Chapter 295: Hongjun's

Quiet.

Dead‑still quiet.

Sun Wukong stared blankly at the last sheet of paper.

He stared at the line of wildly unbridled, almost tearing apart the void, characters.

"To hell with Fixed Number!"

"I'm not playing anymore!"

"I'll just create a monkey and let it flip Heaven!"

"Defeat, also No Regret!"

Time seemed to freeze completely at this moment.

Sun Wukong's body remained motionless, as if turned into a stone statue.

His pupils relaxed.

All thoughts and emotions were emptied at this moment.

One second.

Two seconds.

Ten seconds.

Puff.

A very faint sound, like a bubble popping, spilled from his throat.

Immediately after.

"He..."

A low, suppressed giggle.

"Hehe..."

The laughter grew louder, and his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Haha... Hahaha..."

The laughter became louder and wilder!

In the end, it turned into an earth‑shattering laugh that reverberated through the entire Study, making billions of scrolls buzz, a thunderous, insane cackle!

"Hahahahahaha! Good! Good! What a go‑to‑hell Fixed Number!!"

"Hahaha! What a 'not playing'! What a defeat also No Regret!!"

Sun Wukong howled to the heavens, laughing so hard he rocked forward and backward, his whole body trembling!

Golden tears streamed uncontrollably down the corners of his eyes, pouring out wildly!

He laughed!

He finally laughed!

In this void Study that has borne billions of failures, filled with endless loneliness and sorrow,

He let out the most exhilarating, unrestrained, and heartbreaking laugh since arriving here!

This is his Master!

This is the Bodhi Patriarch who dares to face the heavens of gods and Buddhas alone, who dares to treat the Three Realms as a chessboard, who dares to teach him the Way of Variables!

What confusion?

What doubt?

What surrender?

At the final moment, the Master didn't choose any path at all!

He chose... to flip the table!

He grew weary of those so‑called "perfect" deductions.

He saw through the inevitable decay beneath those Fixed Numbers.

Thus, he made the most heretical, most Irrational, and most "Sun Wukong" decision!

He, Sun Wukong!

He is the most willful and decisive answer the Master chose after the final confusion and struggle!

He is not a failure!

He is not a test subject!

He is the Master's middle finger raised to this cold Universe!

"So that's how it is..."

"I, old Sun... so you, Master... were the final willfulness..."

Sun Wukong laughed wildly while wiping the tears from his face with the back of his hand.

At this moment, his Dao Heart was unprecedentedly clear!

Unprecedentedly resolute!

All the previous frustration, powerlessness, and confusion were smashed to pieces before the Master's domineering "not playing".

What is the meaning of resistance?

What is the price of Freedom?

To hell!

The Master has said, not playing! So why should I, old Sun, care about any of it!

Smash!

Just one word!

Smash Hongjun's old tangled turtle shell!

Smash his nonsensical "Order"!

Smash this cold Heavenly Dao!

This is the only mission that Master bestowed upon him!

This is the ultimate meaning of his existence on the Equal Heaven Path!

He is the extension of Master's will!

He is the very "No Regret" itself!

The maniacal laughter gradually ceased.

Sun Wukong slowly straightened his body, and the tears in his Fiery Golden Eyes had already dried.

In their place rose two blazing, almost solidified, golden flames!

His gaze returned to this boundless Study.

This is no longer a showcase of failures.

Here is the most precious… arsenal that Master left him!

Since Master chose Creation at the last moment to confront Hongjun.

Then, in this endless deduction, there must be a record of Hongjun's old tangled … weak points!

"Hongjun!"

Sun Wukong let out a low growl, his divine consciousness roared like a raging tide, instantly sweeping the entire Study!

He no longer bothered with the birth and death of those sword Dao universes and magic universes.

His goal is crystal clear!

He must locate every dossier related to "Hongjun", "Order", and "Heavenly Dao"!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thousands upon thousands of bookshelves violently trembled under his sweeping divine consciousness.

Countless jade slips, beast skins, and metal plates flew out of the shelves on their own, hovering in the air.

They surrounded Sun Wukong, forming a vast star river of knowledge and information!

Sun Wukong's Original Spirit transformed into myriad streams of light, simultaneously probing the countless dossiers!

Searching wildly!

Filtering wildly!

"【On the Absolute Stability of Heavenly Dao Order】… Nonsense! Break it for me!"

A jade slip shimmering with the brilliance of law exploded before him!

"【The Possibility of Living Beings' Continuance Under Order】… All rubbish!"

A beast skin covered with dense data instantly turned to ash!

Sun Wukong was like an irritable monarch, reviewing the memorials he found utterly unsatisfactory!

What he wants is not this praise-filled rubbish!

What he wants is a knife that can pierce Hongjun's heart with a single slash!

Time has lost its meaning here.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Sun Wukong's movements suddenly halted.

His gaze locked onto a remote corner of this information star river.

There, a few inconspicuous black stone slabs floated.

Compared with other dossiers, these slabs showed no energy fluctuations, just like ordinary roadside stones.

Yet Sun Wukong sensed from them an aura sharing Hongjun's origin, yet tinged with scrutiny and analysis.

He reached out with a gesture.

One of the slabs instantly flew into his palm.

The slab was icy to the touch, bearing only a few lines of ancient Dao script as commentary.

Sun Wukong's eyes scanned from the first line.

"Hongjun, my Senior Brother."

Seeing those words, Sun Wukong's pupils narrowed slightly.

This is… Master's own handwriting!

He restrained his excitement and continued reading downwards.

Soon, he found it!

In the center of the slab lay a line deeply etched by Master's fingertip!

The appraisal, like a sharp carving knife, instantly cut through all the fog in Sun Wukong's mind!

"Its way is supremely fair, therefore it is selfless."

"Its way is supremely pure, therefore it tolerates no impurity."

Sun Wukong's breathing halted.

He stared fixedly at those twelve characters, chewing them over and over in his mind!

Supreme fairness, thus selflessness…

Supreme purity, thus… no impurity!

A bolt of lightning boldly cleaved his Heavenly Spirit Cover!

He understood!

He finally understood!

Hahaha!

So that's how it is!

So that's how it is, huh!

Hongjun's old rag's greatness lies in the absolute purity of his Order Dao!

His Dao is like a top‑tier computer program!

A piece of low‑level code set with the highest priority!

In the eyes of this code, all things in the Universe have only two states!

"1", or "0"!

Those that conform to Order are "1", and can exist.

Those that defy Order are "0", and must be deleted!

Black, or white!

There is no third option!

His so‑called acceleration of the Universe's timeline, driving countless worlds toward heat death, was never an attack!

It was merely this cold program executing a 'clean up trash' command!

He thought Hongjun was invulnerable and unbreakable.

Now it seems that this is precisely Hongjun's old rag's most fatal weakness!

His system cannot recognize "gray" at all!

His program cannot handle a... existence that is neither fully obedient to "Order" nor fully belonging to "Chaos"!

What would happen if something that is neither "1" nor "0" is thrown into his system?

The system would deem... Error!

The system would fall into... infinite loop!

Eventually, the entire system would completely... collapse because of this unhandleable BUG!

"Hahaha..."

Sun Wukong couldn't help laughing again; this time, his laughter was filled with cold murderous intent and boundless arrogance!

The way to break the deadlock is found!

Yao's Illusory Dream Dao created an ark that Hongjun cannot 'locate'.

But that is ultimately just evasion!

It is a passive defense!

And now, old Sun is about to launch a proactive attack!

It is to plant a... virus directly into his system!

A super virus that he cannot identify nor delete, and will ultimately cause his entire Heavenly Dao Order to blue‑screen crash!

Sun Wukong suddenly lifted his head, his eyes burning with golden flames,

as if piercing this void, seeing Yao struggling outside, seeing the Order Purge Storm that sweeps everything!

After seeing the storm, he saw Hongjun's face, the one that thought victory was assured!

A supremely grim, supremely cruel curve lifted at the corner of his mouth.

"Old rag..."

"Don't you like playing with code?"

"Fine!"

"Old Sun... I'll write one for you with my own hands!"

"One you can never kill..."

"BUG!"