Mythology

Chapter 492 Heartbreak in the Kingdom of Women

Thirteen years have passed like sand slipping through my fingers.

Yang He sat cross-legged in the center of the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field. His aura was completely different from before his seclusion. He had unknowingly overcome most of the three calamities and six tribulations.

"The previous 500-year seclusion didn't feel as long as this 13 years."

Yang He felt lingering fear just thinking about it. Zhan Shi Nan witnessed three versions of himself being born from his body; Dao Guo Nan lost all his cultivation and became a mortal; Wu Xiang Nan lost his five senses for ten years.

"call……"

Yang He slowly opened his eyes. Now, of the three calamities and six tribulations, only the last three are left: human tribulation, theft of the Dharma, and reincarnation. However, it seems that the last three tribulations cannot be triggered during seclusion, and it is very likely that one will have to deliberately court death.

He didn't care; with the great calamity of Journey to the West approaching, he couldn't continue his seclusion for long.

"Next, we can pay appropriate attention to the progress of the historical allusion."

Yang He took out the magic seal, and some of the talismans on it were dim and lacked luster, just like the silver-horned Taoist boy in the Tushita Palace of the Heavenly Court, or a certain righteous god he vaguely remembered.

Fortunately, all the close relatives and friends are still alive.

"It's still our own disciples who are really capable; they can complete the historical story even while in seclusion and idling."

Yang He brought up the panel, and a series of prompts appeared, followed by the number of slots for permanent characters.

[Number of permanent characters: 32]

"Wukong completed fourteen stories in thirteen years, which is quite efficient."

He tried to contact his four disciples, but the Dharma Seal did not respond.

“Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing are all Great Luo Golden Immortals. Tang Sanzang can also use the Transformation Immortal Technique. It is not difficult for him to temporarily borrow the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal from himself. Ordinary demons cannot withstand their rampage.”

"But."

Yang He frowned slightly. Six years had passed since the completion notification of the story was displayed on the panel. Could it be that the four members of the pilgrimage group had not made any progress in the past six years?
The story that currently traps them is not about the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, nor the Flaming Mountain, nor even the Lion Camel Ridge, but rather a mere... Women's Kingdom.

"A land of women? Are you kidding me? Are you so engrossed in the scent of rouge that you can't extricate yourself?"

[Common Object: Tian Sheng Ling]

[Related allusions: "The Ghost of the Daughter", "The Cave Without Ghosts", "The Ghost of Drought"...]

Yang He repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed the Kingdom of Women, the bonus level in the original Journey to the West.

In my memory, the Kingdom of Women hardly encountered any terrifying demons. There was a scorpion demon, I think, but she had no powerful backing. Moreover, the ordeal was basically a farce revolving around the four travelers getting pregnant.

"Six years, the rice is probably already cooked by now."

Yang He's eye twitched. Could it be that when they arrived in the Women's Kingdom, they found that the four of them already had a large family?

He didn't know the location of the Women's Kingdom. It seemed to be near the Tongtian River of the Great King of Inspiration, but unlike the Five Finger Mountain, there was no general description of it.

"Let's go back to the main world first. Once we re-enter the world of the legends, we'll naturally know the reason."

[Your character, "Tai Xu Xun Jie Shi Hai Tian Zun," has died, ending your role in this story.]

.........

[Whether you inherit the rewards from multiple permanent characters, you will receive the following benefits]

Three calamities and three disasters

[The remains of the White Bone Demon]

[Kui Mulang's corpse]

Yang He raised an eyebrow. The Three Calamities and Three Tribulations were inherited from the Corpse Celestial Venerable's cultivation, while the other two were purely the gains of his own disciple on the journey to the West.

Kui Mulang is one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations. Although he is a minor deity, he still holds a celestial position.

Clearly, Sun Wukong kept his instructions in mind.

Yang He exchanged for the corpse of Kui Mulang. A huge corpse landed in front of him, about twenty or thirty meters long. It was deformed and terrifying, with hideous mouths all over its body, and six hands and feet.

It's obvious at a glance that Kui Mulang had been eating too much, and his cannibalistic cultivation led to a qi deviation. Without enough Tang Sanzang flesh to suppress it, he turned into an indescribable monster.

"If it weren't for me, Kui Mulang might have had a chance to escape death. It's frustrating to think that the immortals and gods who were recruited died as demons."

[Would you like to consume 1 Spirit Vision to integrate the <Kui Mulang Corpse> into <God Becomes God>?]

"determine."

Yang He swept across the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field, leaving a special open space for refining the Buddha's corpse. As the corpse rotted, lotus buds began to grow, and a faint Buddhist light enveloped the surrounding area for hundreds of miles.

Once the lotus matures, it attains a state that can drive monks mad.

Once one has attained sufficient celestial rank and status, the Consecration of Gods can be restarted in the main world. Currently, there are many cultivators who have reached the Void Returning Realm or above and have begun to experience the three realms of Tribulation Transcending.

"Everything went smoothly, I didn't even have to do much, it was great."

"kindness?"

Yang He turned his gaze to the remains of the white bone demon, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

The White Bone Demon was left behind by the White Bone Spirit. Its cultivation level was not high. In the original work, it relied on the gap between the master and disciple to deal with Sun Wukong. Its strength was at most that of a True Immortal.

But the corpse looked extremely strange, quite out of place compared to Kui Mulang.

"impossible."

The White Bone Demon is essentially a demon, but her skeletal structure is exactly the same as that of a mortal, with a total of 206 bones, not one more and not one less.

The skull is rounded, the ribs are symmetrical, and even the tiny bone fragments of the finger joints are arranged neatly, as if it were a "perfect human form" that was deliberately replicated.

The more Yang He looked, the more eerie it seemed. The White Bone Demon's corpse couldn't have appeared in the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field for no reason. It seemed that Sun Wukong wanted to convey some message.

The pelvis showed obvious signs of misalignment, as if it had been forcibly pried open and then reassembled. The spine was covered with fine cracks, and the angle of each bone segment had been forcibly corrected. Even the skull had a neat ring of saw marks, indicating that it had been opened before.

"Are there immortals or Buddhas, or rather, are there rules that transform demons into humans?"

Is it related to the Kingdom of Women?

Yang He was completely bewildered, realizing that he needed to make a trip to the Women's Kingdom as soon as possible, as he was still counting on the four-person pilgrimage team to continue conquering new territories. How could he possibly abandon them after they had served their purpose?

However, before that, he needs to refine some ghosts and gods.

"The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field is fundamental; filling the Cave Heaven Immortal Court with everything at once is the best strategy."

Yang He had already vaguely sensed that the aura of the Void was making a comeback, proving that his current Daoist temple was not enough to withstand the onslaught of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

The shortcut to obtaining the Celestial Grotto is through the various ghosts and gods in the main world.

"The more the better!!!"

Yang He took a step and instantly arrived in the Endless Hell, where all sorts of ghosts and gods hung everywhere, merging with everything in the main world.

"Let's try refining the remains of Nezha's dojo."

He had long coveted the Three Altars of the Sea God, who had become a deity in the mountains. Each mountain contained yin energy, and its open mouth could continuously spew out a massive amount of yin energy.

"receive!!!!"

Yang He released the treasure bone tomb, and countless human-faced peaches disappeared into the depths of the mountains.

The ruins of the temple have transformed into the veins deep within the mountains, spreading throughout the world like blood vessels.

The moment Yang He was separated, an earthquake that affected the entire main world was triggered, and it quickly intensified, subtly backfiring on the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field.

Seeing this, he frowned and stopped, staring silently at the main world for a long time.

Previously, when Wenqu Xingjun was separated, it was not discovered that ghosts and gods were indeed part of the main world, and the entire mortal realm was pieced together from the remains of a Taoist temple.

If the Three Altars of the Great God are stripped away, the mountains will collapse. If the King of Inspiration is stripped away, mortals will no longer have dreams.

The ten flesh-and-blood suns of the sixth level of hell were stripped away, plunging the mortal realm into eternal night.

"This world is so damn fragile."

Yang He couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly, unleashing his Fiery Eyes of Truth and his Spiritual Vision without reservation.

[Spiritual Vision 10.4 Billion]

Thirteen years have passed, and the Spirit Vision has reached the tenth level of hell.

Even though they hadn't reached the deepest level of hell yet, the sight of the ten layers of hell stacked together was enough to make Yang He tremble.

This is a world built of corpses, a world that should have died three thousand years ago.

Mountains and rivers are not made of rocks and soil, but are huge aggregates formed by the compression and fusion of countless twisted corpses. The ridges are continuous vertebrae, and the jagged cliffs are filled with countless heads.

The trunk is like intertwined arm bones, the branches and leaves are like outstretched fingers, the surface is covered with dried scabs and ulcerated skin, and the fruit is invariably an eyeball.

The pavilions and towers are assembled using mortise and tenon joints, the tiles are flattened skulls, and the lanterns hanging from the eaves are made from peeled dough.

When doors and windows are opened and closed, they make a creaking sound as if their joints are rubbing together.

In the entire main world, the only beings that seem normal are mortals, but even they cannot remain untainted by the mud.

Their clothes were woven from tiny bone fragments, their hairpins were polished finger bones, their jade pendants were congealed blood, and the air mixed with hair entered their throats with their breath.

Yang He felt nauseous and couldn't help but gag.

At first glance, ordinary people seem like maggots living in a mass grave.

"Well, we can't separate most of the ghosts and gods yet, but the Star Lord should be an exception."

Yang He set his sights on the Twenty-Eight Constellations. The ruins of the Daoist temple transformed into countless stars, involving a total of 183 stars. It seemed like a lot, but it was insignificant in the night sky.

Yang He raised his hand and grabbed, and the stars in the night sky suddenly twisted and deformed.

Perhaps because the Twenty-Eight Mansions were originally minor deities, the process was incredibly smooth, though inevitably blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the remains were still intertwined with the night sky.

Twenty-eight gigantic corpses were buried in the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Daoist Temple.

After Yang He refined the corpse slightly, it transformed into twenty-eight island palaces suspended in mid-air, their shimmering light providing illumination for the temple at night.

He brought up the panel, and there was still a surplus of permanent character slots after generating the Twenty-Eight Constellations.

"However, if you include the Heart Chamber, Yindu, and Liusha River, it's a total of thirty-two combined."

Yang He was filled with thoughts. If they really had to take turns merging, they would probably be noticed by the immortals and Buddhas after two or three times. It would be better to do the opposite.

[Should I generate a permanent character <Horned Wood Dragon Palace>?]

[Should I generate a permanent character <Kang Jinlong Xinggong>?]

[Should a permanent character <Fang Ri Tu Xing Gong> be generated?]

.........

"If anyone tries to scheme against me, I'll use the fusion of dojos to launch a big attack. Anyway, one advantage of fusion of dojos is that the true body is not restricted."

Yang He sneered as the area of ​​the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field expanded once again.

The night sky inside the dojo became lifelike, while the night sky in the main world seemed somewhat unreal, with the stars dim and lifeless, like decorations pasted on a mural.

"There will still be an impact eventually; the world will collapse sooner or later."

[Common Object: Tian Sheng Ling]

[Related Allusions: "Daughter Ghost", "Ghostless Cave", "Drought Ghost"... Consume 1 Spirit Vision to enter the allusion world?]

"determine."

Yang He saw a list of available characters, but they were all covered in blood.

[Theatrical Apprentice (Gray): You are a traveler from elsewhere who accidentally wandered into the Women's Kingdom and joined the Sixi Troupe to protect yourself.]

[Fireworks Warrior (Gray): The Women's Kingdom burns a large number of corpses every day. You are a merchant from elsewhere who accidentally wandered into the Women's Kingdom and joined the Fireworks to protect yourself.]

[Outsider (Gray): A thick fog blankets the mountains for miles. You accidentally wander into a land of women, where every woman you encounter seems more enthusiastic than the last.]

"Gray quality?"

Yang He looked surprised. He had encountered characters with gray quality before, which usually meant that the character was already on the verge of death, which showed how strange the Women's Kingdom was.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally chose the "Outsider" option to see where the dangers lay in the Kingdom of Women.

[Would you like to consume 1 Spirit Vision to impart the Immortal Transformation Technique to the Outcast?]

Yang He raised an eyebrow, noticing that he could actively increase the investment of his spiritual vision, the difference being that the color of the three characters "Transformation Immortal Technique" would become increasingly deep.

"It should be the ability to unlock one billion."

He tried it out and found that investing 30 million in spiritual vision was already the limit.

"Give it a try, anyway, this version of Psychic is really worthless."

[Wandering Taoist (Gray): A thick fog blankets the mountains for miles. You survived thanks to your family's secret immortality technique, but accidentally stumbled into a land of women, where you find the women to be increasingly enthusiastic.]

"Still gray quality? The Immortal Transformation Technique is a top-tier divine power in the Three Realms."

"Some trouble is bound to happen in the Women's Kingdom, and even Wukong is deeply involved. We must be careful, or we might encounter many immortals and Buddhas."

“Play the role of a wandering Taoist priest.”

.........

The long street stretched like a dragon, bustling with noise.

After regaining consciousness, Yang He found himself walking in a market, with more than a dozen bodyguards in front of him.

He immediately checked the character he was playing. On the surface, he was unremarkable, around forty years old, and his Taoist robe was full of patches, but his cultivation level was that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

That's right, the spiritual vision I invested in earlier was actually related to cultivation level.

Yang He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of how dangerous the story was, a Great Luo Golden Immortal would definitely have the ability to protect himself. After all, the four members of the pilgrimage group were still safe and sound. He just needed to find an opportunity to reunite with them.

He looked around, his spiritual vision seemingly separated by a thin layer of window paper.

However, one thing is certain: this is indeed the Kingdom of Women.

Looking around, the market was filled with women, a scene of bustling activity.

The peddlers carrying loads on their poles called out their wares in a continuous stream. Heavy bamboo baskets hung from both ends of the poles, one containing live fish splashing around, and the other containing seasonal vegetables glistening with dew.

Some vendors also carried straw targets covered with bright red hawthorn berries.

They were very distant towards Yang He, and almost ignored him. Unlike the original work, in Journey to the West, the women of the Women's Kingdom would rush to a man if they saw him.

"Master Yang, why are there only women in this strange place?" The head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) leaned closer to Yang He and asked softly.

"I don't know, let's wait and see."

"Master, the woman is ignoring us. Why don't we ask that person? He seems to be from out of town as well."

The head镖师 pointed into the distance, where a gaunt middle-aged man lingered in front of the stall for a long time until he received the stall owner's approval, at which point he took off his clothes with a look of ecstatic joy.

A dozen people rushed over, only to find the stall owner had started a fire to heat the oil.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man jumped into the oil pot without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)