Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 515: Returning to The Borderlands (First Update!)

Chapter 515 -515: Returning to The Borderlands (First Update!)

The Borderlands?

Wukong was stunned. That place?

“Master, isn’t the Borderlands the place where the Three Realms originated and expanded? Isn’t the spiritual energy of heaven and earth there mixed and muddled, how could it be useful in enhancing one’s cultivation?”

Wukong had a vivid memory of the Borderlands. He had obtained his Ruyi Silver-Hooped Rod and the Chaos Divine Pearl there, and it was also there that he had met Luo Bai. Sometimes Wukong wondered, if he had never gone to the Borderlands, what would have become of Luo Bai?

In his previous life, he had not heard of the character Luo Bai, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal. Logically, he should have been a disciple of the Leader of Tongtian, and there was no reason for him not to be well-known.

Perhaps, in his previous life, Luo Bai was directly trapped and died in the Borderlands, never managing to leave, which was why he remained obscure.

In fact, Wukong’s guess was not wrong. In his previous life, Luo Bai indeed died trapped in the Borderlands, or rather, his physical body did.

In his previous life, Wukong had not gone to the Borderlands, and Luo Bai was ultimately unable to leave. As he faced imminent death and disappearance, Luo Bai activated the Sword Primordial Disassembly Technique. He sent out the Sword Heart and the Soul’s True Spirit he had condensed, out of the Borderlands, into the reincarnation passage to undergo reincarnation.

The famed poet, the Sword Immortal Li Bai, was the reincarnation of Luo Bai. However, in this life, there probably wouldn’t be a Li Bai born, because Luo Bai hadn’t died at all, so how could there be a reincarnation?

Of course, Wukong was unaware that during his previous scripture-seeking journey in the Western Heaven, Luo Bai was still in the reincarnation passage!

“The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Borderlands is indeed mixed and muddled, but it makes no difference to you, Wukong. You have the Chaotic Divine Body, and the Chaos Primordial Force within you can assimilate all energies. Is there any energy complex enough that you cannot handle?”

The Puti Patriarch laughed.

“It seems that really is the case!”

Wukong was taken aback. The words of Puti Patriarch made sense. While other people would be restricted and hindered in the Borderlands, he would move through it like a fish in water without any impediment.

The Puti Patriarch continued, “The Borderlands is the birthplace of the Three Realms. After Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor reopened the heavens and earth, sensing that the Three Realms were flawed compared to the Ancient Primeval times, he left a portion of the Power of Creation from the Creation Jade Disc in the Borderlands. He allowed the Borderlands to continuously evolve and develop new worlds to join the Three Realms, thereby constantly replenishing and expanding the Three Realms. This very Power of Creation also grants the Borderlands the ability to nurture various magical treasures, something you, Wukong, should be well aware of!”

“Mm, indeed so!”

Wukong nodded. The treasures of the Borderlands, he figured, were indeed nurtured by the Power of Creation, whether it was the Ruyi Silver-Hooped Rod and the Chaos Divine Pearl he obtained when he first left Three-Star Cave Heaven for the Borderlands, or the second Chaos Divine Pearl he obtained later from the other side of the spacetime black hole on the Ascend to Heaven Platform in the Heavenly Court—both proved this point.

“Alright, I’ll listen to Master. I will go to the Borderlands to cultivate, at the very least, I must slay the Three Corpses!”

The Borderlands continuously developed and birthed new spatial worlds of the Three Realms. This creative force was the best catalyst for Wukong, as it could help him more quickly comprehend deeper layers of the Great Dao Laws, greatly aiding him in slaying the Third Corpse—Corpse of Desire.

Having gathered the higher-ups of the Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon Cult, Wukong shared his intention to go to the Borderlands for cultivation with everyone.

“The Borderlands? Brother Monkey, why would you go to that haunted place?”

Luo Bai almost jumped up when he heard it. The Borderlands were his eternal shadow. Although he had obtained the Lifebound Divine Weapon, the Purple Lightning Blue Glint Sword, there with the help of Sun Wukong, had it been up to him, he would probably have been trapped until death without finding a single treasure, not to mention leaving the Borderlands and returning to the Three Realms!

“The boss has a Chaotic Divine Body. Going to the Borderlands for cultivation is indeed the best choice!”

A spark of understanding flashed in Leng Xuan’s eyes. Among the crowd, he was the first to grasp Sun Wukong’s intention. The Borderlands were a death sentence for anyone who went there to cultivate, but Sun Wukong was an exception. With the characteristics of a Chaotic Divine Body, there was no energy within the Three Realms that Sun Wukong could not absorb. The Borderlands were perfect!

“Hmm! That’s right, the boss isn’t afraid of the mixed energies of the Borderlands at all!”

As soon as Leng Xuan said this, everyone else came to realize it and nodded in agreement.

“Big brother, you just got back, why are you leaving again so soon?”

Little fox demon Sun Xiaoqing held onto Sun Wukong’s clothes with reluctance. Although she had become a Taoist companion with Leng Xuan, within Flower-Fruit Mountain, she was most attached to Sun Wukong. Having always been togetherbriefly and separated frequently, she was filled with worry upon hearing that Sun Wukong was going to cultivate in the notoriously dangerous Borderlands.

“Qing’er, be good! Big brother is going to cultivate. I need to become stronger to protect Qing’er and Flower-Fruit Mountain!”

Sun Wukong gently caressed the head of the little fox demon Sun Xiaoqing, who had grown into a graceful young woman. She was no longer the thin little girl of the past, but Sun Wukong’s affection for her had not diminished at all.

“Qing’er, the boss is going on an important mission. We should support him!”

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Leng Xuan frowned slightly and chided lightly.

“All right, all right, the little girl is just a bit emotional. It’s nothing serious!”

Sun Wukong indulgently waved his hand and comforted the little fox demon Sun Xiaoqing a few more times, finally calming her emotions.

After explaining things to Leng Xuan and the others, Sun Wukong asked Puti Patriarch to open the transport portal to the Borderlands. Although he had already achieved the status of a Slaying Two Corpses Quasi-Saint and was quite accomplished in the laws of space, his combat power was almost equal to that of the Heavenly Dao Saint, but to open a spatial gateway to the Borderlands from thin air was still somewhat beyond his abilities.

“Wukong, the Borderlands are full of dangers, not as simple as you imagine. You must be very careful in your cultivation there, and never be careless!”

“Yes, master, I will remember! Flower-Fruit Mountain, I leave it in your care!”

After respectfully saluting Puti Patriarch, Sun Wukong stepped into the spatial gateway.

As the spacetime shifted and clarity was restored, Sun Wukong felt his body suddenly sink, and he tumbled downward.

It was the unique flight restriction of the Borderlands!

Realizing this, Sun Wukong was not alarmed. He shifted his body in mid-air, activated his Chaos Primordial Force, and lightly landed on the ground, looking around in all directions.

The scene was the same as when he first arrived; there were no sun, moon, or stars, no division between day and night. Everything as far as the eye could see was empty. Last time, he had appeared in a grassland, but this time it was a vast desert.