Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong's fate-Chapter 75 - Sun Wukong I Want to Drink Meng Po’s Soup

75: Chapter 75 Sun Wukong: I Want to Drink Meng Po’s Soup

75 -75 Sun Wukong: I Want to Drink Meng Po’s Soup

Following Black and White Impermanence, Sun Wukong walked forward.

A moment later, a narrow path appeared before Wukong, sparsely populated with only a few ghostly shadows.

There was a bridge ahead.

“Once you cross the River of Forgetfulness, there’s no turning back!”

White Impermanence sighed.

Wukong paid no attention to White Impermanence’s words and looked ahead with an expression of interest on his face.

“So this is the River of Forgetfulness!”

In the River of Forgetfulness, countless ghosts wailed in agony, seemingly enduring endless suffering, yet unable to reach the shore.

“These souls are those who do not wish to forget the mortal world and refuse Meng Po’s Soup. freewebnøvel.coɱ

They must endure a thousand years of pain in the River of Forgetfulness before they can be reborn!”

White Impermanence slowly spoke.

“I see, let’s go!”

Wukong seemed indifferent.

Black and White Impermanence watched as Wukong hopped onto the bridge in high spirits; it was the first time they had seen any soul approach rebirth with such joy.

On the far side of the River of Forgetfulness, Other Shore Flowers bloomed, emitting a faint blue light, bidding farewell to the departing souls and welcoming the new, their beauty unmatched.

After crossing the River of Forgetfulness, there was a stone standing in the place, displaying various scenes whenever wandering ghosts passed by—this was the legendary Three-Life Stone.

Not far from the Three-Life Stone stood a platform, resembling an altar—the Homeland Viewing Terrace, where ghosts still attached to their past life could look upon their mortal relatives.

After passing the Homeland Viewing Terrace, it was Meng Po’s place to serve Meng Po’s Soup.

Meng Po looked just like an ordinary old woman, currently holding a bowl of tea, serving it to every passing ghost.

After drinking the soup, the ghosts would leap into the Six Paths of Reincarnation in a daze.

Legend had it that Meng Po was an aspect of Goddess Ping Xin.

And Goddess Ping Xin was indeed an emanation of Houtu, coalescing into the cycle of reincarnation.

Although no longer of the Shamanic Tribe, she had become one with the Underworld through a body of merit.

After serving a bowl of Meng Po’s Soup to a wandering ghost, Meng Po’s gaze swept over and caught sight of Sun Wukong approaching.

Her normally muddled eyes sparkled brilliantly for a moment, followed by a barely noticeable smile on her lips.

“Such a powerful Art of Transformation!”

However, she just glanced at him and then pretended as if nothing was out of the ordinary, continuing to serve Meng Po’s Soup to the wandering ghosts before her.

Wukong’s turn came quickly.

Wukong looked at the old woman, his face full of anticipation, while Black and White Impermanence’s hearts leaped to their throats.

If he drank it, it would be all over.

The Judge following them also became incredibly tense upon seeing this scene.

If Wukong drank Meng Po’s Soup, keeping his official position would be the least of his problems.

If Wukong really drank it, the Judge’s own life might be at stake.

At the same time, he hoped that Wukong would resist once he got here and go on to create havoc in the Underworld.

What they didn’t expect, however, was that when Wukong saw Meng Po pour him a bowl of her soup, he didn’t hesitate at all and immediately went to drink it.

Seeing this, the Judge couldn’t hold back any longer.

If he let Wukong drink the soup, what chance would he have to survive?

Instantly, the Judge darted in front of Meng Po, bowed respectfully, then snatched the bowl of Meng Po’s Soup from Wukong’s grip and placed it on a stone table nearby.

“What is the meaning of this, Judge?”

Sun Wukong frowned, it wasn’t easy to almost enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation, couldn’t they let him complete the process?

“Great King, I feel that your entry into Reincarnation needs to be discussed properly, let’s hold off on drinking Meng Po’s Soup for a moment!”

The Judge smiled bitterly and could only offer this non-reason as his reason.

He totally hadn’t expected Sun Wukong to be so audacious, unafraid even of Meng Po’s Soup.

Seeing the Judge appear, Black and White Impermanence could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

They weren’t very high-ranking officials in the Underworld to begin with, yet they unexpectedly had to get involved in this mess.

But at last, they were past this hurdle.

Black and White Impermanence relaxed, but Sun Wukong was not pleased.

He immediately frowned and said, “What’s the problem?

My lifespan is clearly recorded in the Book of Life and Death, and since it is decreed by Heaven, Old Sun must enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation!”

With that, Sun Wukong hurriedly picked up the bowl of Meng Po’s Soup.

Seeing Sun Wukong’s earnest expression, the Judge nearly cried.

What is this mess?

He quickly snatched the bowl of Meng Po’s Soup from Sun Wukong’s hand and said, “Don’t rush, Great King, there might indeed have been a mistake.

You are a Fortune Virtue Golden Immortal, and your lifespan should no longer be within the jurisdiction of the Book of Life and Death, there must be a problem!”

“Then bring out the Book of Life and Death concerning Old Sun, let me have a look.

If there is no doubt that Old Sun must die and enter Reincarnation, no one can change that!”

Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, the Judge smiled bitterly but could only produce the Book of Life and Death with a flash of light in his palm.

Then he flipped to Sun Wukong’s page.

It originally read, Sun Wukong of Dongsheng Divine Continent, Ao Lai Country, Mount Huaguo of the Demon Race, naturally born Stone Monkey, with a lifespan of three hundred and fifty-seven years.

Then the light swirled with Transformation, and in an instant, it changed to thirty-five thousand seven hundred years.

The Judge quickly showed it to Sun Wukong.

“Great King, look, you are a Fortune Virtue Golden Immortal, how could you only have three hundred years?

It seems we made a mistake!” the Judge said with a smile.

He didn’t care about any plans now; he just hoped Sun Wukong would leave quickly.

To avoid getting burned by the fire.

To let Sun Wukong leave would at most be treating it as Sun Wukong’s abstinence from the game, but if Sun Wukong were to enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation, they would surely be doomed.

They naturally knew which was more critical.

Therefore, they didn’t hesitate to choose to let Sun Wukong leave.

“Thirty-five thousand seven hundred years?

Is that all the lifespan I have?”

Sun Wukong had wanted to use his clone to bring an end to this matter once and for all, and it certainly wasn’t for the sake of how much lifespan he had.

Speaking of lifespan issues now just to make him leave?

Sun Wukong’s golden pupils flashed as he said, “You’re saying there was a mistake now?

Old Sun has already come this far, and who knows if the Book of Life and Death in your hands is fake or not?”

Sun Wukong frowned, seriously looking at the Judge.

The Judge smiled bitterly, was it not easy for him to send Sun Wukong away now?

Sun Wukong still didn’t believe it?

Who would dare to fake the Book of Life and Death, he wouldn’t dare even if he had ten times the courage.

The Book of Life and Death was formed at the birth of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

How could there be a fake?

But now he was helpless and could only say, “Great King, everything this humble official says is true, if need be we can go to the Ten Yama Kings, they can all testify for this humble official!”

No matter what, the priority was to leave this place first to avoid Sun Wukong’s rash move into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

If that happened, it would truly be the end for him.