Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 726 - 550 It Seems We’ve Come to Another World_2

Chapter 726: Chapter 550 It Seems We’ve Come to Another World_2

"Yes, his emergence is our opportunity to dispel the darkness, we should act swiftly and decisively!"

"Once he has rescued the many Ancestral Stars, then we can properly express our gratitude!"

"I believe the child will understand our good intentions!"

"..."

If the Ancestral Stars were to be devoured by darkness, even Wang Yang’s own Ancestral Star might be affected by the darkness.

So, in reality, they and Wang Yang could be considered allies.

"What you’re saying isn’t wrong!"

Upon hearing the words of the Elders, the Great Elder nodded as well, although he felt somewhat sorry for Wang Yang, banishing the darkness was of the utmost importance and could not be delayed.

Any delay could result in one more Ancestral Star being eroded by darkness, completely slipping out of their control.

For the Ancestral Star, there was no benefit to this whatsoever.

...

Wang Yang felt as though he was about to leave this world, but in the next moment, he couldn’t help but be sucked into a vortex and then disappeared without a trace.

"Be careful with fires, it’s dry weather!"

In the dead of night, the Night Watchman beat his gong, wandering the streets alone, calling out warnings.

He reminded residents to be cautious of fire hazards and reported the Hour, following the Night Watchman’s code.

It was now May, the height of summer, and even the Night Watchman, who merely wore a casual jacket, felt a touch overheated; the brothels on the street had all closed their doors.

The Night Watchman, planning to call out twice more before heading home, suddenly found his path blocked by a dark object.

The Night Watchman was startled, wondering if he had encountered something unclean, but years of experience made him braver than most.

He stepped forward to inspect and saw that it was a piece of cloth on the ground, made of silk no less.

To him, silk was a fine fabric only the nobility could afford.

The Night Watchman hesitated, finding it strange to come across such a valuable item on the street in the middle of the night.

It was well-known among the Night Watchmen of Yulin City that it was ill-advised to claim unrighteous wealth in the middle of the night.

Although the object before him was precious, the Night Watchman still hesitated.

With ghosts and spirits rampant in this world, the Night Watchman rubbed his hands as if to conceal his own unease and reached out.

The weight of the silk on the ground was beyond what the Night Watchman had imagined; when he peered into it, he discovered an adorable infant wrapped within.

"Oh my god, whose child is this, thrown away so heartlessly?"

The Night Watchman exclaimed on the spot, because the child looked very healthy, certainly not a naturally disabled child.

The Night Watchman looked around and saw that he was the only one in the streets of Yulin City at this late hour. He sighed, seemingly hesitant about something, and then bent down, seemingly planning to put the child back.

But once he crouched down, he didn’t get up for a while, as if thinking something over.

His face was etched with conflict, "Ah, we both have hard lives; I’ve been a bachelor for over thirty years, with no family willing to let their daughter marry me, so you might as well come with me!"

The Night Watchman might not have been literate, but he was well aware of the affairs of the nobility.

Perhaps the child in his arms had been deliberately abandoned.

The Night Watchman also suddenly thought of himself; if this child were left here, he might encounter ghosts or demons. Rather than letting the spirits take him, he decided it would be better to take care of the child himself.

With this thought, the Night Watchman took the child home.

When he arrived home, the Night Watchman boiled some hot water, then returned to the room and laid the silk on the kang (heated bed).

As soon as he opened it, the only thing on the baby’s body was a jade pendant, dangling forlornly around his neck.

The Night Watchman was even more startled upon seeing it.

This item was not something ordinary people could possess, no matter how wealthy they were, they wouldn’t dare to use such a thing.

It turned out to be a jade pendant with a dragon and phoenix dancing amidst golden threads, an adornment only the Royal Family was permitted to use. If discovered by others, it was an offense punishable by death.

The silk, under the lamplight, was clearly yellow in color.

This shocked him immensely, but the look of conflict on his face became even more intense. It seemed that picking up a child this time meant that the items on him could only be carefully stored away.

After all, these two items were not something a common family could afford; only the rich or noble could possess them. The Night Watchman also realized that the baby’s identity must be extraordinary.

However, since he had picked up the child himself, he naturally could not just throw him out again. He simply said to the child, "You should have been clad in brocade robes and feasting on jade, but now that I’ve picked you up, you’ll just have to endure some hardship!"

The child suddenly opened his eyes and curiously looked around. The way his eyes moved, full of spirituality, made the Night Watchman unconsciously break into a smile.

Wang Yang felt a wave of fatigue overtake him, as if something was calling to him. He forcibly opened his heavy eyelids and got his first clear view of the outside world.

A man with dark yellow skin smiled at him.

At this moment, Wang Yang was extremely tired, and without giving it too much thought, he fell asleep.

Seeing the baby asleep, the Night Watchman smiled faintly.

After that, the Night Watchman took very responsible care of the baby.

The next day, he resigned from his night watchman job in the city.

This night watchman’s name was Wu Mo, who was in his mid-thirties, but as a man naturally dull-witted and not particularly handsome, he had been a bachelor all these years.

Such a man, if placed in a crowd, would be the least noticeable of all, the only commendable thing about him being that Wu Mo had not done anything bad and was extremely kind-hearted his whole life.

Upon flipping over the jade pendant, Wu Mo saw the name Wang Yang engraved on it.

He started to feel uncomfortable, having to raise a baby that already had a name. He gritted his teeth but eventually decided to let the baby keep the name Wang Yang.

Wu Mo sensed something extraordinary about the name, not just because of Wang Yang himself, but because ’Wang’ is a surname of royalty. Taken on its own, it might not mean anything, but combined with the silk and the jade pendant, it was enough to keep Wu Mo on edge.

However, Wu Mo spent a long time trying to find information about Wang Yang.

In the end, he found nothing; it seemed Wang Yang did not come from a family of high officials or nobility. But since Wu Mo had taken in Wang Yang, he became quite vigilant and stored the jade pendant and silk very carefully.

Then he took Wang Yang out of the city to live.

He also built a wooden hut for himself in the forests outside the city.

Not far from the place where Wu Mo lived was a village called Qingcheng Mountain Village. The village wasn’t named for the mountains there, but for a person, a being who even Exorcists admired.

But that is a story for later. From time to time, Wu Mo would go to the village to trade for food, and in the forests, he honed his hunting skills.

In such circumstances, Wang Yang gradually grew up.

Seven years flew by in a flash, and Wang Yang from a young age was quiet and composed, seemingly born with wisdom, which did not surprise Wu Mo.

After all, he was the descendant of those lords, perhaps even an Exorcist’s progeny; having some exceptional traits was quite normal.

Wu Mo was rather accepting of this and had Wang Yang address him as Uncle instead of Father.

"This Ancestral Master of Qingcheng, with a sword like rivers and mountains stretching for thousands of miles, no demon can stand against it. With one strike, they dissipate into smoke and clouds," Wu Mo said as he laid back on the bamboo chair he had made, seemingly gazing at the Milky Way while Wang Yang listened attentively to the recounting.

Wang Yang spent the first four years in a daze, but in the last three years, he slowly began to awaken, seemingly due to the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth, yet he successfully awakened.

He had thought this world to be an ordinary one, but once, when Wu Mo mentioned Qingcheng Mountain Village inadvertently, Wang Yang asked why the village was named after Qingcheng Mountain.

The answer Wu Mo gave was that the village had produced an Exorcist who achieved enlightenment on Qingcheng Mountain and was well-renowned in the Exorcist Realm. This made Wang Yang realize for the first time that demons and monsters existed in this world.

It seemed he had come to another world.