Veins of immortal radiance burst out of the old monkey's turbid eyes as it looked toward Jiang He's direction.
That rock could actually give a warning?
Jiang He was taken aback. Was that thing sentient like the Star Core of Mars?
He was just thinking about moving it back to his home to make a fake mountain when the rock burst out with divine light, startling the old monkey beneath it.
There was no need to hide now that he was discovered, and Jiang He promptly showed himself with a smile. "I came here by mistake and bear no ill will. Please forgive me, Brother."
There was a look of wariness in the old Daemon Monkey's eyes as it growled, "Full-fledged Heavenly Immortal? Which immortal sect are you from, Brother? My Mount of Flowers and Fruits has yet to be born, and yet you have barged in. Aren't you being a little too much? "
Clearly, it did not believe that Jiang He had come here by mistake, and assumed that Jiang He was an immortal from a certain sect.
"You must have mistaken me for someone else, Brother."
Understanding what the old Daemon Monkey meant, Jiang He explained, "I'm not from any immortal sects or demonic sects, and the immortals from those sects have yet to return."
"Do you take me for a fool?"
The old Daemon Monkey sneered. "Not from any immortal sects or demonic sects? Or could you be an untitled mortal cultivator? It has only been a few years since the Revival of Spirit Qi, and even if an untitled mortal cultivator were blessed with a Daoist legacy, they would not be able to cultivate up to full-fledged Heavenly Immortal in such a short time. "
Blowing his beard, he glared straight at Jiang He and said, "I had to cultivate for a thousand years to become an immortal when I followed the Great King, and only reached True Immortal after another 1,800 years. Moreover, how difficult is it to become an immortal in this mundane world?"
Those words moved Jiang He immensely.
He thought back to how he had eaten the Thunder Dao Fruit day and night, to the point that his mouth had gone numb. That period of time was simply mind-blowing. Even when he peed, lightning would come out, and when he farted, thunder would rumble. He immediately sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are right. Becoming an immortal is too difficult. I have also experienced great hardship to have the experience I have today."
"Don't flatter me!"
The old Daemon Monkey said impatiently. "Brother, this is a forbidden ground for my clan. Please leave at once."
"Don't."
Jiang He smiled. "As the saying goes, all visitors are guests. Isn't it inappropriate to chase me away as soon as I entered?"
"What do you want?"
The old monkey snorted coldly and its aura started to rise.
His cultivation level had originally fallen to the perfected Mahayana realm, but in the blink of an eye, he had stepped into the realm of Heavenly Immortals. He reached out and grabbed. The ground in the distance trembled, and a rusty iron rod broke out of the ground and flew into his hand.
"Dao friend, my clan has been in seclusion for many years. We don't want to be invincible against you. Hurry up and leave, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
The old monkey demon berated again.
Jiang He shook his head helplessly.
What did this old thing mean by saying that he wouldn't make a move?
You started fighting as soon as you saw me, so I had an excuse to fight back and conveniently take that stone away. Isn't that perfect?
Now that the old Daemon Monkey was like that, Jiang He was embarrassed to attack. He smiled and asked, "Please don't be angry, Brother. I'll leave right now … by the way, before I leave, could I ask … are you selling that stone?"
Jiang He pointed a finger and said, "I'll pay a high price!"
"How dare you!"
Enraged, the old Daemon Monkey attacked brazenly, swinging his iron rod at Jiang He from the distance. The rusty iron rod shone with dazzling immortal light, its silhouette cutting through the air and descending upon Jiang He's head.
Jiang He raised his hand and punched out, the veins of Immortal Dao in his body bursting with frightening thunderbolts and punching through the silhouette of the rod. "Brother," he said unhappily, "I'm just asking a question. If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. Do you have to fight?"
In a flash, the old Daemon Monkey took to the air and reached Jiang He, bellowing angrily, "How dare you insult the greatest treasure of my clan! I'll kill you right here and now, even if I have to die!"
Jiang He laughed out loud and met the old Daemon Monkey on his own. He fought the old Daemon Monkey with his bare fists, and after a dozen moves, the old Daemon Monkey was at a disadvantage.
His white fur fluttered as he coughed blood, saying, "If I wasn't injured and my cultivation had not dropped, I would only need one move to kill you."
Pow!
Even as he spoke, Jiang He punched him into the ground.
Jiang He landed and punched the old Daemon Monkey a few more times, leaving his head bleeding as he flew out of the ground.
Stepping on the old Daemon Monkey's chest, Jiang He sneered, "Old thing, you don't have much skill, but you sure are good at bragging … it's not like I haven't killed True Immortals before. Would I be afraid of you even if you were at your pinnacle form?"
The old Daemon Monkey's eyes were bloodshot as he glared viciously at Jiang He.
Nearby, the other Daemon Monkeys were crowding around him, every one of them glinting fiercely as they squeaked incessantly.
Ignoring them, Jiang He stomped down hard on the old Daemon Monkey until he vomited blood and asked, "Speak. Are you selling this rock or not?"
"No way!"
There was no fear in the old Daemon Monkey's eyes despite being stepped on by Jiang He, and he growled, "My clan's great king was born from this divine rock all those years ago. Why would I sell it?"
Jiang He: "…"
He did a double take.
What was going on?
The monkeys of Mount Huaguo … your great king?
Who jumped out of a rock? Wasn't that Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?
So, his worldview was developing toward the revival of myths just as he had guessed?
Jiang He, however, was not too surprised. Calming himself, he said, "Brother, could we discuss this … how about this? I don't want the whole divine rock, but you could cut me a piece."
"I …"
The old Daemon Monkey vomited blood. Is this how you talk things over?
Still, cutting a piece …
His gaze shifted and he seethed through clenched teeth, "What's your offer?"
"Oh?"
Jiang He lifted his foot and said, "Brother, that depends on how big you cut it. I wouldn't want it if it's fist-sized, but if it's the size of this divine rock … I could pay five thousand superior-grade spirit stones."
The divine rock in front of him was at least three meters tall.
Half its size was not bad, and it might grow quite a bit after he returned and planted it, wouldn't it?
This rock had a profound background, and it was a divine rock left over from Nüwa's mending of the skies … it was perfect for his fake mountain.
"No way!"
The old Daemon Monkey shook his head, saying, "The divine rock from which my great king was born is a priceless treasure. I would never sell it for five thousand superior-grade spirit stones!"
Jiang He frowned.
What was up with this old thing?
He looked like he was going to fight me to the death just a moment ago, but he changed in the blink of an eye?
He wouldn't sell the whole divine rock, but would sell it after cutting it?
Hence, Jiang He tentatively offered, "A thousand superior-grade spirit stones."
The old Daemon Monkey's gaze twitched, and the monkey paws behind his back twitched. Gritting his teeth, he barked angrily, "Brother, are you insulting my race?"
Heh!
Jiang He turned and strode off into the distance.
The old Daemon Monkey did a double take and quickly asked, "Where are you going, Brother?"
Jiang He did not answer and kept walking forward. The old Daemon Monkey called out a few times, but when he saw that Jiang He was not turning around, he quickly said, "I'll sell it, Brother. I'll sell it for 10000 superior-grade spirit stones …"
Jiang He did not stop, and the old Daemon Monkey was stomping his feet in frustration. Giving chase, he grabbed Jiang He's arm and seethed, "Eight thousand superior-grade spirit stones. I'll sell it to you for eight thousand superior-grade spirit stones, and I'll sell it to you."
"Eh?"
Jiang He paused and exclaimed in surprise, "A divine rock fragment?"
The old Daemon Monkey chuckled and nonchalantly took out a boulder that was over two meters tall, saying, "When my great king broke out of the rock, it shattered the divine rock. Aside from the largest divine rock, there are nine other precious fragments, and I could sell all nine to you if you want them!"
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