Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 510 The Supreme Yin-Yang Realm of the Women's Kingdom

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, beside the Pool of Eight Treasures and Merits.

Zhunti and Jieyin breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the Buddhist fortune slowly rise!

Regardless, having survived the calamity, his Buddhist sect still gained good fortune!

What's heartbreaking is that they only got 70% of the profits, while the remaining 30% went to that Jin Chanzi.

Zhunti said indignantly, "The fortune from the tribulation should all belong to our Buddhist sect!"

Jieyin waved his hand and said, "Junior brother, there's no need to worry. Jin Chanzi is a member of our Buddhist sect. In the end, this fortune will still fall into our Buddhist sect's hands."

After crossing White Tiger Ridge, most of the subsequent tribulations were arranged by the Xuanmen (Taoist sect).

For Jiang Liuer and his group, this was naturally not a problem; they could easily overcome it, and things would fall into place naturally.

The fortunes of both the Taoist and Buddhist sects began to rise slowly.

Now, Zhunti felt even more heartbroken. This fortune was the trump card for the future revitalization of his Buddhist sect, but he had to give it away to the Xuanmen sect for nothing. It was a huge loss.

Jieyin remained calm and waved his hand, saying, "Junior brother, rest assured, once the great calamity is over, what is due to our Buddhist sect will not be lacking."

After an unknown amount of time, on this day, Jiang Liuer and his four disciples, having trekked through mountains and rivers, arrived at a small river.

Clear water, deep blue waves, willows casting green shadows, revealing several thatched cottages, which sit at the ferry crossing. A small boat is also moored at the mouth of the stream.

That thatched hut was clearly the boatman's usual resting and living quarters.

Just then, a gentle breeze caressed my face, the river rippled, and wisps of Daoist energy surged and spread through the air.

"This place is unremarkable, so why does it exude such a profound and rich Daoist aura?"

Sun Wukong and Jiang Liuer noticed this almost at the same time and looked surprised!

Sun Wukong, needless to say, has attained the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, just one step away from becoming a Quasi-Saint. His spiritual perception is so sharp that few Quasi-Saints can compare to him.

As for Jiang Liuer, with his six-winged golden cicada reincarnation, he had seen many grand occasions and naturally sensed the Dao essence spreading in mid-air.

Upon closer examination, this profound meaning seemed to emanate from a small river, but upon further investigation, it had no root or source.

As for the little black dragon, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing, their strength was somewhat lacking, so they did not notice.

Sun Wukong and Jiang Liuer exchanged a glance, secretly becoming extremely alert!

Such a rich Dao aura indicates unimaginable strength; it could probably dominate even among Quasi-Saints. However, the aura is extremely unfamiliar, and no matter how many powerful beings in the Three Realms are searched, it is impossible to determine who it is.

The little black dragon was about to ask a question, but seeing his master, Monkey King, looking solemn, he remained silent.

After walking for a while, the group finally arrived at the thatched hut.

This time, Jiang Liuer did not order the little black dragon to knock on the door. Instead, he personally dismounted the Water-Avoiding Golden-Eyed Beast, came to the thatched hut, and gently knocked on the door.

A moment later, the thatched hut opened, and a lady dressed in coarse cloth opened the door. Seeing that Jiang Liuer and his group all had extraordinary appearances, she was quite startled. "Who are you gentlemen?"

Jiang Liuer explained, "We are monks from the Tang Dynasty in the East, on our way to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures. We saw a boat here and wanted to take a ride."

Upon hearing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief. "So it's the elders!"

At this moment, Sun Wukong stepped forward and asked, "Are you a ferryman?"

"Exactly."

The woman nodded.

"Where is the ferryman? Why are you, a woman, being sent across the river?"

The woman smiled at Sun Wukong but did not answer. She untied the rope binding the small boat and retrieved the gangplank. "Elders, if you wish to cross the river, please board the boat."

Jiang Liuer and his group boarded the small boat, and the woman poled the boat, rowing westward.

Soon, the small boat reached the west bank. Jiang Liuer and the others disembarked, took out a silver bean, and handed it to the woman.

The Southern Continent is mostly inhabited by human kingdoms. Apart from the currencies issued by each kingdom, gold and silver are the most precious and are considered hard currencies. One silver bean is enough for a family of three to live comfortably for more than half a month.

The woman weighed the silver beans in her hand, a smile spreading across her face. "Elder, you are very generous. In that case, let me remind you: once you cross the shore, hurry up and leave, the faster the better."

Jiang Liuer was slightly taken aback, and quickly asked, "What does this mean?"

But the woman simply shook her head, offered no explanation, and quickly rowed away.

After bidding farewell to the woman, Jiang Liuer and his group walked westward for a while, and then a turbulent river came into view.

Further west along the river, there is an imposing city gate with three large characters above it: Kingdom of Women!

"The Kingdom of Women, what does that mean? Does it mean that everyone in this country is a woman?"

A look of confusion crossed Jiang Liuer's face. Then, remembering the female boatman from before, he couldn't help but laugh. The world is truly full of wonders.

Upon reaching the riverbank, they saw a wide river branching into countless tributaries. The one that Jiang Liuer and his group had just crossed by boat was one of those tributaries.

The river is wide, several hundred meters long, and its source is unknown. It stretches westward, passing right on both sides of the city gate, creating a very vivid and magnificent scene.

On the shore, there were countless small boats. Jiang Liuer and his companions went over and asked what was going on. They found that the boats could only be rented, so they had no choice but to spend money to rent one.

On the small boat, Zhu Ganglie rowed diligently. After rowing for a while, he felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the water ladle on the boat, scooped up some water, and began to drink it in big gulps.

After drinking three large ladles of water, Pigsy finally stood up, satisfied, and handed the ladle to Sandy, "Old Sandy, want some?"

Sha Wujing was also a little thirsty, so he gulped down two large ladles of water.

After the two finished their drinks, they looked at the little black dragon and asked, "Senior Brother Dragon, won't you have some?"

Although the little black dragon did not notice anything strange about the river, as the king of the aquatic creatures, he could vaguely sense that the water was not ordinary.

So he waved his hand, "You guys drink, I'm not thirsty."

Seeing this, the two stopped trying to persuade him. They washed the ladle, filled it with water again, and came to Jiang Liuer's side, saying solicitously, "Master, have some water."

"Okay." Jiang Liuer took the water ladle, took a small sip, and his eyes lit up immediately!

The river water clearly possesses a strong yin-yang artistic conception, echoing the aura spreading in mid-air, inseparable from each other.

"Just who is this person?"

Jiang Liuer was completely puzzled. Who was the great master who left behind this artistic conception and Dao essence?

In just a quarter of an hour, the group entered the city gate, and once inside, they could hear a cacophony of voices coming from both banks.

Upon closer inspection, the entire river stretches into the Kingdom of Women, directly dividing it into two halves.

After mooring the boat at the shore and paying the rent, the group walked on the wide road. There were people everywhere: peddlers, breakfast vendors, and scholars, all of whom were women.

Moreover, most of these women have beautiful faces and graceful figures. When they pass by, a fragrant breeze blows in your face, making your bones feel weak.

Zhu Bajie clicked his tongue in admiration, "The Kingdom of Women truly lives up to its name. I, Old Pig, have witnessed it firsthand today."

(End of this chapter)