I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

In the Heavenly Court, Haotian was resurrected in the Jade Pool Wonderland, his face ashen, clutching his chest, panting heavily.

"This Jiang Wang! A mere mortal, yet he dares to curse me to death time and time again!"

He was furious but helpless, so he tore through the void and headed straight for the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun Daozu sat upright on a futon, his hair and beard all white, his eyes as deep as abyss.

"Haotian, what's the matter?"

Hongjun asked calmly.

Haotian knelt down with a thud, crying out, "Master! That Jiang Wang used the Book of Curses to curse and kill me again! My primordial spirit is almost shattered. I beg you, Master, to grant me a way to destroy this wicked creature!"

Haotian, who was usually extremely majestic, was now as aggrieved as a child, with tears welling up in his eyes.

Hongjun smiled slightly and waved his whisk lightly: "Haotian, this is a heavenly secret."

Jiang Wang's curse is a manifestation of the law of curses. You were cursed to death, which is an opportunity to train your resistance.

"Be patient. This method will strengthen your resistance to the power of the curse. Once the Heavenly Court is stable, why worry about the younger generation causing trouble?"

Haotian was taken aback upon hearing this, and wiped away his tears: "Master, are you saying... this is also an opportunity?"

Hongjun nodded: "That's right."

Let the Four Saints come as well, and take this opportunity to refine the Law of Curse together.

Immunity should be achieved within three years.

Haotian felt somewhat relieved and got up to leave.

Jiang Wang, sensing Haotian's resurrection within the hidden realm, chuckled, "Resurrected? Good, let's go again!"

After waiting for three months, he opened the Book of Curses again, and divine power surged out like a tide, shooting another curse-killing force towards the Lingxiao Palace.

Haotian was discussing matters with Venus when suddenly his primordial spirit collapsed. With a scream, he turned into golden light and vanished.

"Damn it! I've been infected again!"

The celestial officials turned pale upon hearing this, but none dared to speak.

Undeterred, Jiang Wang turned his attention to Mount Kunlun.

Yuanshi Tianzun was preaching in Yuxu Palace, with his disciples sitting around him. Suddenly, he felt a cold, yin force invade him, and his primordial spirit felt as if it were being cut by a sharp blade.

"What a monster!"

Yuanshi roared, but it was too late to reverse the situation. His immortal body collapsed and dissipated into azure light.

The Book of Curses trembled: "Curse the Primordial Celestial Venerable to death, experience points +1."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wang's divine power continued unabated, heading straight for the Western Paradise.

The Sage Zhunti, holding the Seven Treasures Tree, was discussing the Dao with Jieyin when both of them were simultaneously struck by a curse. Their primordial spirits were in excruciating pain, and they cried out in unison, "The power of the curse has reached such a level!"

Their immortal bodies crumbled, the golden lotus in the Western Paradise withered, and the leaves of the Bodhi tree fell like rain.

Finally, Jiang Wang's gaze fell upon the Nuwa Palace.

As the Holy Mother of Mending the Sky was refining stones to mend the heavens, colorful stones danced in the air. Suddenly, she felt a jolt in her mind, and a curse bit her like a venomous snake. Nuwa's delicate body trembled, and a look of shock flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Jiang Wang! You madman!"

She tried to resist with the five-colored stones, but in the end her primordial spirit collapsed, and the incense smoke in the palace turned into nothingness.

Jiang Wang cursed and killed five powerful beings, but his divine power was almost completely depleted. His face was pale and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.

He quickly swallowed a Rejuvenation Pill. As soon as the pill entered his mouth, a warm current flowed through his entire body, and his divine power was restored like a river.

"Phew... These old guys have tough primordial spirits; they're not easy to kill with curses."

But it's worth it!

He checked the pages and saw that he had accumulated eight experience points, not far from fifteen.

In the Jade Pool of Heaven, the Four Sages were resurrected.

Yuanshi Tianzun, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Nuwa gathered before Hongjun, each with a grim expression.

Yuanshi stroked his beard and said angrily, "Master, who is this Jiang Wang? How dare he curse us to death!"

Nuwa frowned slightly: "I have not yet finished mending the sky, and I have suffered this calamity. I beg my master to uphold justice."

Hongjun opened his eyes, his voice booming: "Everyone, this is the cycle of Heaven."

Jiang Wang's curse is for you to refine your hearts.

Taking advantage of being cursed, one can comprehend resistance to the laws of curses.

If we endure for three years, we can turn danger into safety.

This also serves to restrain Jiang Wang, preventing him from stirring up trouble in the westward expedition.

Upon hearing this, the four sages looked at each other in bewilderment, but nodded in agreement.

Zhunti sighed, "Master is absolutely right. This disciple will now go into seclusion to refine it."

After everyone dispersed, Hongjun closed his eyes to rest, and a hint of a smile appeared in Zixiao Palace.

In the hidden realm, time flies by.

Jiang Wang worked tirelessly day and night, constantly flipping through the Book of Curses.

Haotian was cursed to death three times, Yuanshi twice, Zhunti and Jieyin four times each, and Nuwa three times.

Each curse kill consumes divine power, but in return, it yields experience points and rewards.

Twenty-five years in the Hidden Realm corresponds to only one and a half hours in the Heavenly Realm. After the immortals were resurrected, they used Hongjun's method to go into seclusion and refine themselves, outwardly enduring while secretly accumulating resistance.

Jiang Wang's curses were relentless, his divine power like a revolving wheel, endlessly regenerating.

He consumed countless pills, filling the hidden realm with their fragrance.

He would laugh heartily at times, and frown at others, his eyes burning with ambition.

"Haotian, you're such a spineless Jade Emperor! Yuanshi, your Jade Palace will be mine sooner or later!"

As he cursed and killed, he recalled the Chaos Rice Seeds he had obtained before. Those seeds were as black as ink, containing the origin of chaos, and could only be planted with the Nine Heavens Breath Soil and the Qi of chaos.

Finally, after the tenth time of cursing and killing Yuanshi Tianzun, the Book of Curses shone brightly: "Hidden Quest Completed: Curse Yuanshi, Reward: 300 cubic meters of Chaos Qi".

Jiang Wang flipped his palm, and a cloud of gray energy surged forth, its chaotic power immense, causing the hidden realm to tremble.

"It's done! The Nine Heavens Soil is ready, the Chaos Qi is complete, and the planting of Chaos Rice is just around the corner!"

He laughed three times and checked his experience points: fifteen chances to draw prizes, all within his grasp.

But the priority now is to take advantage of these opportunities to lift the permanent ban.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, turned the page to the lottery interface, black mist swirled around him, and the prize pool was opened.

"Come on, first draw!"

He whispered, channeling divine power into the wheel, causing it to spin. In the hidden realm, a storm was brewing, and an even greater tempest was about to erupt.

On the banks of the Tongtian River, Tang Sanzang and his disciples still clung to the back of the old turtle, their figures reflected in the setting sun.

The glue is like a shackle, and the three-year deadline seems far off.

Tang Sanzang chanted Buddhist mantras softly, his eyes unwavering: "Wukong, Bajie, Sha Wujing, follow this humble monk to overcome this obstacle."

The journey to the West will eventually be completed.

Upon hearing this, Wukong sat up abruptly, his golden eyes gazing westward: "Master, I, Old Sun, believe in you."

But this glue… hey, three years from now, I'm going to settle the score with that Jiang Wang!

Bajie rubbed his swollen face and muttered, "Let's settle the accounts, I'm going too!"

The old turtle sighed underwater, its shell trembling slightly. The four figures blended into the twilight, the flame of their pilgrimage burning quietly on.

In the hidden realm of Chang'an, Jiang Wang put away the Book of Curses and stood up to pace around.

Outside the window, the lights of Chang'an were dim, but his eyes were piercing: "With the Chaos Dao Rice completed, I, Jiang Wang, will be the master of this Journey to the West!"

A night breeze blew by, carrying a hint of coolness.
Jiang Wang sat cross-legged in the hidden void, his body surrounded by chaotic energy that swirled like a dragon, faintly reflecting his handsome yet somewhat arrogant face.

His cultivation at the peak of Quasi-Saint level had reached the depth of 999 million years of magical power. Ordinary Celestial Immortals were nothing more than ants in front of him.

But he knew in his heart that this was just the tip of the iceberg; the real shackles were still on the Chaos Pearl inside his body.

The permanent forbidden spell followed him like a shadow, sealing his many supernatural powers, including the laws of space and time, making him like a tiger bound and unable to display his prowess.

"System, view the attribute table."

Jiang Wangxin had a thought and murmured softly.

In the void, a golden screen appeared, with dense data flashing like stars.

[Host: Jiang Wang] [Cultivation: Quasi-Saint Peak (9.99 million years)] [Talent: Chaotic Body, Luck Blessing (252 copies), Curse Affinity...] [Cultivation Technique: Chaotic Undying Technique, Curse Heavenly Book...] [Magic Treasure: Curse Book, Chaos Pearl (Unrefined)...] [Lottery Draw Chances: 15 Normal] Jiang Wang's gaze sharpened as he looked at the lottery draw chances.

Since he was bound to the system, it had been like his shadow, silently helping him defy fate. Fifteen ordinary lottery draws? Hmph, commonplace stuff, he no longer cared.

"Redeem for the Super Lottery".

"Ding! Fifteen regular lottery draws have been successfully redeemed, and five super lottery draws have been credited to your account."

The super lottery multiplier is five times; the host can activate it at any time.

Jiang Wang's lips curled up slightly, and he was about to take action when the system's voice sounded again: "The system detected that the host has drawn ≥3 times the number of Super Lottery draws. Unlock hidden exchange: Three times the Super Lottery draw can be exchanged for one Ultimate Lottery draw."

The ultimate lottery multiplier is 30x, and the base value of the digital reward is 30x, far exceeding the super five-fold multiplier.

"Exchange or not?"

Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow, a hint of dissatisfaction rising in his heart.

This system is always so mysterious and unpredictable, why is it suddenly being so talkative this time? "Where were you before? If I hadn't offered to exchange it, would you have brought this up? Were you hiding it from me, deliberately trying to make me suffer?"

"Ding! System rule: Respond to commands passively only before the host triggers specific conditions."

The ultimate lottery requires a cumulative total of ≥3 super lottery draws to unlock, to prevent the host from blindly consuming resources.

The host's luck has reached 252 units; it is recommended to redeem immediately to significantly increase the success rate.

Jiang Wang snorted coldly. As for luck, ever since he transmigrated to the chaotic world of Journey to the West, he has been a favorite of the Heavenly Dao.

Saints like Zhunti and Jieyin, weren't they all manipulated by him? "Alright, I'll exchange for one ultimate lottery draw."

The remaining two Super rounds will be saved for now.

"Ding! Redemption successful."

The ultimate lottery has begun.

Mode: Blind box number draw, seven-digit combination, maximum value 8543210.

"Host, please draw the ball numbers in turn."

In the void, a golden blind box appeared, its surface engraved with chaotic runes, and seven small holes shimmering with eerie light.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, reached into the first hole, and touched a cool jade ball with his fingertips.

A surge of good fortune washed over him, and with a thought, he easily pulled out a "0".

Ball number 1

"First place: 0".

Jiang Wang's heart raced slightly as he continued to the second hole.

The jade ball, scalding hot, obediently fell into the palm of his hand—"1".

number.

"Second position: 1."

Third, fourth... He moved with effortless grace, the blessing of luck making him seem to know the trajectory of every ball.

The third digit is "2", the fourth digit is "3", the fifth digit is "4", and the sixth digit is "5".

The blind box buzzed, and the last hole shone brightly. Jiang Wang's forehead was covered in a fine sweat, and his tense emotions were as taut as a bowstring.

This final shot is crucial! "Come on!"

He let out a low growl and suddenly thrust his hand in.

The jade ball trembled violently, seemingly resisting, but under the crushing force of destiny, it obediently revealed itself—"8".

Number! "Seventh digit: 8! Combination number: 8543210."

Ultimate lottery multiplier 30x, experience reward: 8543210×30=256296300.

Approximately 2.563 million experience points have been credited!

Golden light cascaded down like a waterfall, flowing into Jiang Wang's mind between his eyebrows.

He felt his magical power surge like a river bursting its banks, his cultivation subtly weakening. His 999 million years of magical power seemed to have touched the threshold of the legendary saint.

Haha, that feels great! This system wasn't a waste of time after all.

"Keep the two remaining Super Lottery draws."

Next time, let's collect three times the amount and do the ultimate again.

As experience points piled up like mountains, Jiang Wang turned his gaze to the Chaos Pearl within his body.

It hovered in the dantian, a hazy gray mass, radiating an ancient and indestructible pressure.

Refining it is the key to breaking the spell.

"System, start the refining process."

Two hundred million experience points consumed!

"Ding! Refining initiated."

It is estimated to take three hundred years to complete.

The host enters a profound realm, and his consciousness falls into slumber.

The flow of time within the hidden realm has been adjusted; a day in the outside world is equivalent to three years within it, with no critical events interfering.

Jiang Wang nodded, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged.

In an instant, the surrounding void twisted, and his soul seemed to fall into a chaotic abyss.

The scenery before my eyes changes constantly, billions of stars collapse and are reborn, the three thousand Great Daos are entwined like silk threads, and the small world within the Chaos Pearl slowly unfolds—it is the boundless primordial chaos, giving birth to countless fragments of laws.

He used his experience points as fuel, and his magic power flooded the bead, gradually eroding the stubborn restriction.

Time flies, and three hundred years pass in the blink of an eye in the hidden realm.

Jiang Wang suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

"Awake? System, how's the outside world?"

"Ding! Refining successful."

No major events occurred in the outside world after only one day.

The host refined the Chaos Pearl and learned of its power: it contains a chaotic world, capable of evolving into smaller worlds; it enhances divine abilities with laws, allowing control over any of the three thousand Great Daos; it suppresses destiny, ensuring it never declines; and it defends against restrictions, making it immune to a saint's attack.

Jiang Wang laughed loudly, flipped his palm, and the Chaos Pearl appeared. The pearl shone with a bright gray light, and the phantom images of dragons and phoenixes were faintly visible.

"My darling! Come, lift my permanent ban!"

The bead hummed, and a gray light shot into Jiang Wang's brow.

The shackles within his body melted away like ice and snow, and the laws of space moved with the ease of his own hand. With a thought, the void within a radius of ten thousand miles instantly folded; the laws of time returned to his control, allowing him to extend a thousand years in a single breath and trace back to the past in an instant.

"Hahaha! That's great! How long has this forbidden technique bound me? From now on, I'll roam freely through the chaotic world of Journey to the West!"

However, activating a Chaos Treasure comes at a high price.

Jiang Wang felt his divine power drain away like a flood, his dantian was completely empty, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Damn it, this is too much of a drain on my energy."

System, take the drug to recover!

In three days, he devoured countless elixirs and miraculous medicines like a glutton, using the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and the Taiyi Rejuvenating Powder in turn.

Once his divine power returned to its peak, Jiang Wang stood up, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

"It's time to get down to business."

Zhunti, you bald monk, I have cursed you to death ninety-nine times.

Today marks the hundredth time!

He took out the Book of Curses, and the ancient book trembled as if it were alive, the blood-stained patterns on the cover like weeping ghosts.

Jiang Wang dipped his finger into his heart's blood and wrote four large characters in a flowing, elegant style on the blank page: "Taoist Zhunti!"

The pages burned, and the power of the curse surged forth like a black tide, heading straight for Mount Ling.

Meanwhile, atop Mount Ling, clouds and mist swirled, and golden light shone brightly.

The Taoist Zhunti sat cross-legged beneath the Seven Treasures Tree, his face compassionate yet concealing a sharp edge.

He sat facing his senior brother, the Guide Daoist, their bodies intertwined with magical light, like two ancient Buddhas debating scriptures.

"Senior brother, the power of this curse is strange and unpredictable, seemingly originating from the source of chaos."

We must use the wisdom of a sage to comprehend the laws of resisting curses in order to break them.

Zhunti's voice was gentle as he formed a hand seal, sending a golden incantation towards Jieyin. (End of Chapter)