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

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the villagers of Xiangqian Village had already gathered at the foot of the back mountain, each carrying their own prepared gifts, waiting to see Jiang Wang off.

Tu Ba stood at the front, holding a package containing some dry food and water.

Jiang Wang walked down from the back mountain, still with that arrogant demeanor, his body surrounded by a faint Daoist aura.

He glanced at the villagers gathered at the foot of the mountain, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Little lady, this is some dry food made at home. Take it and eat it on the road."

"Little Lady, these are a few spirit stones I've saved up. Please accept them."

The villagers stepped forward one after another and handed the things they had prepared to Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang neither refused nor took the money himself, but simply let Tu Ba accept it for him.

This is a token of the villagers' goodwill; refusing it would only disappoint them.

After the villagers had finished delivering the items, Tu Ba handed the package to Jiang Wang and said solemnly, "Little Grandma, be careful on the road."

Once you reach the Yixin Sect, you must think things through carefully before acting and avoid getting into conflicts with others easily.

If you encounter any difficulties, come back as soon as possible. Xiangqian Village will always be your support.

"Ah."

Jiang Wang responded calmly, took the package, turned around and stepped into the air, transforming into a golden streak of light and flying into the distance.

He didn't turn around, nor did he say another word, leaving the villagers with only a proud and resolute back view.

"Little Lady, have a safe journey!"

The villagers waved and shouted, their eyes fixed on the direction Jiang Wang had left, until the golden streak of light disappeared into the horizon, before slowly turning their gaze away.

Jiang Wang flew through the air at an extremely fast speed, causing the mountains and rivers beneath his feet to rush past.

As he flew, he observed the scene in this realm of the mind.

This realm is completely different from the world of Journey to the West. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is much richer, and the mountains and rivers contain a strong power of law. You can see some well-cultivated demon beasts everywhere, roaming through the mountains and forests.

"This realm of the mind is indeed a good place for cultivation."

Jiang Wang thought to himself, "It's a pity that the power of laws is too singular, mostly based on the Five Elements Laws, unlike the Journey to the West world, where laws are countless and all-encompassing."

During the flight, Jiang Wang also encountered some cultivators, most of whom were at the early or middle stage of the Law Saint realm. Seeing the speed at which Jiang Wang flew and the Dao aura surrounding his body, they all gave way and dared not approach him easily.

Clearly, they could also see that Jiang Wang was quite strong.

About three hours after Jiang Wang had been flying, a figure suddenly darted out from the forest ahead and blocked his way.

The figure was dressed in a black robe and wore a black bamboo hat, which concealed his face. He was surrounded by a faint black aura, and his aura was gloomy. His cultivation level was around the fourth level of the Law Saint realm.

"stop!"

The man in black robes waved his hand, sending a black burst of energy towards Jiang Wang. He said in an icy tone, "This road is mine, this tree is mine. If you want to pass, leave your toll!"

Jiang Wang stopped in his tracks, hovering in mid-air, and looked at the man in black robes with disdain: "You? You dare to block my way?"

The man in black robes sneered, removed his bamboo hat to reveal a ferocious face covered in scars, with cloudy eyes that exuded a fierce aura: "Boy, don't be too arrogant! I am the Black Bear Spirit, the chief of Black Wind Stronghold. In this Black Wind Ridge area, no one has dared to disrespect me! If you know what's good for you, hand over your storage bag, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Wang's eyes: "Black Bear Spirit? It does share the same name as the Black Bear Spirit in Journey to the West."

However, his strength was far inferior to that of the black bear demon.

The Black Bear Spirit in the Journey to the West world was a demon who had cultivated for many years. He was incredibly powerful and could fight Sun Wukong for dozens of rounds without being at a disadvantage. In the end, he was subdued by Guanyin Bodhisattva and became a guardian deity of the mountain.

The black bear spirit before them was only at the fourth level of the Law Saint realm, and its aura was chaotic, clearly indicating that it had cultivated unorthodox techniques.

"Hey kid, what are you muttering about?"

Seeing that Jiang Wang ignored him, the black bear spirit's eyes flashed with anger. "It seems you don't want to obey! Then I'll just have to take it myself!"

After saying that, the black bear spirit roared, and the black energy around its body surged, transforming into a huge black bear phantom that pounced on Jiang Wang.

The black bear phantom possessed immense strength, accompanied by a foul stench. Its paw slammed down on Jiang Wang's head with tremendous force. If struck, even a cultivator at the fourth level of the Law Saint realm would have their head shattered and perish on the spot.

"act recklessly."

Jiang Wang shook his head, his tone indifferent.

Faced with the approaching phantom of the black bear, he didn't even make a move. He simply moved his physical body slightly, transforming it into an invisible barrier.

"boom!"

The bear slammed its paw against the wall with a loud bang.

The black bear phantom shattered instantly. The black bear spirit screamed and was sent flying backward by a powerful recoil, crashing to the ground, spitting blood. Its black robe was also shattered, revealing its scarred body.

The black bear demon struggled to his feet, his face pale, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Jiang Wang: "You...who exactly are you? How can you be so strong?"

He simply couldn't believe that his all-out attack had been effortlessly neutralized by his opponent, and that he had even been severely injured by the counterattack.

"Who I am is not for you to know."

Jiang Wang said calmly, "Just now, you tried to steal my things?"

The black bear spirit trembled with fear and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I didn't know how powerful you were and offended you. Please spare my life! I will never dare to do it again!"

He no longer dared to have any thoughts of robbing; he was only thinking about saving his own life.

"Spare your life?"

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Wang's eyes. "When you attacked just now, you didn't intend to spare my life."

He was never one to be soft-hearted; if someone dared to attack him, they would have to pay the price.

The black bear spirit was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly: "My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life! I have elderly parents and young children to support, and they all depend on me for survival. I beg you, my lord, to have mercy and spare my life! I am willing to give you all my savings, just please spare my life!"

Jiang Wang looked at his cowardly and fearful appearance and felt no pity whatsoever.

He said indifferently, "I have no interest in your savings."

"I only ask you, how far is Black Wind Ridge from the headquarters of the One Heart Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the black bear spirit quickly replied, "Not far at all! It will take about five hours to fly forward from here to reach Yixin Mountain, where the headquarters of the Yixin Sect is located."

"My lord, are you going to the One Heart Sect?"

"It's none of your business."

Jiang Wang said calmly, "Get lost. Don't let me see you again, or I will take your life."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll get out of here right away! I'll get out of here right away!"

The black bear spirit felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly got up and scrambled into the forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

Jiang Wang didn't even glance at the pool of blood, turned around and continued flying forward.

A five-hour journey was not far for him.

He increased his flight speed, and the golden light around him became even more dazzling as he flew towards Yixin Mountain.

During the flight, Jiang Wang also encountered some other bandits, most of whom were cultivators with low cultivation levels, and he easily dealt with them.

These robbers were either intimidated by his strength and fled in panic, or they were oblivious to their own mortality and attacked him, only to be severely injured and left on the spot.

Before they knew it, five hours had passed.

Jiang Wang's figure remained suspended in mid-air, his gaze fixed on the distance.

In the distance, a towering mountain peak rose into the clouds, its entire body azure, its summit shrouded in mist. A magnificent palace was faintly visible, surrounded by a dense aura of law, exuding a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

"That is Mount Yixin, the location of the headquarters of the Yixin Sect?"

This Yixin Mountain was much more magnificent than he had imagined. The mountain peak contained a rich power of the Five Elements Laws, among which the aura of the Metal Law and the Wood Law was the most concentrated. Obviously, most of the cultivators of the Yixin Sect cultivated these two laws.

Just then, two figures flew in from the direction of Yixin Mountain and blocked Jiang Wang's way.

The two figures were dressed in blue Taoist robes, with the character "一心" (One Heart) embroidered on their chests.

The two characters, with solemn expressions and cultivation levels around the fourth level of the Law Saint realm, suggest that the person is likely an outer disciple of the One Heart Sect, responsible for guarding the mountain gate.

"Who goes there? How dare you trespass on the gates of my Yixin Sect!"

One of the outer disciples stepped forward and spoke in a serious tone, his eyes fixed on Jiang Wang with a hint of wariness.

Jiang Wang said calmly, "Little Madam Tu."

I've come to challenge the Tower of Babel.

"Little Tu?"

Upon hearing this, the two outer disciples' eyes flashed with surprise. They then exchanged a glance, both seeing astonishment in each other's eyes.

They had obviously heard of Tu Xiaonai's reputation and knew that she was a genius who appeared once every 50 billion years in the One Heart Realm, who proved the Dao with force at the age of 1.7 billion and whose physical defense was perfected.

One of the outer disciples quickly put away his guard and became more respectful: "So it's Lady Tu! My apologies! The Fifth Elder sent word in advance that you will be coming to challenge the Tower of Babel today, and asked us to receive you properly."

"Please come with us, sir, we will take you to the Tower of Babel."

Another outer disciple quickly added, gesturing for them to enter.

Jiang Wang nodded slightly, said nothing, and followed behind the two outer disciples, flying towards Yixin Mountain.

Along the way, Jiang Wang carefully observed the scenery of Yixin Mountain.

On Mount Yixin, the spiritual energy is abundant, and the pavilions and towers are scattered in an orderly manner. Disciples of the Yixin Sect can be seen everywhere, some cultivating, some sparring, and some cleaning, all in perfect order.

These disciples had varying levels of cultivation, ranging from the early to mid-stage of the Law Saint realm, and some were even mortal disciples who had just embarked on the path of cultivation.

"Lady Tu, our Yixin Sect is the number one sect in the Yixin Realm, with millions of disciples, divided into four levels: outer sect, inner sect, core sect, and personal disciples."

"Outer disciples are the most numerous, mostly cultivators with lower cultivation levels; inner disciples are next, with cultivation levels above the mid-stage of the Law Saint realm; core disciples are the backbone of the sect, with cultivation levels above the sixth level of the Law Saint realm; personal disciples are the fewest, only a handful of dozens, all personal disciples of the sect leader and elders, with cultivation levels at least above the seventh level of the Law Saint realm, and exceptionally talented." An outer disciple volunteered to introduce them, his tone tinged with pride.

Jiang Wang gave a faint "hmm" and didn't reply.

Millions of disciples may seem like a large number, but compared to the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect in the Journey to the West world, it is still far smaller.

Moreover, the cultivation levels of most disciples of the Yixin Sect are concentrated in the early to mid-stages of the Law Saint realm, with few high-level cultivators. Their overall strength is probably not even comparable to that of a medium-sized force in the Journey to the West world.

Two outer disciples carried Jiang Wang for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before arriving at the summit of Yixin Mountain.

At the summit, a towering ancient pagoda stands, its entire body black and crafted from an unknown, strange stone. Intricate runes are carved across its surface, within which emanate a rich power of law, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

This ancient tower is the Tower of Babel.

The Tower of Babel has nine floors, each one taller than the last, with its top hidden in the clouds, making it impossible to see its true form.

Dozens of disciples from the Yixin Sect, mostly inner disciples, stood around the tower, responsible for guarding the Tongtian Tower and preventing anyone from trespassing.

"Lady Tu, this is the Tower of Babel."

The two outer disciples stopped and bowed to Jiang Wang, saying, "To challenge the Tower of Babel, you must register in front of the tower before you can enter."

Each level of the tower has powerful challengers; only by defeating them can you advance to the next level.

If you are injured inside the tower, you can crush the communication jade talisman in your hand, and we will rescue you immediately.

As he spoke, one of the outer disciples handed Jiang Wang a white communication jade talisman, a recording board, and a writing brush.

Jiang Wang took the communication jade talisman, casually tossed it into his storage bag, then picked up a brush and wrote "Tu Xiaonai" on the recording board.

Three words.

His handwriting was vigorous and powerful, carrying a faint physical Daoist charm. When it landed on the recording board, it caused the board to tremble slightly.

"Sir, registration complete. You may now enter the Tower of Babel."

The outer disciple said respectfully, stepping aside to make way.

Jiang Wang remained silent and strode towards the Tower of Babel.

When he reached the gate of the Tower of Babel, the gate opened slowly and automatically, and an ancient and mysterious aura rushed out. It was pitch black inside, and he could not see anything, as if it were a bottomless abyss.

Just then, an aged voice came from the Tower of Babel, carrying a hint of majesty: "Little Tu, since you have come to challenge the Tower of Babel, you should know that the trials within the tower are your own responsibility, whether you live or die."

If you back down now, it's not too late.

Jiang Wang raised his head, looking into the interior of the Tower of Babel, and said indifferently, "Back down? I've never known what backing down is."

Having said that, he stepped into the Tower of Babel.

As soon as Jiang Wang entered the Tower of Babel, the gate closed automatically and slowly, completely blocking out the outside light, and the tower instantly became pitch black.

Jiang Wang stopped, closed his eyes, and circulated his physical power to sense his surroundings.

The spiritual energy inside the tower was incredibly dense, several times richer than that outside. Furthermore, the air contained a unique power of law, different from any of the Five Elements laws he had encountered before—more ancient and mysterious. (End of Chapter)