Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 681 - 528

Chapter 681: 528

Xiao Qian nodded, and the three of them stepped together into the huge stone gate at the city’s center.

As soon as they entered the gate, it was as if they had stepped into another world in an instant.

It was dreary; apart from a huge mirror not far away with numerous ghosts continuously jumping into it, the rest was filled with Yin Qi.

Wang Yang was instantly convinced that the Reincarnation Mirror had the ability to send people to be reborn because the Power of Reincarnation on it was something he was all too familiar with.

"Go ahead, be reborn as a human, and then we can be together!"

Wang Yang looked at Xiao Qian encouragingly.

Xiao Qing nodded her head, though she hadn’t expected rebirth to be this easy, but she naturally wouldn’t give up such a thing.

However, as she was walking towards the Reincarnation Mirror, a monk suddenly appeared halfway in her path.

The monk had white hair and a beard and said nothing, but his stance blocking the path could not be more clear.

The sudden appearance of the monk made Xiao Qian halt her advancing steps instantly.

Even though this monk looked no different from an ordinary person, Xiao Qian still felt a faint threat emanating from him.

"Master, what is this?"

Yan Chixia and Wang Yang quickly caught up and asked the monk.

"Benefactor, one must not force things; there is a destiny set by the Heavenly Dao, why insist on breaking it?"

The monk did not respond to Yan Chixia or Xiao Qian, instead, he focused solely on Wang Yang.

"Since this ghost has lived in the world for a long time, why send her into Reincarnation? Isn’t it better to let things take their natural course?

The words from the monk’s mouth came one by one, and neither Wang Yang nor Yan Chixia felt anything particular.

But the ghosts that were originally preparing to enter Reincarnation in front of the Samsara Mirror fled far away in that instant, as if they had seen something terrifying.

Even Xiao Qian standing behind Wang Yang and Yan Chixia trembled slightly.

"Destined order? Whose order is it? Yours? Mine? Or that of the Heavenly Dao?"

Wang Yang, sensing something off about this monk, stared fiercely at him, trying to figure out what he was about to do.

But at the same time, he said to Xiao Qian behind him, "Xiao Qing, go on and be reborn."

Xiao Qian nodded and continued forward, and the monk acted as if he didn’t see her—all at once, he had gone from blocking Xiao Qing’s path to allowing her to pass by.

"Impaired in the five senses, lost in Reincarnation. Benefactor, you might not understand, but do you not as well? What joy is there in living, and what suffering in death? But why deceive others and yourself if one can live indefinitely?"

The monk said to Wang Yang, but these words were directed at Xiao Qian.

"Monk, what are you doing this for?"

Wang Yang immediately understood the monk’s words, but it wasn’t his fault he hadn’t noticed the anomaly earlier; after all, this world was different from the Three Realms, and his Primordial Spirit was not intact.

In this world, for homeless ghosts like Xiao Qian who had wandered for many years, even if they succeeded in being reborn, they would suffer greatly.

If Wang Yang had truly been an ordinary Human King like Wang Cai Chen, by the time Xiao Qian was truly reborn and grown up, the grass would be tall on Wang Cai Chen’s grave.

"The Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation must not be interfered with; I am here in the name of the celestial Dao Will!"

The monk spoke courteously, seeming in all respects like a High Monk who had achieved enlightenment.

"Holding up the celestial Dao Will? Then why do you practice Buddhism?"

A sneer hung on the corner of Wang Yang’s mouth.

"Buddhism can ferry people across, freely saving all beings!"

"Nothing but a bunch of selfish villains!"

Upon hearing the monk’s words, Wang Yang burst out cursing, "The Black Mountain Old Demon tormented the people with fire and water, why didn’t I see you lift a finger? Is it the ghosts’ choice to be forsaken spirits?"

"If you didn’t take action, then don’t spout nonsense about saving all beings!"

"Hahaha, Cai Chen, your words have truly spoken to my heart!"

Yan Chixia burst into laughter; although he couldn’t see through the old monk, he still drew the Brass Treasure Sword from his back and pointed it straight at the old monk.

"The people must also endure hardship; otherwise, would it not be that everyone could escape their fate?"

The monk was not at all concerned with Wang Yang’s insults, just stood there, continuing on with his own rhetoric.

Even Xiao Qian, who was almost at the Samsara Mirror by now, hadn’t taken a single step, from appearing, to standing there, he had just been standing there the whole time.

"Is the Black Mountain Old Demon a trial you left behind in the name of the celestial Dao Will? Does the Heavenly Dao also impose trials on all beings?"

Wang Yang was more disdainful of the monk, whose words were filled with loopholes though he talked of saving all beings.

Aside from the direct threat of Five Bodily Impairment, the rest were all nonsensical to Wang Yang.

"Benefactor, there is no need to say more. Today, I only appear to speak a few words; the choice has always been in your hands," said the monk, shaking his head indifferently, not willing to argue with Wang Yang over these matters.

"The Heavenly Dao is callous, treating all creatures as worthless. And you are callous, treating all of humanity as slaves! Claiming to deceive the masses in the name of the Heavenly Dao, do you still have the face to speak here?"

Two sharp lights burst from Wang Yang’s eyes; Xiao Qian didn’t see them, Yan Chixia didn’t see them, only the monk before him could see them.

Finally, the monk moved but was forced to step back two paces.

Looking at Wang Yang again, his eyes were full of shock.

For a moment, he dared only rest his gaze on Yan Chixia and no longer dared to meet Wang Yang’s eyes.

And Yan Chixia was looking at Wang Yang in surprise; he could never have imagined that Wang Yang would utter such penetrating words.

In his memory, Wang Cai Chen had always been a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken, and that he could come all the way to the Nine Nether City was surprising enough.