Sacred Canon from the Celestial Dynasty

Days passed just like that, and Xian Yu finally found the last Black Iron Treasure Chest in a secluded alleyway.

However, he discovered to his dismay that he didn't have the money to open this Black Iron Treasure Chest.

Of the three chests that had spawned in the village, only one Bronze Treasure Chest remained, located inside the Hokage Building where he couldn't sneak in to retrieve it for the time being.

His current diamond balance was 14, and after spending 470 ryo to treat others to ramen, his original 3,000 ryo in banknotes had dwindled to 2,530 ryo.

It must be said that Ichiraku Ramen was truly priced with a conscience. A bowl of ramen was only 10 ryo. Adding pork bone broth was an extra 5 ryo, and adding Naruto swirls was another 2 ryo.

In other words, a top-tier bowl of pork bone ramen with Naruto swirls cost only 17 ryo.

Xian Yu hadn't neglected his training during this time, completing his daily training regimen at his home training ground every single day.

Yet, his progress remained noticeably stagnant.

On the other hand, he had finally figured out the strength of the Three-Tailed Fox, Bai Xiaoqi. By utilizing its innate ability, Charm Eyes—the same genjutsu that had once insta-killed Fahai—and going all out, its strength fell somewhere between an elite Chunin and a Special Jonin. For the current Xian Yu, this was quite a significant boost.

Unfortunately, the Charm Eyes ability was an innate trait of Bai Xiaoqi and not some ninjutsu or secret technique, meaning it couldn't be taught to Xian Yu. It was, without a doubt, a great pity.

At night, after finishing his training, Xian Yu took a refreshing bath and crawled into his warm bed.

As expected, you can't get stronger without spending money. Xian Yu felt extremely distressed, hating himself for being so poor.

This god-forsaken Treasure Chest System was a bottomless pit when it came to opening chests in the later stages; he really needed to find a way to make money.

Open a restaurant? His cooking skills were subpar...

Open a tavern? Sigh! He didn't know the process for distilling high-proof alcohol either.

"Wait!" Xian Yu suddenly sat up.

"That guy Jiraiya apparently only escaped poverty after becoming a massive hit writing Icha Icha Paradise!"

"But... is writing really that profitable in this world?"

"Hmm... in this world with such a strange tech tree, people's entertainment options do seem quite scarce. Should I give it a try?"

Thinking of this, Xian Yu lost all desire to sleep. He grabbed paper and a pen immediately.

Of course, he wouldn't stoop as low as Jiraiya to write smut like Icha Icha Paradise. Besides, his drawing skills could be described in one phrase.

That is, a person's greatest virtue is self-awareness.

Therefore, he couldn't create an original book with illustrations.

And so, through the overnight efforts of our young student Xian Yu, a version of Journey to the West infused with a heavy Naruto flavor was born.

In the ancient era, before heaven and earth were formed, a great deity named Kaguya was born within the chaos.

The great deity Kaguya used the SSS-rank divine technique [Amenominaka] to open up the heavens and the earth.

From then on, the clear energy rose to become heaven, and the turbid energy sank to become earth.

Seven types of energy began to emerge in the world: fire, wind, earth, water, lightning, yin, and yang.

Time passed like a fleeting gap, and in the blink of an eye, ten million years had gone by. Countless living beings began to be born between heaven and earth.

This first generation of beings not only possessed incredibly powerful physical bodies capable of moving mountains and filling seas, but they were also born with an innate understanding of various immensely powerful ninjutsu. With a mere wave of their hands, the ninjutsu they released could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

They called themselves Immortals.

Because the ninjutsu of the Immortals was simply too powerful—a single Fire Style jutsu could burn mountains and boil seas—it severely damaged the living environment of all other creatures.

The most powerful among these Immortals was named Six Paths. To prevent the world from being destroyed by the conflicts between other Immortals, he led all the Immortals to establish the Heavenly Court above the nine heavens and opened up the Immortal Realm. He then set down the Immortal Laws: Immortals were forbidden from descending to the mortal realm without permission, lest they disrupt the order of the mortal world.

From then on, the Immortal and mortal realms lived in peace.

Another ten million years passed, and on the peak of a mountain called Flower-Fruit Mountain, there sat a massive stone composed entirely of chakra.

It was nurtured by heaven and earth, having existed on the mountaintop for who knows how many years.

On a night filled with thunder and lightning, this massive chakra stone was shattered by a bolt of lightning!

A stone monkey leaped out from within...

By the time the plot had slowly progressed from the ignorant little monkey becoming the Monkey King to him heading out to sea to find Immortal Bodhi to apprentice under, the sky outside was beginning to brighten. Xian Yu rubbed his slightly sore shoulders.

Sigh, even copying the original, I wrote it so poorly. If this kind of text were taken to my previous life, it would definitely flop 〒▽〒

It seems I really have no talent.

But since leisure reading is so scarce in this world, it should still be able to sell, right?

Let the foolish natives of this world experience a classic from my great Middle Kingdom! Thinking of this, Xian Yu felt an irrepressible sense of smug satisfaction.

To be a flop in one world but an instant bestseller in another—how could he not feel good about that?

Once I earn my first pot of gold, I'll think of other ways to make money later.

Xian Yu put away the finished manuscript and the still-sleeping Bai Xiaoqi, tucking them close to his body. He planned to have Shinozaki Ayumi take the original manuscript to get a few copies printed and drop them off at the Konoha Bookstore to test the waters.

He finished washing up quickly and went downstairs.

"Oh! Young Master Yu, you're up so early today? Just wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon." Shinozaki Ayumi, who was also a ninja, had very keen hearing; she sensed the movement of footsteps on the stairs and spoke with a hint of surprise.

Living this life of being waited on hand and foot, Xian Yu felt more and more delighted.

"Hmm, I have a manuscript here. When you have a moment, take it and print a hundred copies, then find a bookstore to sell them on consignment."

This Humble One isn't doing much worse than Princess Tsunade; she has Shizune to wait on her, and this Humble One has a little ninja beauty serving him personally.

Ninja Academy.

"The Clone Technique creates a controllable illusory double, not a physical entity. It is essentially a holographic projection made of chakra; its essence is [Creation]." Instructor Shimura Yuichi was on the podium teaching the students the theoretical knowledge of the Three Basic Jutsu.

"Hey, hey! Xian Yu, did you go thieving last night? You've been slumped over your desk sleeping all morning." Jiraiya patted Shimura Xian Yu on the back from behind.

"Bastard, don't disturb me!" Being woken up while sleeping soundly, Xian Yu was a bit irritable. After grumbling, he checked that the book he was using as a shield was perfectly blocking the instructor's line of sight, then returned to his dreamland.

Murai Anju was a retired chunin. Having passed the age of fifty, Anju had personally participated in the Warring States period and the First Shinobi World War; being able to retire alive was, without a doubt, a sign of great fortune. A few years ago, he used his life savings to open the first bookstore in Konoha.

The bookstore was called Konoha Bookstore.

As more bookstores gradually opened in the village, business had been getting increasingly sluggish over the past two years.

After all, the books sold were mostly leisure reading, and most ninjas were highly disciplined; very few would waste their time on such things.

The market was small to begin with, relying on low-end volume, and now there were competitors stealing business. Murai Anju felt that life was truly becoming harder and harder!

With nothing to do today, he followed his usual habit of basking in the sun before heading to his own shop to see what new books had been stocked.

Those damn bastards always brought in old, tired themes, writing things that were completely uninteresting just to fill the shelves. He had to personally inspect the quality of the new arrivals!

"Little Setsuko, are there any new books today?" Murai Anju asked the employee watching the shop after entering.

Uehara Setsuko, a young girl of fifteen or sixteen at the front desk, smiled sweetly: "Manager Anju, you're here early today. Three new books were delivered, and they've already been placed in the usual spot."

Hearing this, old man Anju walked skillfully to the right side of a bookshelf and raised his eyes to see three books he had never seen before.

"Blue Heat Heaven?"

"Passion Heaven?"

Flipping through a few pages, old man Anju was suddenly enraged. "What kind of trash is this! Writers these days are so irresponsible. Setsuko, the two books I pulled out and put in the usual spot—send them back later! From now on, these two books are not allowed to appear in our store again, understand?"

"Understood, boss. I've noted it down." Uehara Setsuko's respectful voice came from the front desk.

"Eh? Journey to the West? What a strange title. I've never seen such a strange book title before." With a hint of curiosity, Anju opened this strange book.