[Journey to the West Spinoff] [No System] [Change Fate] [Fanfiction] [Romance]
On the third day after Zhu Jie’s soul transmigrates into Tianpeng’s body, he and Chang’e sleep together in the Hanging River Divine Palace.
Before the warmth of the immortal wine has faded, five cold realities pierce his dream like icicles:
First, his fate of being demoted to the mortal realm and turned into a pig in seventy-five years has long been written into the laws of Heaven.
Second, he has an immortal body but not a single memory or divine ability belonging to Tianpeng.
Third, Erlang Shen Yang Jian has been secretly in love with Chang’e for ten thousand years and now regards him as his sworn enemy.
Fourth, the stigma of being “a lecher and an obsessive peeping tom” has spread throughout the ranks of the immortals and is branded into his immortal bones.
Fifth, and most terrifying of all, the “mythology” he knows turns out to differ from the real world of the Journey to the West at every turn.
To change his fate, he grits his teeth and makes a plan:
First, he’ll tie red threads between himself and every fairy, changing his romantic destiny and weaving a protective network around himself.
Second, he’ll rewrite the course of his fate, avoid being born as a pig, and keep clear of the calamities of the Journey to the West.
But absurd reality is always one step ahead of him.
A fairy from the Jade Pool has already kicked open the palace doors with a sword in hand: “Peeping thief, how dare you deny it?”
The three-pointed, double-edged blade in Yang Jian’s hand lights up the heavens: “Tianpeng! How dare you… touch her?!”
Beneath Five Elements Mountain, a monkey’s paw reaches out desperately: “Brother! Take out the trash!”
Before the Great Leiyin Temple, the Tathagata’s golden form speaks in a thunderous whisper: “Tianpeng, why are you the only one… hesitating on the pilgrimage?”
Immortal maidens hunt him down from the front, while gods and Buddhas threaten his life from behind.
Trapped in this web of Heaven’s design, how can an ordinary soul tear open a path to survival?
