[Investiture of the Gods] I Became a Saint With 100 Kilograms of Supplies

If you could bring up to 100 kg of items with you when you transmigrate back to the time of the Investiture of the Gods war, what would you bring?

In my first life, I brought my Oppo phone, which I always carried with me. The battery died, and I died in the pit of venomous snakes, devoured by countless serpents.

In my second life, I presented King Zhou and Daji with a specially made ornamental crystal ball. It brought me wealth and glory, but Daji killed me while out hunting for food at night.

At last, I understood that only one's own power is truly real. So in my third life, I sought out renowned teachers, cultivated divine abilities, refined spiritual treasures, and pursued eternal life, until I became a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, impervious to all calamities and standing at the pinnacle of the world!

The heroine is lively and unconventional, with a head full of novel ideas. She is always resilient in the face of hardship and has endless patience. Ambitious and devoted to her career, she's also stubbornly determined, yet possesses a warm and humane side.

The supporting characters are hilarious and always clowning around, delivering countless memorable, laugh-out-loud moments. Beneath the lighthearted atmosphere, though, lie tragic pasts and the burning passion of people striving for their dreams.

Click into this story, and a vast, fantastical, wondrous mythological world will slowly unfold before your eyes. Its vivid descriptions will make you feel as if you're right there.

This isn't purely fanfiction based on Investiture of the Gods. Many of the story's elements are adapted from Classic of Mountains and Seas, Records of Lost Things, Classic of Strange Gods, Miscellaneous Morsels from Youyang, and What the Master Does Not Speak Of, as well as Ming and Qing supernatural fiction, strange tales and records from various dynasties, and Buddhist and Daoist texts. If you see a note from the author at the end of a chapter mentioning the source of an idea, don't worry. It's simply because, in response to Jinjiang's encouragement of original works, the author has chosen to cite the sources of elements drawn from classical texts. You can skip those notes if they interrupt your reading.

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[Journey to the West] One Hundred Days After the Great Sage Left

Ever since that one word, "Get out," after the three fights with the White Bone Demon at White Tiger Ridge, Master drove Great Sage Sun Wukong back to Flower-Fruit Mountain, and the pilgrimage party's life became a complete mess.

Day One:

Master Tang clutched his stomach and curled up by the roadside, groaning softly. He was throwing up and had diarrhea. Colorful wild fruits were scattered all over the Purple Gold Alms Bowl.

"Second Brother, I asked you to find something to eat. How could you fail at even that?"

Day Two:

The pilgrims woke up in a pile of desolate graves below White Tiger Ridge, dead grass from the graves caught in their hair.

"The family we stayed with yesterday was..."

"And the food we ate..."

The three of them stared at one another, their faces deathly pale.

Day Three:

"This is the doctor you found for Master?"

Seeing the shamaness putting on a show in front of him, Brother Sha was furious.

Day N...

Bajie wept at the moon. Bruises were faintly visible beneath his sleeves. Beside him lay the White Dragon Horse, soaked through and sprawled on its side. It looked badly injured.

"Great Sage, we know we were wrong!"

Without their Great Sage, they couldn't get through even one day!

Meanwhile, deep in Flower-Fruit Mountain in Aolai Country, East Sea, the place was bustling with noise.

Legend has it that the mountain's master was the Great Sage among demons who once stirred up the Three Realms and wreaked havoc in Heaven. Now he has gone to the underworld and visited the Dragon Palace. Here, he raises the demon banners once more, gathers all manner of monsters, and makes a comeback.

Behold him:

A phoenix-winged purple-gold crown upon his head, a golden chain-mail armor over his shoulders,

Lotus-Root Silk Cloud-Treading Boots on his feet, and a Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand.

It is none other than Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Handsome Monkey King Sun Wukong, before whom the four seas and countless mountains bow, and whose name has been erased from the rolls of the Nine Netherworlds and ten classes of beings!

Amid the ceaseless flattery of the assembled demons, the Great Sage suddenly looks up toward the Western Ox Continent. The corner of his mouth lifts, half smiling, half not.

"What did you just say? The wind was too strong. I couldn't hear you..."

Question: How do you make up with a Great Sage who's thrown a fit? Asking online, urgent!

Theme: Attain immortality and command your own fate