The woman in white's words were not without merit.
The six golden monkeys naturally didn't take Mazong Mountain seriously.
The only problem is the mountain behind Mazong Mountain.
Mazongshan is just one of the mountains belonging to the Kaoshanbang faction.
The Mountain Gang owns eighteen mountain strongholds, teeming with talented individuals and masters.
While Hydra was still alive, the Misty Forest naturally had no fear of the Mountain Gang.
Now that Hydra is dead, the Misty Forest's strength has been greatly reduced. If it really goes to war with the Mountain Gang, it will be the end of the Misty Forest.
The six-headed golden monkey is currently cultivating its seventh head, and this is a crucial period, so it must be even more cautious in its actions.
"As long as you hand over that corpse driver, we'll be even, and you can have the corpse of the Hydra King as well," the six-headed golden monkey quickly decided.
The corpse of the hydra is extremely valuable to human cultivators, but it is of no use to the animals of the Misty Forest.
The woman in white was taken aback and asked, "Are you referring to Bian Lang?"
"Your Majesty, that guy seemed to have said his name was something like Lang," the five yellow oxen whispered.
The woman in white turned to ask, and upon learning that Bian Lang was still at Mazong Mountain, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency." The woman in white intended to personally apprehend Bian Lang.
Bian Lang drove the Nine-Headed Serpent's corpse to Mazong Mountain, causing them so much trouble. Even if the Six-Headed Golden Monkey didn't want him, Mazong Mountain would still kill him.
Bian Lang, who was watching the commotion from the tree, never expected that he would end up getting caught up in the drama himself.
With a flip, he landed in front of the six golden monkeys and chuckled, "I was just planning to catch a monkey to perform on the street. Since we're so destined to meet, you'll be the one."
Upon suddenly seeing Bian Lang, the six golden monkeys were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, fearing that Bian Lang could send them back to the Misty Forest with a wave of his hand.
The woman in white, who was about to leave, stopped in her tracks. She hadn't expected Bian Lang to show up on his own initiative, and she was even more surprised that the six golden monkeys seemed to be very afraid of Bian Lang.
Come to think of it, the Hydra died because it failed to transcend its tribulation, so its body should be in the Misty Forest.
Bian Lang was able to take the body away; he was truly skilled.
"You all should quickly capture Bian Lang, or my Misty Forest will surely be flattened..." the six golden monkeys said as they retreated.
Originally arriving at Mazong Mountain with rage, the six golden monkeys never dreamed that upon seeing Bian Lang again, they would feel such fear.
Bian Lang laughed loudly, "Go to hell!"
Before the six golden monkeys could react, Bian Lang had already tossed them into the air.
The enormous bodies of the six golden monkeys quickly became a small black dot in everyone's eyes.
"The king cannot fly."
"The king will be killed by the fall."
The six golden monkeys' henchmen panicked immediately.
Several multi-headed birds, however, spread their wings and soared into the sky.
Before they even reached the sky, an invisible, powerful force forcefully pulled them back to the ground.
"Get lost." Bian Lang waved his hand.
More than a hundred animals were lifted off the ground and flew backwards, their screams echoing throughout the air, which was quite eerie.
The disciples of Mazongshan were dumbfounded, and many of them were rubbing their eyes, clearly not believing what they saw.
"Who exactly are you?" The woman in white didn't even realize that her voice was trembling.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "Farewell." With that, he leaped up to chase after the six golden monkeys that had already disappeared from sight.
The woman in white looked up at the sky, and Bian Lang's figure quickly disappeared.
“Master, what about the corpse of that hydra…” a disciple asked.
The woman in white said, "Don't move yet, I'll go ask the gang leader for instructions right away."
She couldn't make up her mind about such a big decision.
...
"You're already this high, why are you still flying higher?" The six golden monkeys were spinning rapidly, and they kept rising as they spun.
Falling from such a height would certainly be fatal.
The six golden monkeys were utterly desperate.
If I had known this would happen, I should have stayed in the Misty Forest and cultivated myself properly.
In his eagerness to establish prestige, he led his men to attack Mazong Mountain. As a result, he not only failed to retrieve the corpse of the Hydra, but also lost his own life.
Bian Lang suddenly appeared next to the six golden monkeys and asked with a smile, "Little monkey, how are you feeling?"
"Help, help me..." the six golden monkeys cried out at the top of their lungs.
Although it was thrown into the sky by Bian Lang, seeing Bian Lang now was like seeing a lifeline, and it pitifully wanted to grab it.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "I'm a bit short on cash lately, and I'm almost out of money for food. So I can save you, but you have to promise me that you'll help me make money after we go down there."
From Bian Lang's incredibly lewd smile, the six golden monkeys could even see the image of him performing energetically on the street.
But as long as we can survive, suffering a little injustice is nothing.
A man's true nature is revealed when he can bend and stretch.
"I..." The six golden monkeys had no choice but to compromise.
Bian Lang stared wide-eyed and said, "Huh?"
"Boy, I agree, I agree to everything." The six golden monkeys wanted to nod vigorously, but their six heads wouldn't listen to them. They just kept spinning with their bodies, making the monkeys feel like they were going to throw up.
Bian Lang pointed a finger, and the six golden monkeys stopped spinning. With a gentle push, he found himself standing on the back of the six golden monkeys.
Six golden monkeys streaked across the sky like shooting stars, their mournful cries audible only to the white clouds.
Bian Lang pushed off with his feet and slightly adjusted the angle, and the six golden monkeys charged diagonally towards the ground.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..." All twelve eyes of the six golden monkeys were tightly closed, as if they wouldn't be afraid if they couldn't see.
To my surprise, the landing was very smooth, without any pain whatsoever.
The six golden monkeys opened their eyes and saw Bian Lang's smiling and friendly face.
Bian Lang raised his hand and pointed to the crotch of the six-headed golden monkey, asking with a smile, "Why is your fur wet?"
"Sweating a lot, sweating a lot." The Six-Headed Golden Monkey would never admit to being scared to death.
These six golden monkeys were proud, so Bian Lang didn't expose them and asked, "Can you put away a few of your heads?"
"It is possible, but..." The six golden monkeys hesitated.
In the Misty Forest, a head is a symbol of identity.
All animals are born with two heads; the other head must be grown by the animals themselves.
Animals that are unable to develop a third head will become food.
The survival rules in the Misty Forest are extremely cruel; to survive there, you must have many heads.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "How about this, you keep only one head for now, and after we enter the city, we'll slowly release the other heads. We're sure to win cheers and lots of rewards."
"Are you really going to make a fool of me like a monkey?" All six golden monkeys' eyes widened.
Bian Lang urged, "Hurry up, performing with monkeys is very profitable."
"If the immortals are short of money, they might as well sell the corpse of the nine-headed serpent." The six-headed golden monkey wished he could shrink all six heads back into the crowd at the thought of posing and preening among the crowd.
Bian Lang said disdainfully, "Even if it were given away for free, people wouldn't want it."
Faced with Bian Lang's tyranny, the six golden monkeys had no choice but to compromise, shrinking five heads back into their bodies, leaving only one head, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.
There's a city ahead. Cities in this world have huge populations. Go into the city and play with monkeys for a few days, and you'll have plenty to eat and drink for hundreds of years.
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