Therefore, in the eyes of these people, Zishu became a big bad wolf, the kind that could kill them in a heartbeat.
The workers below were moving faster and faster, as if afraid that Zishu might kill them if he was in a bad mood.
Zishu picked the spirit peaches very quickly, gathering about the same number as the five people combined. The five were filled with shame and indignation. However, Zishu was not only an alchemist, but also possessed extraordinary martial arts skills, being the strongest among them at the late Nascent Soul stage.
There were a total of thirty or forty spirit peach trees here. Taking advantage of a break, Zishu picked a large spirit peach and started eating it.
This spirit peach isn't much different from Junior Sister's spirit peach. Zishu's first reaction was that he had lost out. Junior Sister often used this lousy peach to make spirit peach wine.
I don't know what kind it is, maybe it's related to this spirit peach tree. Zishu quickly finished eating the spirit peach and continued picking more. He picked spirit peaches from eighteen spirit peach trees in total, and then stopped. He, Ye Liusha, and Xiu Qiyu each picked six trees, which was just right.
"The rest of the spirit peach trees are yours to pick. Pick as many as you can; it all depends on your own abilities."
The five people looked at Zishu with gratitude. They were genuinely afraid that Zishu would pick all the spirit peaches in one go, leaving them with nothing to cry about. They never expected that Zishu would leave them more than half!
This alchemist is a good person.
Zishu, who was inexplicably given the "friend zone" card, didn't care much. He found a peach tree that was half a person's height, carefully protected the roots with his mental power, dug it out along with the soil on the roots, and stuffed it into his spatial ring.
"What are you all looking at? Is planting a spirit peach tree difficult for a pill refiner?"
All five people shook their heads.
All six of them sensed the destructive aura emanating from not far away, along with the angry roar of the White-haired Monkey King.
Zishu wasn't worried about Xiu Qiyu and Ye Liusha at all. If the two of them couldn't deal with a beast at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, they might as well go eat shit.
As for Hierro, he wasn't even included in the Book of the Dead.
The five people had great confidence in their squad leader. Zishu was the most powerful person in their team, but unfortunately, Zishu stayed behind. So the heavy responsibility of fighting the White-haired Monkey King naturally fell on their squad leader.
Their captain can definitely do it, he can take down the White-haired Monkey King and avenge them for being injured by the Monkey King before.
I don't know where their inexplicable confidence comes from.
"You are picking spirit peaches here. If anything happens, let me know. I need to go check out the Monkey King's cave."
Aren't you going to wait for us?
"What a waste of time." After saying that, Zishu entered the Monkey King's cave. The cave was quite dry and piled with bananas. Each bunch of bananas looked to be of excellent quality, and Zishu naturally picked them up without any hesitation.
The cave was spacious, with dry grass covering the floor, making it clean and tidy. In one corner lay piles of human and animal skeletons, some dating back to ancient times.
There were also spatial rings and weapons. Most of the magical artifacts were damaged, but they could still fetch a good price if sold in bulk to auction houses or places that specialize in recycling second-hand weapons. Zishu naturally accepted them without any hesitation.
Inside the cave, there were also some of the White-haired Monkey King's collections, including jewelry, ores, and medicinal herbs, all piled up haphazardly.
The monkey wine that Zishu was looking forward to was nowhere to be found. This is not scientific. The dead monkey is addicted to wine. How could there be no wine in his cave?
Zishu collected everything in the cave, whether it was useful or unusable but could be exchanged for spirit crystals.
He would dig three feet into the ground to find the Monkey Wine.
The straw on the ground was all thrown up by the intense sword energy released by Zishu, and the soil on the ground was also peeled away layer by layer.
"Something seems off about this place."
Zishu came over and started digging at the soil on the ground.
This old monkey was well hidden, buried underground, but he still managed to find it.
There were ten jars of monkey wine in total. The jars were very large, and it was said that the monkey wine was brewed by these dead monkeys who collected many spiritual fruits and herbs. The thousand-year-old monkey wine was comparable to a magic pill.
However, he would be grateful if any of the ten jars contained century-old monkey wine.
After Zishu finished collecting all the monkey wine, he carefully checked the cave again to see if there was anything he had forgotten.
They dug three feet into the ground and took everything. They were even more ruthless than robbers, leaving not a single thing behind.
If the White-haired Monkey King were to return alive and witness this scene, he would surely be enraged.
However, Zishu guessed that if it fell into the hands of the God of Slaughter Ye Liusha and the Killer Pixiu Qiyu, it would have no chance of surviving.
Zishu's guess was correct. The battle on Xiu Qiyu's side was nearing its end. The more arrogant the White-haired Monkey King was before, the more pathetic he was now.
Its long tail had been cut in half, and blood was gushing out. Its body was covered with countless wounds, large and small, and its once glossy fur was now bald in more than one place, dripping with blood, making it look quite wretched.
This was only because Xiu Qiyu had already retrieved the Ice Heart Flame; otherwise, it would have turned to ashes by now, leaving nothing behind.
In that case, Bing Xinyan would definitely be exposed, and if someone with ulterior motives saw him, it would bring about his death. Xiu Qiyu wasn't that naive. Besides, the White-haired Monkey King's physical form seemed to be worth some spirit crystals; burning it to ashes or chopping it into mincemeat seemed a bit wasteful.
The white-haired monkey king was not unintelligent. After being severely injured in their first encounter, reason prevailed over anger, and he decided to run away first.
How could Xiu Qiyu, Ye Liusha, and Ye Luo possibly give it that chance? The three of them formed a triangular formation, blocking all of the White-haired Monkey King's retreat routes. In addition, the White-haired Monkey King itself was already seriously injured, and its repeated attacks had failed, directly reducing its combat power by half.
Now, they've truly become fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.
All of this was because it was too arrogant and didn't take these three ants seriously at all. It thought it could easily kill the three of them, but it didn't expect that the two sword cultivators were not human at all. The Ice Heart Flame directly devoured its protective shield. With just this one move, the White-haired Monkey King was seriously injured.
Yero's attacks were also wide and powerful; his axe weighed over a thousand pounds and could often withstand a direct confrontation with the White-haired Monkey King.
Xiu Qiyu and Ye Liusha's swords kept leaving wounds on its body. The final result was obvious: this beast, seeing that it was about to be killed by the three of them in a one-on-one fight, actually tried to self-destruct, taking the three of them with it to their deaths.
Unfortunately, Xiu Qiyu and Ye Liusha were even faster. One of them shattered its heart, and the other shattered its head, leaving it utterly dead.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com