“So you mean to say… you are what we imagined? You’re not the Great Sage, Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong?” I asked, confused.

At my words, the monkey suddenly stood up, opened his eyes, and glanced at the three of us. A golden light actually flashed within his pupils.

Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze? I gasped in shock.

Looking at us, the monkey closed his eyes again, then plucked a hair from the back of his neck and blew it softly at his lips. The monkey hair flew out, and when it landed on the ground, it transformed into a peach tree laden with fruit.

We stared dumbfounded; this was worlds beyond any trick Liu Qian could pull off. The monkey then said, “I am the true Great Sage, Equal to Heaven.

I can do everything you know the Great Sage can do. However, I am not truly existent.

I only exist when you need me—for instance, when you are reading Journey to the West, I am truly here.” “I still don’t get it… what exactly does that mean? Are you real or fake?” Nobita asked.

The monkey sighed and replied, “I imagine this isn't your first time in a place like this? This haunted tower isn’t actually a real structure; rather, it is formed from a specific kind of Nian (thought/will).” I nodded.

“That’s right. We’ve also been to a temple before, which was also composed of Nian.” The monkey said, “Then that’s it.

Only in places that should be void can void-beings appear, such as myself. Although I possess the power to shatter heaven and earth, I can only exert it within a world constructed of Nian.

I cannot influence your normal human world.” I seemed to grasp something and said, “I think I understand what you mean.” The monkey looked at me and continued, “In truth, among the figures formed from Nian, I am relatively fortunate. Some figures, once created by people, are forgotten.

But because I am frequently remembered, I can maintain my form durably, and because my memory has never been interrupted, I possess a sense of self. Furthermore, over the years, I have become very familiar with your human society.” Nie Chuan seemed to understand too and asked, “But didn’t you just say you can only exist in the space of Nian?” The monkey replied, “Nian is ubiquitous, so I frequently appear in your world too, it’s just that you cannot see me.

No, perhaps it should be said that only a very small number of people can see me, especially those who create the Nian—they are most likely to see me.” Hearing this, a very interesting past event suddenly sprang to my mind. One day, I saw a post on Weibo where someone claimed that as a child, they had seen the Tang Monk and his disciples floating through the clouds, swearing emphatically that it was true.

What’s interesting is this: if you saw the Qianlong Emperor appearing in the Forbidden City, it might mean you saw a ghost or encountered some temporal anomaly. But the Tang Monk entourage were characters invented by novelists; they never existed in the real world, so people shouldn't encounter any spiritual or scientific phenomena resembling them.

Therefore, anyone claiming to have seen the Tang Monk entourage seems absurd and completely untrustworthy. Yet, when that Weibo post went up, it attracted numerous replies from netizens, each swearing they had seen it too.

This is truly fascinating. And among those occurrences, around the nineties, countless people witnessed clouds shaped like the Tang Monk entourage drifting across the sky for as long as ten minutes.

Some said children merely indulge their fantasies; they must have loved the Master and his disciples too much, leading to hallucinations. But is there not a possibility that your consciousness actually produced the image, meaning it manufactured matter?

And if someone’s Nian is particularly powerful, like the three of us, they can generate illusions visible to everyone. Those clouds in the nineties might have been unintentionally created by someone.

This vividly present Sun Wukong right before us was co-created by the three of us. And the demons and monsters on the floor below were actually created by us too.

That’s why Nobita saw the Bull Demon King wearing my face, and I saw Guanyin wearing my cousin’s face—because that was what we subconsciously anticipated. Thinking of it this way, everything makes much more sense.

The Sun Wukong saw that I had apparently understood completely and said, “This haunted tower was created by someone with extremely strong Nian. And there’s a strange rule here: any character you imagine with your Nian will become real, and absolutely visible.” “So you mean to say, you… are what we imagined?

You’re not the Great Sage, Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong?” I asked, confused. At my words, the monkey suddenly stood up, opened his eyes, and glanced at the three of us.

A golden light actually flashed within his pupils. Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze?

I gasped in shock. Looking at us, the monkey closed his eyes again, then plucked a hair from the back of his neck and blew it softly at his lips.

The monkey hair flew out, and when it landed on the ground, it transformed into a peach tree laden with fruit. We stared dumbfounded; this was worlds beyond any trick Liu Qian could pull off.

The monkey then said, “I am the true Great Sage, Equal to Heaven. I can do everything you know the Great Sage can do.

However, I am not truly existent. I only exist when you need me—for instance, when you are reading Journey to the West, I am truly here.” “I still don’t get it… what exactly does that mean?

Are you real or fake?” Nobita asked. The monkey sighed and replied, “I imagine this isn't your first time in a place like this?

This haunted tower isn’t actually a real structure; rather, it is formed from a specific kind of Nian (thought/will).” I nodded. “That’s right.

We’ve also been to a temple before, which was also composed of Nian.” The monkey said, “Then that’s it. Only in places that should be void can void-beings appear, such as myself.

Although I possess the power to shatter heaven and earth, I can only exert it within a world constructed of Nian. I cannot influence your normal human world.” I seemed to grasp something and said, “I think I understand what you mean.” The monkey looked at me and continued, “In truth, among the figures formed from Nian, I am relatively fortunate.

Some figures, once created by people, are forgotten. But because I am frequently remembered, I can maintain my form durably, and because my memory has never been interrupted, I possess a sense of self.

Furthermore, over the years, I have become very familiar with your human society.” Nie Chuan seemed to understand too and asked, “But didn’t you just say you can only exist in the space of Nian?” The monkey replied, “Nian is ubiquitous, so I frequently appear in your world too, it’s just that you cannot see me. No, perhaps it should be said that only a very small number of people can see me, especially those who create the Nian—they are most likely to see me.” Hearing this, a very interesting past event suddenly sprang to my mind.

One day, I saw a post on Weibo where someone claimed that as a child, they had seen the Tang Monk and his disciples floating through the clouds, swearing emphatically that it was true. What’s interesting is this: if you saw the Qianlong Emperor appearing in the Forbidden City, it might mean you saw a ghost or encountered some temporal anomaly.

But the Tang Monk entourage were characters invented by novelists; they never existed in the real world, so people shouldn't encounter any spiritual or scientific phenomena resembling them. Therefore, anyone claiming to have seen the Tang Monk entourage seems absurd and completely untrustworthy.

Yet, when that Weibo post went up, it attracted numerous replies from netizens, each swearing they had seen it too. This is truly fascinating.

And among those occurrences, around the nineties, countless people witnessed clouds shaped like the Tang Monk entourage drifting across the sky for as long as ten minutes. Some said children merely indulge their fantasies; they must have loved the Master and his disciples too much, leading to hallucinations.

But is there not a possibility that your consciousness actually produced the image, meaning it manufactured matter? And if someone’s Nian is particularly powerful, like the three of us, they can generate illusions visible to everyone.

Those clouds in the nineties might have been unintentionally created by someone. This vividly present Sun Wukong right before us was co-created by the three of us.

And the demons and monsters on the floor below were actually created by us too. That’s why Nobita saw the Bull Demon King wearing my face, and I saw Guanyin wearing my cousin’s face—because that was what we subconsciously anticipated.

Thinking of it this way, everything makes much more sense. The Sun Wukong saw that I had apparently understood completely and said, “This haunted tower was created by someone with extremely strong Nian.

And there’s a strange rule here: any character you imagine with your Nian will become real, and absolutely visible.” And the demons and monsters on the floor below were actually created by us too. That’s why Nobita saw the Bull Demon King wearing my face, and I saw Guanyin wearing my cousin’s face—because that was what we subconsciously anticipated.

Thinking of it this way, everything makes much more sense. The Sun Wukong saw that I had apparently understood completely and said, “This haunted tower was created by someone with extremely strong Nian.

And there’s a strange rule here: any character you imagine with your Nian will become real, and absolutely visible.” The Sun Wukong saw that I had apparently understood completely and said, “This haunted tower was created by someone with extremely strong Nian. And there’s a strange rule here: any character you imagine with your Nian will become real, and absolutely visible.”