As Chen Xu waved his palm backward, the sky’s glow spread like a celestial garnt casting its reflection upon him.
In the dense forest to the east, a particularly large black ape was hidden, none other than Black Wind Roar, a demon general of the Black Ape Clan.
In recent years, the Black Ape Clan’s overall strength had already surpassed the Gray Ape Clan. The only reason they hadn’t launched a full-scale war was due to the deep-rooted cards held by the Gray Ape King, which deterred the demons from acting rashly.
The Black Ape Clan continued to probe, pressing step by step, with assassinations and sabotage from all sides, gradually weakening the strength of the Gray Ape Clan.
Until now, both the Black Ape King and the Gray Ape King had engaged in battle, and both sides suffered severe injuries.
The Gray Ape Clan was forced to huddle near the Green Pool Ape Cave, with all the demons guarding the cave bitterly, especially the old demon like Curly Tail, who didn’t dare to leave the cave even a fraction.
Yet, the Black Ape Clan still had the strength to dispatch several generals to secretly monitor the Gray Ape Clan.
Just at this mont, upon discovering Chen Xu’s presence, the Black Ape demon general Black Wind Roar prepared to strike with brutal suddenness.
Black Wind Roar’s cultivation had similarly approached the Demon Core stage; its massive body even surpassed that of an ordinary adult male, capable of tearing tiger demons apart with sheer arm strength.
Not to ntion, it possessed a black wind demon technique with a potent dizziness effect.
When this demon wind howled, even the old Gray Ape nad Curly Tail, if encountered outside, wouldn’t escape a montary dizziness.
At that mont, atop the mountain, sand and stones flew.
Black Wind Roar sneered silently: "A bunch of stubborn foolish apes, all this nonsense about righteous cultivation, only to cultivate away all their Qi Blood.
This Human Race is said to possess exquisite healing dicine, so simply capture him instead. Once he’s caught and skinned alive, what treasures could he possibly have that wouldn’t be ours?
Yet they wanted to exchange it for Spirit Wine, hmph, the treasures on this Human are all mine, as is the Spirit Wine!"
The towering black ape held one hand behind its back and blew a "woo" on a horn it carried.
Watching as the black wind raged, even the twilight sky seed shrouded in black mist.
In the distance, Monkey Twelve and Monkey Seven who were rapidly leaping forward felt their hearts shatter.
Especially Monkey Twelve, whose spiritual intelligence had just begun to awaken; it was simple-minded and squealed in panic: "We’re not going to make it, squeak, squeak, squeak... Monkey Seven, that person is about to be killed by Black Wind Roar.
Black Wind Roar is killing, and stealing ahead of us, howl..."
Monkey Twelve’s tone was filled with despair.
Monkey Seven also spoke with a sense of sorrow: "And even if we could catch up, what of it? We’re no match for Black Wind Roar. Outside the Green Pool, even Uncle Curly Tail mightn’t be able to defeat Black Wind Roar..."
Before the words fell, they suddenly heard the wind shift.
The black wind that was overwhelming, truly seed like a dark cloud blocking the sky, as if torrential rain were moving mountains.
Distantly, it seed there was a cold laugh from the Black Ape demon general: "Human Race... ah!"
The cold laughter had yet to fade, when within the boundless black clouds, Black Wind Roar’s thunderous wail erged.
The howling black wind, at that very mont, seed to reverse course, surging back with thundering force.
What kind of fierce storm was this?
It resembled ocean waves surging wildly, or perhaps it was like a typhoon whirlwind, as if the sky had suddenly sprung a leak.
In an instant, the dense forest bowed, and the mountains lanted.
Rumble, bang, bang, bang!
The trees of the entire world seed to fall at that mont.
Caught in the reverse wind, Black Wind Roar appeared as a drifting duckweed, a leaf caught in raging waves, or perhaps a mote of dust swept within a hurricane.
Its massive body was swept up and rolled about in the wind, colliding one after another with the toppled giant trees.
Its demonic power spewed from its mouth, Qi Blood surged throughout its limbs and body, struggling to perform a gravity technique to stabilize itself.
It also wanted to blow the horn in its hand again, to command and control the surrounding black wind...
But no matter how hard it tried, every effort was in vain.
It possessed a body full of demonic arts, yet now could deploy none.
Only the raging wind beat against it, and even the Essence Blood Refinent technique it prided itself on felt hollow and void.
Black Wind Roar first let out a subconscious scream, dazed by the blows, unable to comprehend what had befallen it.
By the ti it realized it had kicked iron, it found itself surrounded by black wind on all sides.
The storm buffeted it, causing it to tumble endlessly within the mountains and forests, knocking down tree after tree.
Bang, bang, bang!
Sharp branches pierced its limbs and body, the hurricane ripped across its muscles and bones, instantly slicing off chunks of flesh and blood.
Drenched in blood, it finally understood how insignificant it was at that mont.
This storm clearly resembled the black wind it had once wielded, yet it seed to stretch on with no end in sight.
Such infinite despair and terror.
Black Wind Roar finally broke down, shouting: "Spare ! I beg the high one to spare , plead with the immortal to show rcy... I am the demon general of the Black Ape Clan, if the immortal can spare , I am willing to offer my treasured collections over the years..."
It wailed, but no one responded.
Only the boundless black wind remained, like a massive at grinder accompanying it.
Within this black wind, each mont it lingered, its limbs and muscles fell prey to the winds’ cutting blades beyond asure.
Black Wind Roar’s pleas went unanswered, and it shouted louder: "Spare , chief, I know there’s a rare Spirit Wine hidden in these woods, drinking it can prolong life.
The highest grade, the Millennium Spirit Wine, can extend lifespan by at least thirty to fifty years even for a true cultivator of the Human Race!
If you spare , I will certainly lead you to find the Millennium Spirit Wine... ah!"
Bam!
Black Wind Roar’s shout wasn’t finished before a massive tree ca face-to-face.
It slamd into Black Wind Roar’s chest, sending it crashing to the ground, making it feel as if all its internal organs had been crushed out.
Black Wind Roar spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in pain but felt he had grasped an opportunity. He quickly embraced a large tree beside him to prevent being blown into the sky again by the black wind.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he hugged it, all he heard was the wind roaring past—
Boom!
The tree, thick enough that five people might join hands around it, was actually uprooted by the wind.
Black Wind Roar involuntarily flew into the air with the tree and then was smashed onto the ground along with it by the wind.
"Ah!"
Black Wind Roar could not stop screaming. At that mont, the overwhelming fear made it feel deeply that he would be crushed into pulp.
"Ah ah ah—"
Unable to bear it any longer, he shouted with all his might.
"I was wrong, the little demon was wrong, please spare , senior!
The little demon is willing to give up everything. My tribe also has a treasure that can refine the world’s chaotic Qi... Spare , I am willing to offer this treasure, boohoo, waa waa waa..."
The proud demon general was crying with snot and tears, more miserable than the most bullied low-level little demon.
Boom—
The fierce wind seed to continue.
Black Wind Roar only felt himself pressed hard beneath the tree, limbs in severe pain, yet his internal organs seed to have lost all feeling.
Especially his five senses; he felt as though they had all vanished at that mont.
Was he dead?
If not, why couldn’t he feel anything but pain?
No, it wasn’t right. There seed to be so strange yet familiar sounds coming from afar.
It was a sound dumbfounded yet utterly noisy: "Ah, revered ancestor above, why does this Black Wind Roar look like he’s beco foolish, jumping up and down here?
Why is he lying on the ground?"
"Monkey Seven, quickly, look! Black Wind Roar is bleeding from all seven orifices. How did he end up hitting himself and even crying?"
"Monkey Seven, don’t just stand there. This is the person, I told you about, yes, the human master.
He’s so powerful, how did he do it?
He barely moved, and Black Wind Roar just lay down by himself."
"Monkey Seven, look, the master is smiling at us... squeak squeak squeak!"
Finally, Monkey Seven found his voice in Monkey Twelve’s noise after a long daze.
"Monk-Monkey... Ah, of the Grey Monkey Tribe, Monkey Seven, Monkey Twelve, greets the senior master."
Monkey Seven hurriedly posed as polite and composed, imitating the scholarly humans he had seen, clasping both hands and bowing to Chen Xu, who sat cross-legged ahead.
The two little monkeys, mustering all their strength, dashed over quickly, yet couldn’t have expected.
After passing through the dense forest and reaching the place where the demon wind rose, they only saw black wind turning like light smoke—
The man sitting on the mountain peak barely swatted his hand like shooing away mosquitoes.
The howling black wind dissipated on its own.
And the one casting the demon spell, Black Wind Roar, tumbled out of the forest himself, rolling on the ground, then made a series of frantic gestures.
Indeed, the endless whirling cyclone in Black Wind Roar’s perception did not actually exist.
Or rather, this cyclone did not truly not exist but only existed within Black Wind Roar’s senses.
Monkey Seven and Monkey Twelve, who were outside the range of the secret technique, couldn’t sense its intricacies and only felt Black Wind Roar seed insane, continuously beating and injuring himself.
Until bleeding from all seven orifices, lying down on the ground, losing his voice.
This was another marvelous application of "Flowers Are Not Flowers, Mist Not Mist" combined with Wind Summoning Skill.
Chen Xu was performing it for the first ti.
The more he practiced his cultivation recently, the more he felt the infinite wonders of "Flowers Are Not Flowers."
Especially in its practical application, this Literary Dao secret technique, evolved and grown from poetry, was naturally ever-changing.
Also, thanks to the spread of "Great Li’s Splendor Record," Chen Xu’s Literary Qi continued to rise, and the evolution of "Flowers Are Not Flowers" also benefited simultaneously.
When he suppressed Black Wind Roar to the extre, the Food Cauldron Celestial Book also provided a prompt:
[You processed the evil path demon monkey, making it yield, reaching an eight-tenths success, and obtained a piece of spiritual material, Refined Demon Bean.]
[Unlocked new type of spiritual material, Fireworks Value 500.]
[Refined Demon Bean: Add various attribute auxiliary materials, can stir-fry into Five-Elent Demon Beans, creating puppet demon soldiers, disguising as humans, accompanying side, following orders.]
Oh, what a Refined Demon Bean!
After the Mud Ball Daoist Soldier, a second type of Daoist Soldier appeared.
And compared to the ghostly illusion of Mud Ball Daoist Soldier, this puppet demon soldier could actually disguise as a human.
Chen Xu did not expect that subduing a Black Wind Roar could bring such a harvest.
He sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, while a small hedgehog snored lightly on a stone beside him.
The two little monkeys stood opposite, trembling yet respectful.
Revering Chen Xu as if he were a deity.
Chen Xu did not think his cultivation was exceptionally profound, for the world was still full of more powerful beings.
But compared to before, he indeed seed much stronger.
Monkey Seven composed himself and finally spoke of the primary reason for coming: "Senior, my little demon tribe possesses a spirit wine nad Hundred Delights Brew. I co here to exchange the Hundred Delights Brew with you for healing spiritual dicine."
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