Journey to the West: Please Call Me the White Bone Demon

Locker (those who know, know)

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"What did you bring me here for?"

Yun Zhao was completely bewildered.

One second I was lying comfortably in bed, charging my phone and playing on it.

The next second, I felt a slight numbness in my body and my vision went black.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself in this environment.

The mountains are layered with cliffs, and the valleys are winding and ravines are encircled.

Everywhere you look, you'll see ancient trees that are thousands of years old and pine trees that are ten thousand years old.

Before me were packs of tigers and wolves, and herds of cattle and deer.

"Is this still Earth?"

Yun Zhao asked the question instinctively.

Fuck it!

How could it possibly still be Earth? The beauty right before our eyes completely surpasses any 5A-level scenic spot in the world.

If such a place really existed, it would be making a fortune selling tickets, not like this place where you can't see a single person.

Speaking of human shadows

Yun Zhao sensed that something was wrong.

He was a grown man standing right there, yet the animals around him seemed to subconsciously ignore him, with the smaller beasts brazenly drinking water right in front of him.

What's going on?

He lowered his head and was immediately horrified.

"What about my skin?"

What came into view was whiter than any woman in the world—her bones.

He's no longer anyone.

It's clearly just a skeleton.

Or to be more precise, it was a skeleton.

No wonder those wild beasts were indifferent to him; who would care about a skeleton?

Yun Zhao wanted to cry but had no tears.

Time travel is one thing, but to be so inhumane? Is this how it's supposed to be?

"Please, I'm so sorry, I'm never going to use my phone while it's charging again. Can you let me go back?"

His prayers were destined to be in vain and would receive no response.

"Fine, what's done is done. I refuse to believe it. A skeleton is a skeleton. Maybe there are cultivation techniques in this world that can make me grow back flesh."

Yun Zhao is an optimistic person; he firmly believes that things will work themselves out in the end.

Now, let's take a look at what we actually look like.

He walked to the water's edge, where his reflection was incredibly blatant. Yun Zhao could vaguely see his handsome face from his past life in the outline of his features.

After a long sigh, he finally accepted reality.

"So, where am I now, and what kind of world is this?"

The moment the question arose in my mind, a memory appeared in my brain.

This place is called White Tiger Ridge, and many monsters live in the mountains. There is an old demon named White Bone Demon who lives there.

"Oh, so this is White Tiger Ridge. That makes sense..."

and many more!

What did you say your name was?

White Bone Demon?

Who among the 1.4 billion Chinese people doesn't know the prestige of this name?

The Three Battles with the White Bone Demon is a story on par with the Havoc in Heaven.

So, could it be that I actually happened to end up under the command of the White Bone Demon in the Journey to the West world?

Yun Zhao was immediately startled.

Are you kidding me?

Of all places to be reborn, why did I have to be reborn into the territory of this senseless monster?

No ability, no connections, no team.

If it weren't for Tang Sanzang's mortal eyes and the fact that the pilgrimage team had just been formed and hadn't yet fully gelled, it would have been a different story.

Sun Wukong could take down such trash with a single blow.

He always sat at the table with Xiao Zuanfeng.

Since he is still alive and well, the pilgrimage team has most likely not arrived yet.

If not now, when?

Yun Zhao had no intention of staying here to die.

He has a bright future ahead of him; the world of Journey to the West may not have much else, but it's overflowing with beautiful women.

He didn't even have a proper chat with these younger sisters about life before he died. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

Hesitating for even a second would be disrespectful to her sisters, so Yun Zhao turned to leave.

Journey to the West? Don't even think about getting involved!

He didn't care about the so-called merit of the pilgrimage.

Anyone who touches him will die. He has no background, no connections, and no power. Unless Yun Zhao is out of his mind, he wouldn't even think of touching a beard.

Even if he starves to death, works himself to death, or is killed by other monsters outside, he will never stay in White Tiger Ridge!

[Ding, the roadblock simulator is loading...]

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But then again.

If you have a system, then the above is pure nonsense.

"I knew it! It wasn't a wasted trip, not a wasted trip at all! The golden finger really does favor every transmigrator, haha!"

With a cheat code, what's there to be afraid of?

Two horizontal strokes and one vertical stroke mean "do"; two left-falling strokes and one force mean "do".

I am not incapable of sharing in the merits of the pilgrimage.

Yun Zhao thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.

"But what the heck is this roadblock simulator?"

He had heard of simulators, which were a very popular cheat code, but what was the point of adding the word "block the way" in front of them?

Yun Zhao's doubts did not last long.

[Roadblock simulator loaded, start now?]

"Start, start, start!"

Yun Zhao hurriedly spoke.

[Ding, system activated. Detected that this world is undergoing a cataclysmic event. Simulator automatically intervened; program generation in progress...]

[Generation complete. The protagonist's information for the Great Tribulation has been registered. The host can view it at their discretion.]

What is this doing?

Yun Zhao didn't quite understand, but right now the most important thing was to figure out the system's functions.

"System, what are you for?" he asked.

[Ding! In this great tribulation, the host needs to stop the main characters from facing the tribulation as much as possible. The longer the obstruction lasts, the richer the reward will be after the simulation ends. Number of simulations remaining: 100]

So this is what a simulator is like.

Yun Zhao had a sudden thought: Isn't this just like the monsters in the eighty tribulations on the journey to the West?

In any case, they were all trying to find ways to keep Tang Sanzang and his disciples.

The only difference is that they participate in it to accumulate merit.

Yun Zhao simply wanted to keep the pilgrimage team.

Great, the goal is now very clear.

He, Yun Zhao, is determined to be the biggest obstacle on the journey to the West!

Only in this way can you become stronger and stronger.

correct.

"Does this simulation limit mean I can only simulate 100 times?"

The thought had barely formed when a line of text appeared in my mind.

[If the attempt to stop the transmigrator fails 100 times, the host will receive the title of "Shame of the Transmigrator"]

Nima.

Psychological attack, huh...

[Ding! The sooner you successfully intercept the protagonist before the simulation count reaches zero, the richer the rewards!]

Fine, 100 times it is. I refuse to believe that after so many simulations, I still can't stop a mere Tang Sanzang.

Yun Zhao secretly vowed that he would not let himself become a disgrace to transmigrators, and then turned his attention to another function of the system.

Didn't the system just say that it had recorded the main characters' information in the system? Let's see what's going on.

Based on the reference, Yun Zhao quickly retrieved the biographical information of Tang Sanzang and his disciples.

Tang Sanzang: Reincarnation of the Golden Cicada, a good person for ten lifetimes

Character traits: Kindness, compassion, pedantry, benevolence, soft-heartedness...

Strength: Mortal

Looking at Tang Sanzang's profile, Yun Zhao could only say, "Simple yet profound, you truly live up to your reputation, System."

With these, he can better plan based on the characteristics of the main characters. Sometimes, retaining the opponent does not necessarily require strength; strategy is also a path to success.

Of course, being able to clearly and accurately see their strength also helps Yun Zhao adjust his strategy.

Tang Sanzang was just a mortal, which was not beyond his expectations.

"Next, let's look at the monkey, the male god of 1.4 billion Chinese people."

With a thought, Yun Zhao saw a flash of golden light, and Sun Wukong's interface appeared before him.

"No, this level of pomp and circumstance is worlds apart from that of Tang Sanzang!"

Even before reading the information panel, Yun Zhao couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Just now, a few lines of text appeared in front of me, nothing special.

When it was Sun Wukong's turn, they immediately added a special effect.

Is this a reminder to me to figure out who the main character really is?

Yun Zhao smiled and then looked at the panel in front of him, which was shimmering with golden light.

Sun Wukong: ...