,

"The two of you, I’m really not Wang Cai Chen, I’m just passing through here."

"My name is Wang Yang!"

After he finished speaking, the room fell into silence.

The three people looked at each other, and nobody spoke again.