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

"The Dao Ancestor's command is paramount, as are the remnants of the Wu Clan and the Pangu Temple... Hmph, the demon of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique reminds me of some old stories."

His eyes flashed, carrying a deeper meaning: "Bodhi, do you think there is really anyone in this world who can cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique?"

Bodhi Patriarch's gaze narrowed slightly, as if he were pondering. After a long while, he said, "The Nine Revolutions Profound Technique is the method by which Pangu created the world. Those who cultivate it can achieve physical sainthood and be comparable to saints."

In the Three Realms today, besides those few, who else could have such an opportunity?

However, since the Dao Ancestor attaches such importance to it, there must be a reason for it.

"Senior brother, let us follow orders."

At the same time, inside the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor sat on his dragon throne, with four figures standing before him: the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa.

The four exuded an aura of unyielding power, and even the celestial officials inside the hall dared not breathe loudly.

The Jade Emperor rose and bowed respectfully: "Greetings to the four Sages. May I ask what brings you here?"

Lao Tzu's gaze was calm, and his voice flowed like a clear spring: "Jade Emperor, we are ordered by the Dao Ancestor to search for the remnants of the Wu Clan and the Pangu Temple, and to annihilate the demon who cultivates the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique."

This matter concerns the fate of the Three Realms; you must cooperate fully.

Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor was startled and hurriedly replied, "The Jade Emperor shall obey the decree of the Sage."

However… the Witch Clan has long since declined, and the Pangu Temple is merely a legendary existence; I fear it will be difficult to find any clues.”

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, his tone carrying a hint of disdain: "Jade Emperor, you have ruled the Three Realms for countless years, and you can't even handle this little thing."

Although the Wu tribe has declined, the Goddess Houtu is still alive, so how could she have disappeared without a trace?

"Quickly mobilize the power of Heaven to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

The Master of Heaven stood aside, his gaze sweeping across the hall, and said in a cold tone: "Jade Emperor, you just need to obey orders."

The Dao Ancestor's command cannot be disobeyed.

As for my disciples of the Jie Sect…

He paused, a complex look flashing in his eyes, "Alright, let's all go our separate ways."

Nuwa did not speak, but simply waved her hand, and a demon-summoning banner appeared in her hand.

She said calmly, "I will summon the demons of the Three Realms to investigate the affairs of the Witch Clan."

"Jade Emperor, you only need to manage the Heavenly Court well and prevent villains from causing trouble."

The Jade Emperor quickly agreed, and the four sages said no more, each transforming into a stream of light and departing.

Inside the palace, the Jade Emperor sighed and whispered to Taibai Jinxing beside him, "Taibai, issue an order to all departments of the Heavenly Court to thoroughly investigate the remnants of the Wu tribe. Do not slack off."

Venus accepted the order and withdrew, but secretly muttered to himself, "The Witch Clan?"
Pangu Temple?

These are all ancient legends, how could they suddenly appear?
Could it be... that chaos is about to erupt once again in the Three Realms?

At the foot of Shouyang Mountain, Laozi stood with his hands behind his back, followed by a group of Daoist disciples.

His gaze was deep as he looked toward a hidden formation atop the mountain and said in a low voice, "The human race's secret realm, sealed for many years, shall be opened today."

With a flick of his sleeve, a golden light entered the formation, and the mountaintop was instantly bathed in radiant light as an ancient gate slowly emerged.

Laozi frowned and muttered, "The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors... Hmph, I know you are unwilling, but now the Three Realms are in turmoil, you should stay in the Fire Cloud Cave obediently."

On Mount Kunlun, the Primordial Celestial Venerable sat in the Jade Void Palace, with Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, and other disciples of the Chan Sect standing before him.

His gaze was like a knife as he swept over the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Cihang, humph, these traitors, they defected to the Western Sect back then, and now they still dare to wander around the Three Realms."
"Guang Chengzi, go and find out their whereabouts immediately. If they dare to cause trouble, kill them without mercy!"

Guang Chengzi bowed and accepted the order, but inwardly he sighed, "Master has always been troubled by the betrayal of those junior brothers."

Alas, the fate of the Chan Sect will likely depend on us, its older disciples, to uphold it.

Inside Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader sat alone in the main hall, his gaze sweeping over the disciples of the Jie Sect standing below.

Although the disciples bowed respectfully, Tongtian felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

He sighed inwardly, "What a magnificent sight it was when the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect came to pay homage in the past."

These disciples, though physically present, are not true members of my Jie Sect.

"Very well, the matter of the Witch Clan is of utmost importance; I will go and investigate myself."

Deep within the demon realm, Nuwa held the Demon-Summoning Banner in her hand and gently shook it. The banner shone brightly, and countless demons rushed in from all directions.

Her gaze was gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority: "Demons of the Three Realms, heed my command! Quickly investigate the whereabouts of the remnants of the Witch Clan. Report any leads to me immediately."

Inside Jiangzhou City, Jiang Wang's courtyard remained peaceful.

Chang'e has already transformed into a white rabbit and left. Jiang Wang sat alone by the stone table, tapping his fingers lightly on the surface, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes: "The remnants of the Wu tribe?"
Pangu Temple?

What is this old Taoist priest Hongjun up to?

The Wu tribe has long since declined, and Houtu has been reincarnated. Where are the remaining people?
Could it be..."

His gaze sharpened, as if he had thought of something, but a smile appeared on his lips: "Interesting. Fifty years of leisurely life should end tomorrow."

He got up, pushed open the door, and saw a dimly lit oil lamp inside.

Jiang Wang sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and pondered: "That monk Jin Chanzi's fifty-year imprisonment will be over tomorrow."

"Release him, and the curtain should be raised on the Journey to the West."

With a thought, the system interface appeared in his mind: "System, the mission rewards for the past fifty years haven't been issued yet, right?"
Tomorrow, Jin Chanzi will be born, and the Journey to the West will officially begin. Shouldn't you give me some new tasks so I can improve my cultivation and prepare for the upcoming excitement?

The system remained silent for a moment before a cold voice announced: "Host, the mission rewards for fifty years will be distributed after the birth of Jin Chanzi."

The new mission will be released after the Journey to the West begins. Please prepare accordingly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang nodded in satisfaction and murmured, "Good, very good."

Fifty years of ordinary life, selling pork, drinking alcohol, and cultivating oneself—life was simple, but also quite carefree.

Unfortunately, the game of chess in the three realms ultimately doesn't allow me to remain idle forever.

He opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as he looked out at the night sky: "Journey to the West, the Witch Clan, the Sages... Hmph, Jiang Wang wants to see just how lively these Three Realms can get!"

The night was as dark as ink. Outside Jiangzhou City, on the banks of the Hongjiang River, moonlight shone on the shimmering surface of the river, reflecting a silvery glow.

Jiang Wang, dressed in a blue robe, stood with his hands behind his back on the riverbank, his gaze distant, as if he could penetrate the water and reach the unfathomable Hongjiang Water Palace.

A gentle breeze stirred around him, causing his clothes to flutter, carrying a hint of inexplicable power.

Fifty years was but a blink of an eye for him. His cultivation within the Meteor Ring had made his aura increasingly profound, like an abyss, so deep that no one dared to look directly at him.

In the distance, the city of Jiangzhou was brightly lit, and the sounds of bustling activity could be faintly heard.

Jiang Wang turned his head slightly, and he seemed to hear an invisible voice whispering in his ear. It was the familiar notification sound from the system: "Congratulations to the host for completing mission sixteen, escorting Chen Xuanzang out of the Meteor Ring. The reward is the method to control the Sumeru Boundless Array and fifty experience points."

A slight smile played on his lips, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes. The control method of the Sumeru Boundless Array had quietly merged into his divine sense, and the array diagram, as vast as the starry sea, slowly unfolded in his mind, infinitely mysterious.

"It seems that Patriarch Bodhi is about to become restless."

Jiang Wang muttered to himself, turning his gaze to the horizon, as if he could see the distant Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

Sure enough, the system notification sounded again the next moment: "It has been detected that Bodhi Patriarch has confirmed that Chen Xuanzang's cultivation has reached the late stage of Xuanxian. The Journey to the West plan can be officially launched. The host has triggered a new task - Task Seventeen: Intervene in the Jinghe Dragon King's bet incident."

Option 1: Stop the Jinghe Dragon King from betting with Yuan Shoucheng, reward: Fragment of the Time Law; Option 2: Help the Jinghe Dragon King win the bet, reward: Dragon Clan Secret Technique "Nine Dragons Suppressing the Sea"; Option 3: Modify the Jade Emperor's decree to bring rain, reward: Method to comprehend the Space Law.

Please select.

Jiang Wang said calmly, almost without hesitation, "Option three."

The method to comprehend the laws of space was far more tempting to him than any other reward.

Although the laws of time are profound, he already has some understanding of their principles, and the secret arts of the Dragon Clan are of little use to him. Only the laws of space can give him more initiative in the game of Journey to the West.

"The mission has been confirmed. Please enter the Jinghe Water Palace within three days and modify the Jade Emperor's decree to bring rain."

The system voice faded away, Jiang Wang's gaze sharpened, and with a light tap of his foot, he swept towards the surface of the Hongjiang River like a streak of light, disappearing into the river in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, in Jiangzhou City, the governor's mansion was in complete disarray.

Yin Kaishan was clad in golden armor, holding a long spear, with thousands of soldiers surrounding his mansion behind him.

In the hall, a middle-aged man with a sinister face was bound hand and foot and kneeling on the ground. He was Liu Hong, who had been impersonating Chen Zhengtao for many years.

Yin Wenjiao stood in front of the hall, her long sword still stained with blood, tears glistening in her eyes, a mixture of hatred and sorrow.

"Liu Hong, you killed my husband and seized my home. Today I will make you pay for this in blood!"

Yin Wenjiao's voice trembled as she pointed the sword tip directly at Liu Hong's brow.

Liu Hong sneered, his face showing disdain: "Yin Wenjiao, you are just an ordinary woman. If it weren't for the protection of the Hongjiang Dragon King, do you think you could do anything to me?"

"Chen Zhengtao's soul has long since departed; what use would it be for you to kill me?"

"shut up!"

A clear shout came from outside the hall. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young monk walking in slowly. He had delicate features, wore a kasaya, and had an extraordinary temperament. It was Chen Xuanzang.

His gaze was calm, yet it carried an invisible pressure that made Liu Hong's heart tremble.

"Xuanzang!"

Yin Wenjiao turned her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

She rushed forward, wanting to embrace him, but froze when she saw Chen Xuanzang's youthful face.

He himself was over seventy years old, with a full head of white hair, while the monk in front of him clearly looked just like he did fifty years ago.

"Mother, your unfilial son has caused you suffering."

"Chen Xuanzang said softly, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes."

He raised his hand and waved, and a golden light entered Yin Wenjiao's body, instantly improving her complexion and making her feel refreshed.

Outside the hall, another figure slowly walked in. The man was tall and handsome, and it was none other than Chen Zhengtao.

He was resurrected through the secret magic of the Dragon King of Hongjiang, and his appearance was restored to that of his youth.

Upon seeing his son-in-law, Yin Kaishan excitedly rushed forward: "Zhengtao, it really is you!"

"Father-in-law, Wen Jiao."

Chen Zhengtao's voice choked with emotion as his gaze swept over everyone in the hall, finally settling on Yin Wenjiao. "These years, you've suffered so much."

The family was reunited, and they wept with joy, but Liu Hong looked ashen-faced.

He struggled to speak, but Chen Xuanzang's gaze silenced him.

Chen Xuanzang said calmly, "Liu Hong, the Dragon King of Hongjiang already knows all your sins."

"Your life is over today, go down."

Before the words were finished, steam filled the air outside the hall, and a dragon's roar resounded through the sky.

Hongjiang Dragon King transformed into human form and stepped into the hall, saying in a deep voice: "Liu Hong, considering that you once helped my Water Palace cultivate, I will spare your life, but you can be spared the death penalty, but you cannot escape punishment."

"Guards, take him to the Water Palace dungeon, never to be reincarnated!"

Liu Hong was dragged away by the Dragon King's guards, leaving only the warmth of the family embracing and weeping inside the hall.

Chen Xuanzang's gaze softened as he whispered, "Father, Mother, I have achieved success in my cultivation and will protect you from now on."

Yin Wenjiao wiped away her tears and said in a trembling voice, "Xuanzang, now that you have become an immortal, your mother only hopes that you will be safe and happy."

Chen Zhengtao held his wife's hand and said gently, "Wenjiao, from now on, our family will never be separated again."

Seeing this, the Dragon King of Hongjiang nodded slightly and turned to Chen Xuanzang, saying, "Little Master, now that you have been born, the journey to the West should probably be put on the agenda."

"This humble Taoist priest cannot linger any longer; I must take my leave."

Having said that, he swayed and transformed into a streak of water, disappearing into the river.

Meanwhile, inside the Jinghe Water Palace, the lights were on full display, and the crystal palace was resplendent in gold.

Jinghe Dragon King Ao Lie sat on his throne, his brows furrowed, having just returned from Chang'an.

His bet with Yuan Shoucheng cast a shadow over his mind.

Yuan Shoucheng, that old Taoist priest, calculated everything flawlessly, and he even predicted the exact time and amount of rain tomorrow. Ao Lie knew something was wrong, but he was unwilling to admit defeat.

"Dragon King, the Jade Emperor's decree to bring rain has arrived!"

A shrimp soldier rushed in, holding a gleaming golden imperial edict.

Ao Lie took a look, and his face grew even more gloomy.

The imperial edict clearly stated: "At 3:45 AM tomorrow, the Jing River will receive 3 feet 3 inches and 48 drops of rain, exactly as Yuan Shoucheng had said."

"Damn it, does this Yuan Shoucheng really possess extraordinary abilities?"

Ao Lie gritted his teeth, his fingers gripping the imperial edict tightly, his imperial might subtly emanating from him, causing the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the hall to tremble in fear.

Just then, a clear laugh came from outside the Water Mansion: "Ao Lie, how dare you bet with the people of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion? Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed?"

Ao Lie suddenly looked up, and the water outside the hall parted, revealing a figure in a green robe walking slowly in—it was Jiang Wang.

He wore a smile and walked with ease, as if the River Palace were his own backyard.

Ao Lie's pupils contracted, and he said in a deep voice, "Jiang Wang!"
What brings you here?

Jiang Wang waved his hand and said lazily, "Don't be nervous. I was just passing by. I heard you got into trouble, so I came to see what was going on."

His gaze shifted to the imperial edict in Ao Lie's hand, and he said with a half-smile, "Tsk tsk, the Jade Emperor's decree to bring rain is written quite clearly."

Unfortunately, the points are wrong.

Ao Lie was taken aback, then snorted coldly, "Jiang Wang, don't talk nonsense."

This imperial edict was written by the Jade Emperor himself, and the count matches Yuan Shoucheng's description perfectly. How could it be wrong?

Jiang Wang chuckled and stepped forward slowly, his tone carrying an undeniable air of authority: "If I say it's wrong, then it's wrong."

"Give it to me, I'll revise it."

With a flick of his finger, the imperial edict flew out of Ao Lie's hand and landed steadily in Jiang Wang's palm.

Ao Lie was shocked and stood up, shouting, "Jiang Wang, how dare you alter the imperial edict?"

This is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family!

Without even raising his head, Jiang Wang's hand flashed with spiritual light, and the characters on the imperial edict began to twist and change.

He said slowly and deliberately, "Exterminate nine generations of their family?"

"Ao Lie, have you forgotten? I, Jiang Wang, don't have nine generations of your family to be exterminated."

He then changed the subject, writing "three feet three inches and forty-eight points".

It was changed to "three feet three inches and eighteen points".

The handwriting was flawless and perfectly natural. (End of Chapter)