"The death of the dragon vein brings desolation. Within a hundred miles, there's no hope of survival. Even the Flowing Sands Kingdom, just dozens of miles away, faces annihilation."
"A calamity wiping out millions would usually incur heavenly retribution—lightning strikes at the guilty. But only a being like the Golden-Winged Roc can bear such karmic weight."
"A born anomaly, with a lineage rivaling Sun Wukong. As the Buddha's nephew, even Mount Ling must revere him as a guardian. No comparison there!"
With a sigh, King Yellow Wind considered his options. The Flowing Sands Kingdom had been a neighbor; perhaps he could offer a bit of aid within his power.
He entered the kingdom and sent prophetic dreams to the king, a minister, a scholar, a merchant, a farmer, and a beggar, urging them to flee and seek new lives elsewhere.
Having done what he could, he gripped his black iron spear and strode westward with a determined gaze.
Soon after he departed, a red-scaled python as thick as a barrel slithered out of the collapsed Hidden Dragon Cave.
From a distant peak, a giant striped tiger roared into the wind. Its back split open as it began to transform.
Although the dragon vein had died, the residual dragon qi was nourishing certain creatures, awakening their spiritual awareness and turning them into monsters.
Flowing Sands River.
Torrential waters surged, muddy waves roiling.
"Eight hundred miles of flowing sands, three thousand depths of weak water. Feathers float not, and reeds sink to the bottom."
At this time, the Curtain-Lifting General had not yet descended to become a river demon.
A ferry port operated by a demon king provided passage for demonfolk between two continents.
King Yellow Wind bartered a magical artifact sword for a spot on a ferry.
Crossing the Flowing Sands River brought him into Western Niu Hezhou, a land more untamed and barren than South Zhanbu Zhou, utterly devoid of human settlements.
Traveling by night and resting by day, King Yellow Wind cultivated under the moonlight each evening, absorbing lunar essence. During the day, he trekked through mountains and rivers.
Quenching his thirst with spring water and satiating his hunger by devouring flesh, he spent his free time practicing archery, spear techniques, and refining his artifacts.
His diligent efforts paid off:
Sharpshooting (White) upgraded to Elite Archer (Blue)!
Elite Archer (Blue): Your archery skills have reached a modest level of mastery.
Critical Strike (White) upgraded to Weak Point Exploit (Blue)!
Weak Point Exploit (Blue): You excel at identifying enemy weak points, delivering critical and potentially fatal damage when striking them.
Traveling at a leisurely pace, he covered about thirty to forty miles a day, reaching Ten Thousand Longevity Mountain after a month.
The towering peaks stretched into the heavens, majestic and awe-inspiring. Divine beasts roamed amidst auspicious clouds, and celestial figures flew in and out of its resplendent scenery.
King Yellow Wind concealed his aura and cautiously skirted around the mountain. Continuing westward for another six months, he finally arrived at the shores of the Western Sea.
At a small riverside town, King Yellow Wind, disguised as a hunter with a straw hat and cloth mask, overheard a conversation among locals.
"Did you hear? In the neighboring village, someone fished a monkey out of the sea."
"A monkey?"
"Not just any monkey—it has a face like thunder and can speak human words."
"A talking monkey? That's not so strange. Western Niu Hezhou is crawling with demons and spirits."
"Yeah, but this one calls itself the Handsome Monkey King. It claims to have crossed the ocean seeking immortals to learn from."
King Yellow Wind froze.
The Handsome Monkey King? Seeking immortals? Could it be… Sun Wukong?!
Excitement surged through him.
This was a golden opportunity he couldn't afford to miss!
He quickly treated the locals to drinks and gathered more details, learning that the monkey had appeared just the day before. Apparently, fearing it was an ill omen, the villagers had directed it toward the mountains.
Wasting no time, King Yellow Wind followed their directions, determined to catch up.
A few days later, he heard a tiger's roar echoing through the mountains, accompanied by the sound of trees falling and fierce combat. Leaping onto a ridge, he peered into the distance.
About a mile away, a striped demon tiger was pouncing at a thin monkey. The tiger's imposing stature and ferocity sent boulders tumbling with each swipe of its claws.
Yet the monkey dodged nimbly, darting back and forth with unmatched agility, frustrating the tiger's every attempt.
Drawing closer, King Yellow Wind cupped his hands and shouted, "Is that the Handsome Monkey King ahead?"
The monkey paused mid-leap, startled. "Who's calling me?"
Standing atop the ridge, King Yellow Wind watched as the monkey climbed a tree to evade the tiger. Perching on a branch, it shielded its eyes with a hand and scanned the surroundings with its bright, golden gaze.
Spotting a figure in a long robe, straw hat, and quiver of arrows, holding a spear, the monkey frowned.
"Who is this?" the Handsome Monkey King muttered, puzzled.
King Yellow Wind raised his voice again. "I'll help you!"
Planting his spear firmly in the ground, he unslung his Bone Bow, nocked a Sharpness Arrow, and drew the string.
The tiger roared in alarm, sensing danger. It turned to flee, but the arrow streaked through the air like a black lightning bolt, crackling with energy imbued by demonic power and lunar essence.
Thwack!
The arrow pierced the tiger's abdomen and exploded on impact, sending blood and flesh flying.
The wounded tiger roared in pain, thrashing on the ground as its blood gushed like a fountain. Still, its formidable vitality kept it struggling.
Grabbing his black iron spear, King Yellow Wind hurled it like a javelin.
Thunk!
With a thunderous impact, the triple-restricted spear pierced the tiger's skull, pinning it to the ground and ending its life.
You've slain the White-Stripes Demon Tiger. You've randomly acquired its trait: Fog Manipulation (Blue). Would you like to fuse it?
Fog Manipulation (Blue): You can generate mist to obscure your form or create a toxic miasma within a certain radius.
"Blue-grade trait? Fuse it!"
With the trait fused, King Yellow Wind turned to the Handsome Monkey King.
Race: Demon - Innate Divine Monkey
Realm: ???
Traits: Innate Enlightenment (Multicolored), Golden Eyes (Gold), ???
King Yellow Wind was taken aback.
The Handsome Monkey King's traits were leagues apart from those of ordinary demons—some even unreadable.
This was no ordinary encounter.
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