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

Yun Zhao could have directly intervened to stop Xuanzang from Xuanxian's grasp.

But they didn't choose to do that.

Pointless.

Although they share the same Buddhist name, they are not the monk who went on the pilgrimage to the West.

They didn't even pass by his White Tiger Ridge, so even if they did intercept him, what use would it be?

If you don't get any reward, you will expose your identity early and attract the fear of the Buddhist sect. If you are directly surrounded and killed, wouldn't it be a waste of a simulation opportunity?

He let the other person leave.

He simply memorized the time and location in his mind.

"Give me a few more simulations, and I'll shake the very foundation of your pilgrimage!"

With a smile on his lips, Yun Zhao dispersed the mansion and disappeared into the Southern Continent.

Having achieved his goal, he now planned to meet up with those "old acquaintances" from the previous simulation.

Once you leave the Tang Dynasty's territory and head west, the two closest monster strongholds to White Tiger Town are Black Wind Mountain and Yellow Wind Ridge.

First, go to Black Wind Mountain.

Yun Zhao concealed his aura, transforming into an inconspicuous streak of purple-gold light, and silently landed at the foot of the mountain.

Before even reaching the mountain, one could smell a rich aroma of wine and the smoky fragrance of roasted meat.

Further on, figures could be seen moving about on the mountain path.

"Oh my, this fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar!"

A burly man with jet-black hair walked towards them, followed by two little demons, one carrying a wine jar and the other carrying a golden-brown roasted deer leg.

The burly man grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth:

"I, Lao Hei, love making friends! Come on, have a bowl first!"

Yun Zhao smiled slightly, took the wine bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Good wine."

The burly man was overjoyed: "Fellow Daoist, you have a great capacity for alcohol! Come, I'll take you to see my king!"

And so, Yun Zhao was enthusiastically "invited" up Black Wind Mountain by this little demon who called himself "Black Bear".

The cave on the mountaintop was enormous, with two scarlet lanterns hanging at the entrance. Inside, it was brightly lit, and the table was laden with wine and meat.

In the very center, a black bear spirit, three zhang tall with jet-black fur, sat cross-legged on a tiger-skin chair, holding a bronze wine cup in his hands, with a feast of wild delicacies laid out in front of him.

Upon seeing Yun Zhao enter, the black bear spirit's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stood up, causing dust to fall from the cave ceiling.

"Hahaha! What a handsome fellow Daoist! Please, have a seat!"

The black bear was just as hospitable as in the previous simulation.

Yun Zhao didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly.

The black bear spirit toasted and drank with great enthusiasm.

For the next ten days or so, Yun Zhao drank and discussed philosophy with the Black Bear Spirit, having a very pleasant time.

He even suggested having a friendly spar with the other party.

The black bear spirit's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He was also at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, and was considered a unique black bear spirit among the Three Realms.

He had virtually no rivals within a radius of thousands of miles, and he was not by nature combative.

Yun Zhao's suggestion, however, made him somewhat interested.

The two then flew up into the clouds, and after less than ten rounds, they readily admitted defeat.

He was no match for Yun Zhao.

However, judging from the Black Bear Spirit's combat strength in the original work, he is a ruthless character who can withstand dozens of moves from the Monkey King when he gets angry.

It's just a pity she's too soft-hearted.

The two demons returned to their cave, and Yun Zhao tentatively asked, "Would the Great King like to come with me to White Tiger Town in the west? Life there is carefree, with humans and demons living together in harmony."

Upon hearing this, the black bear spirit waved his hands repeatedly:

"I appreciate your kind offer, but I prefer to stay in my cave and cultivate in peace, practicing alchemy and discussing scriptures. That's just as enjoyable."

Yun Zhao shook his head with a smile after hearing this.

It seems we were a step too late.

This old black bear has indeed become entangled with Buddhism.

"That's enough."

Yun Zhao raised his cup: "Then I wish Your Majesty a speedy attainment of enlightenment."

The black bear spirit laughed heartily: "Thank you for your kind words, fellow Daoist!"

After the wine was finished and everyone had left, Yun Zhao took his leave.

The black bear spirit escorted him all the way to the foot of the mountain, reluctant to part with him.

"Fellow Daoist, please take care! Come over for a drink sometime!"

Yun Zhao smiled and nodded, then his figure flickered and disappeared into the black mist.

Next is Huangfengling.

Huangfengling is located west of Heifengshan and stretches for hundreds of miles.

At this moment, however, it is still a lush and green scene.

That's strange.

Yun Zhao was somewhat surprised. Back then, this place was filled with yellow sand, barren of vegetation, and the winds of evil obscured the sun. He never expected that now, looking around, it was lush and green, full of spiritual energy. There was not a trace of the desolation of later generations.

"It seems the Yellow Wind Monster hasn't arrived yet."

Yun Zhao nodded slightly.

He didn't rush to leave. Instead, he raised his hand and waved it. A purple-gold thought flew out from between his eyebrows and transformed into an inconspicuous jade talisman, which was deeply embedded in the heart of the tallest ancient pine tree in Huangfeng Ridge.

This jade talisman contains a wisp of his divine thought. Once the Yellow Wind Monster arrives and touches the unusual spiritual energy in the ridge, the jade talisman will sense it and send a message to him.

Yun Zhao chuckled softly, then turned and left.

The next moment, he was back in the skies above White Tiger Town.

The Heaven-Binding Array parted on its own, welcoming him in.

The town remained bustling with activity.

The night market was ablaze with lights, wine flags fluttered on both sides of the main street, gambling dens were bustling with activity, and a newly adapted version of "The White-Robed Scholar Fights the Demon" was being performed on the stage. The audience, a mix of humans and demons, cheered loudly.

Yun Zhao landed on the high platform with his hands behind his back.

Bai Ling had already sensed it, and transformed into a beam of white light, flying over and gracefully kneeling in worship:

"Our lord has returned to town!"

Yun Zhao nodded slightly: "How has the town fared these past few years?"

Bai Ling replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, all is well."

"The town has now more than doubled in size, with a population of nearly 100,000, half of whom are humans and half are demons."

"The spiritual fields stretch for three thousand miles, producing enough spiritual rice and vegetables to feed the entire town for three years."

"The taverns, gambling dens, and brothels make a fortune every day; the tax revenue is enough to build three more theaters."

"Caravans are coming and going from outside the town in an endless stream, and the Kingdom of Baoxiang has sent envoys to discuss a 'mutual trade alliance'."

"Furthermore... in the last ten years, more and more mortals and lesser demons have been migrating westward, all saying that 'White Tiger Town is a paradise on earth.'"

Yun Zhao nodded in satisfaction after hearing this.

"very good."

"Next... it's time to prepare for the second phase."

Bai Ling was taken aback: "What does the master mean?"

"The Great Calamity of Journey to the West?"

Yun Zhao did not hide this from Bai Gu Jing; in fact, he even took the initiative to reveal the information.

In his plan, the White Bone Demon was the most important element.

Moreover, given Bai Ling's current loyalty to him, Yun Zhao can confidently tell her this news.

"good."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ling's eyes flashed with fervor.

"Ling'er is willing to die for her lord!"

Yun Zhao smiled and raised his hand to help her up.

"You don't have to die."

"Life is what makes things interesting."