Chapter 333: The Demon Ape’s Challenge
Above the Moon-in-Water Dwelling, moonlight draped down like gauze.
Chen Beiwu’s eyes shifted slightly as he rode Golden Egg downward, for a figure was standing outside the cave residence.
The visitor’s black hair cascaded like a waterfall. She wore a plain white cross-collared ruqun, her gaze calm—utterly different from the valiant female cultivator in Chen Beiwu’s mory. It was Yu Pan, who had only recently been released from prison.
“Greetings, Dao Child.” Yu Pan stepped forward and bowed.
“What brings you here?”
Chen Beiwu’s gaze swept over her before settling on the unusually majestic bird perched upon her shoulder.
Twenty years had passed. The treasure beast cub that once displayed little divine might and resembled a gray-feathered hawk had now begun to show traces of authority.
Only the vertical gray line on its forehead remained tightly shut, as though sowhat underdeveloped.
“Boom!”
Golden Egg instinctively lifted its head, its three pairs of vertical pupils instantly locking onto the Heaven-Eye Blackhawk.
So it was that short-sighted Blackhawk from back then.
Twenty years had passed, yet its cultivation years had not improved at all.
Iron Egg raised his head, glancing at Golden Egg with surprise.
Strange. Though Golden Egg liked to show off, it would not unleash flood dragon pressure without reason.
“Na.”
The Five Qi Vine yawned boredly.
Yu Pan’s figure was slender, her clothes simple. There was not a trace of precious herb aura on her. Most likely another cultivator hoping to take Chen Beiwu as her master.
“Li.”
Sensing Golden Egg’s terrifying pressure, the Heaven-Eye Blackhawk stepped back, pressing tightly against Yu Pan, its eyes uneasy.
“It’s fine.”
Yu Pan soothed Xiao Hui, then looked at Chen Beiwu with a stiff smile. “Dao Child once said you were very interested in the hawk I raised…”
“Li?”
At those words, the Heaven-Eye Blackhawk’s feathers bristled as it stared at Yu Pan in disbelief.
“A gentleman does not seize what others cherish. There is no need.”
Chen Beiwu shook his head slightly and walked straight toward the cave residence.
Back then, when his cultivation was shallow, a Third-Tier Treasure Beast cub with hopes of becoming a Heavenly-Gang Mystic Beast was undoubtedly priceless.
But now, to Chen Beiwu, a Heaven-Eye Blackhawk that had yet to break free of its bloodline shackles was far from a good contract choice.
Golden Egg nodded in satisfaction.
Exactly!
Only he, Golden Egg, was Chen Beiwu’s most trusted loyal minister.
A treasure beast of unclear origin and already devoted to another had no place under his command.
Hearing this, Iron Egg lifted his head and seriously examined the Heaven-Eye Blackhawk.
Its bloodline was decent, just sowhat lacking in strength.
But his opinion did not matter. The master’s opinion did.
If the master said no, then no it was.
“Na?”
The Five Qi Vine turned its head, its gaze shifting between Yu Pan and the Heaven-Eye Blackhawk. Then it patted Chen Beiwu’s cheek with its small hand.
‘What are you thinking? How could that be!’ Chen Beiwu transmitted with divine sense.
He would have to be insane to give the Five Qi Vine to another cultivator.
The Five Qi Vine visibly relaxed.
Cultivators of the Southern Wastes could betray even partners who had shared hardship. It did not want Chen Beiwu to pick up such a bad habit.
‘Rejected?’
Yu Pan stood frozen in place, her mind blank.
To preserve both her life and the Heaven-Eye Blackhawk’s, she had chosen to be sensible and personally deliver her long-ti companion to his door.
But judging from the Dao Child’s reaction, had she misunderstood? Or had she missed her chance?
At that thought, a trace of regret surged in her heart.
If she had agreed to the Dao Child’s request back then, would her current circumstances have changed?
Xiao Hui might have beco a Third-Tier Golden Core Beast Creature, and she herself might have replaced Shu You as the public steward of the Beast Taming Lineage, with hopes of reaching Golden Core.
……
anwhile, inside the cave residence.
“Na?” (Do you know each other?)
The Five Qi Vine leaned toward Golden Egg and whispered.
“It probably doesn’t recognize anymore.”
Golden Egg smiled calmly, pride faintly hidden in his tone.
From a plump Golden Scale to a domineering Three-Phase Mystic Flood Dragon—this was not sha, but the path he and Chen Beiwu had walked. There was no need to hide it.
Ignoring the beasts’ idle chatter, Chen Beiwu sat cross-legged on a cushion and activated the Nine-Breath Chaos Divine Ability.
“Buzz!”
Whether it was illusion or not, after gaining the augntation of the Heavenly Fate Purple Dragon Fate Status, his efficiency in accumulating fate through divine ability had multiplied severalfold.
Soon, as more fate was drawn in, the three strands of golden fate accumulated over fourteen years within the Chaos World gradually fused into a single strand of great fortune.
Chen Beiwu opened his eyes, satisfaction flickering within.
Though it was not the Crimson Fortune Dragon he had anticipated, forming a single strand of great fortune was acceptable.
After all, it was a Fourth-Tier True Monarch-level fate.
Whether used to trigger a fortuitous encounter or reinforced upon Iron Egg through the Art of Gathering Fate to ensure the stability and safety of his subsequent bloodline evolution, it was an excellent choice.
After so thought, Chen Beiwu decided not to use it yet.
With the Heavenly Fate Purple Dragon Fate Status suppressing fate, he could continue refining it with divine ability, raising its quality until Iron Egg was ready for bloodline evolution.
“Na?” (Test what?)
The Five Qi Vine t Chen Beiwu’s gaze, curiosity in its eyes.
The ridian-opening ceremony had long passed. It was ti to uncover the secret Chen Beiwu had previously ntioned.
“Don’t rush. I’ll take you sowhere.”
As his voice fell, Chen Beiwu activated the Gate of Ten Directions.
……
Tianyan True Realm.
Within the Jade-Embellished dicine Beds.
One man and three beasts appeared.
“Na!”
The Five Qi Vine’s eyes shone brightly as it stared at the Myriad-Phase Mysterious Grass not far away—its leaves jade-like, encircled by a halo of spiritual energy.
A Fourth-Tier Mysterious Herb!
And one never discovered in the Yuqing Mountain Range.
“Na?”
Turning around, the Five Qi Vine grasped Chen Beiwu’s hand, blinking as it acted coquettishly.
‘The Myriad-Phase Mysterious Grass disperses upon touch and vanishes upon harvest. It cannot be preserved.’ Chen Beiwu shook his head.
“Na!” (I can!)
The Five Qi Vine puffed out its chest.
It might not know formations, but it excelled in cultivating spiritual plants.
What ordinary spiritual planters could not accomplish, it could.
“Na.” (Planted in the Five Qi Forest, it can grow in years and strengthen its dicinal power.)
Seeing Chen Beiwu’s expression unchanged, the Five Qi Vine swallowed and revealed its secret.
“Forget the years. How much dicinal power can you enhance?” Chen Beiwu asked with interest.
“Na.”
The Five Qi Vine held up ten fingers, indicating that in ten years, it could increase the dicinal potency of the Myriad-Phase Mysterious Grass by fifty percent.
“Ten years is too long. How about increasing it by twenty percent in one year?” Chen Beiwu bargained.
The Five Qi Vine hesitated.
“If not, forget it.” Chen Beiwu shook his head regretfully.
“Na!” (Deal!)
The Five Qi Vine hurriedly agreed.
“Then it’s yours.” Chen Beiwu smiled.
The Heavenly-Gang Dharma Aspect was the hallmark profound ability of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
Only exceptionally gifted Golden Core prodigies fortunate enough to consu Myriad-Phase Mysterious Grass could transform their Undying Dharma Body into a Heavenly-Gang Dharma Aspect at the Golden Core Perfection realm.
Although Chen Beiwu had successfully comprehended the Myriad-Forms Chapter of the Tianyi Beiming Myriad-Forms Dao Record, he had no intention of forging a Dharma Aspect at Peak of Golden Core.
The so-called one year was rely playful teasing.
To advance from Peak of Golden Core to Golden Core Perfection, he would need at least several decades to temper his Golden Core.
“Step.”
“Step.”
“Step.”
Just as the Myriad-Phase Mysterious Grass was planted into the Five Qi Forest, the Five Qi Vine suddenly heard footsteps.
It looked up sharply.
At the center of the great hall, a pitch-black figure walked through the air.
Only half a zhang tall, its body was wrapped in countless dark-gold chains. A shattered Buddhist mask covered its face, revealing deep-set crimson eyes that radiated an aura like both god and demon.
“Na.” (Careful!)
The Five Qi Vine’s fur stood on end as it stared at the Battle Demon Ape.
We will die.
We will definitely die!
Its body trembled, keenly sensing the imnse disparity.
At that mont, a hand descended and gently patted its head.
“It’s fine.”
After reassuring it, Chen Beiwu looked at the Battle Demon Ape.
Each ti he saw it, his feelings differed.
During Foundation Establishnt, its aura had felt godlike and demonic, invincible.
Now, having forged the Yuanshi Golden Core, his divine sense and perception of heaven and earth had reached new heights.
Yet even so, he could not clearly discern the gap between them—only vaguely perceive the boundless, surging vitality within the Battle Demon Ape, like a firefly gazing at the Great Sun.
‘So this is the weight of a Fortune-Origin Beast!’
Chen Beiwu’s Spirit Platform rippled faintly.
He had thought forging the Yuanshi Golden Core would allow him to subdue the Battle Demon Ape and inherit True Monarch Tianyan’s legacy.
Now he realized he had overestimated himself.
The Battle Demon Ape tilted its head, surprise flashing in its eyes.
Good heavens.
After only a dozen years, Chen Beiwu could bring it such a surprise.
Peak of Golden Core?
No. Not right.
The quality of his Golden Core True Qi was absurdly high—far above the First-Grade Golden Core forged by True Monarch Tianyan. It was likely the legendary Supre Golden Core.
Otherwise, it would not have stirred even a trace of battle intent within it.
Its cultivation years exceeded nine thousand. Just one step remained before entering Fifth-Tier Beast Sovereign. Even shackled, even with less than one percent of its strength, it could easily crush a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
“Fight?”
The Battle Demon Ape invited him directly.
“What counts as defeating you?”
Chen Beiwu asked calmly.
“Knock to the ground.”
Chen Beiwu’s brow twitched.
This requirent was outrageous.
Ranked third on the Immortal Alliance’s Fortune-Origin Beast list, even in ancient tis, few in the sa realm could knock it down.
Was this truly a test to choose an inheritor?
Or rely to show entrants what despair ant?
“Not here. We’ll change locations.”
The Battle Demon Ape left the hall.
“Na?”
The Five Qi Vine grabbed Chen Beiwu’s arm.
Was he mad?
Such a Fortune-Origin Beast was sothing it had only seen in the forbidden depths of the Yuqing Mountain Range.
“You’re afraid?”
Chen Beiwu asked in surprise.
“Na.”
It nodded vigorously.
“I’ll go.”
Golden Egg’s eyes burned with battle intent.
After evolving into a Three-Phase Mystic Flood Dragon, all opponents had been trivial.
But from the Battle Demon Ape, he still felt an overwhelming pressure.
“Woof.”
Iron Egg growled, choosing to fight.
Last ti, he and Golden Egg had been utterly defeated.
This ti, he wanted to see whether he could last two more moves.
“If you don’t want to fight, you can watch.”
Chen Beiwu smiled gently.
Before the Battle Demon Ape, numbers ant nothing.
Yes.
Even after sensing its terror, Chen Beiwu had not abandoned the desire to win.
……
Under a blazing sun and raging sands, Chen Beiwu stood in the air, facing the Battle Demon Ape from afar.
“Woof.”
Iron Egg roared and activated his innate divine ability, transforming into an invisible fla.
The Battle Demon Ape raised its right hand.
“Buzz!”
Space froze instantly.
Iron Egg’s figure halted midair.
A casual hand strike descended.
“Boom!”
Iron Egg shot down like a teor, crashing into the sands.
“Na.” (I knew it.)
The Five Qi Vine covered its eyes.
But the sand mound shifted. Iron Egg’s head erged, unhard.
“Wait a mont.”
The Battle Demon Ape clapped its hands.
The dark-gold chains tightened, ancient runes blazing.
Its aura plumted rapidly, stabilizing at Golden Core Perfection—the sa realm as Golden Egg and the others.
Chen Beiwu’s eyes lit up.
“Begin.”
The Battle Demon Ape rolled its neck.
Battle was its instinct. Its purpose.
Especially an evenly matched life-and-death struggle.
Only by suppressing itself could this battle hold aning.
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