Mount Sumeru, the dungeon.
The four-man Journey to the West group had been tied up once again.
Golden Cicada, however, looked perfectly calm.
"Guys, haven't we taken things a little too far this time?"
"I told you ages ago-we couldn't run wild so brazenly! We should've at least reached the Quasi-Saint level first!"
Zhu Bajie wore a mournful expression, utterly miserable.
"Damn it, isn't everyone always talking about defying heaven?"
"If we obediently go to the Western Heaven for the scriptures and join the Western Teachings, what's the point of being Transmigrators?"
"If we don't defy heaven and kill a few Gods and Buddhas, we'd be letting our systems down!"
They certainly had defied heaven.
But these Transmigrators were nothing more than ordinary losers from Blue Star with mediocre aptitude.
Even with cheat abilities, without unwavering conviction and resilient character, they would ultimately amount to nothing!
As for the mastermind behind them, they probably hadn't expected these fools to be so poisoned by novels that they talked about defying heaven every single day.
They had drawn the attention of far too many big shots too early. Before they could even develop, they were about to kick the bucket!
Sun Wukong wasn't a Transmigrator, but cultivating the Covering Heaven Method had made him somewhat rebellious as well.
Besides, how many monkeys could ever behave themselves?
"Aren't all of you Transmigrators?"
"At a time like this, can't even one of you help?"
"I'm not afraid of joining the Western Teachings. Worst comes to worst, I'll run away later. But I can't swallow this insult!"
Hearing Sun Wukong say that, Sha Seng became the most indignant of all.
"Fuck this crappy system! Don't even bring it up!"
"It's stingy as hell with rewards, and which of those lousy missions it gives me can