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Chapter Seventy-Five: The Monkey Wreaks Havoc

  "Hehe." Ye Feng smiled slightly, neither hastily nor worriedly. He knew that if he didn't bring out some ability to shock the crowd now, the Tianzhu fruit would have nothing to do with him anymore.

  "You think I'm alone and helpless, but from what I've observed, some of you are just pretending to be strong. You're not necessarily better than me. You're excluding me on purpose, only because you don't want the Wanjie Sect to get the Tianzhu fruit, and lose the chance to compete for first place. It seems someone is afraid." Ye Feng's words were directly pointed at Zhong Lixia.

  Everyone can see that Zhong Lixia's family is bound to win first place this time, and Ye Feng's words are merciless.

  Zhong Liye ignored Ye Feng, thinking that arguing with him at this time would fall into Lu Yu's trap, which was obviously not wise.

  "Alright, I'll count you in." Zhong Li Ye Ge replied briskly to Ye Feng.

  The other sects were also puzzled.

  "Next, let's talk about the distribution of Tianzhu fruit. There are approximately one thousand Tianzhu fruits inside, and based on our current strength, my Zhong Lisheng family will take up 40%, while the Mysterious Valley will take up 20%." Zhong Liye's tone was not small, and with a single statement, he almost took up half of the share, causing everyone to feel discontent.

  "Each of your sects occupies one-tenth." Zhong Lí Yè Gē pointed to the other four sects, completely ignoring the Wàng Hǎi Pài.

  "Mine," Ye Feng said.

  Everyone stared at Ye Feng like they were watching a show and then burst out laughing.

  "It's easy for you, I'll be generous and give you ten Tianzhu fruits from my share of the Clock Departure House, are you satisfied now?" Zhong Li Ye Ge looked at Ye Feng with disdain.

  What he said also makes sense, the other few sects are far more powerful than Ye Feng, and they only got about a hundred Tianzhu fruits, averaging one person, it's just twenty or so, which is not bad for Ye Feng either.

  "No way, with my strength, how could I possibly be inferior to these wastes." Ye Feng pointed at the crowd of Bagua Gate and Yin Yang Sect, his words were provocative, intending to enrage them, so that someone would stand out, and he could use them to establish his dominance and gain benefits for himself.

  "Kid, watch your mouth! Who's the trash? You'd better make it clear." The disciples of Bagua and Yin-Yang sects were fed up. In front of so many people, how could they be humiliated by Ye Feng again? Even if they killed Ye Feng, it wouldn't matter.

  "Whoever speaks is whoever, it seems like you're the waste." Facing the foundation period, Ye Feng also remained unflappable and fearless.

  "Alright, since you want more Tianzhu fruit, I, this useless person, will test your worth." The Bagua Sect's Zongji high-ranking expert who was pointed at and insulted by Ye Feng stepped out from the crowd, facing Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng didn't answer, but instead looked at Zhong Li Ye Ge and said, "If I can prove that my own strength is stronger than all these sects combined, what then?"

  Zhong Li looked at Ye Feng like a monster, "If you can bring out absolute strength, I'm willing to reassign."

  Ye Feng and the others were just about to sing the "Zhong Li Ye Ge" song, "Alright, then let's have a fight between us two. If you win, I'll turn around and leave, and the ten Tian Zhuo fruits will be yours."

  "Little kid, you dare challenge Young Master Zhong Li? You're overestimating yourself." The Eight Trigrams Sect's foundation-stage expert sneered.

  "I'd like to have a fight with you, but I'm afraid you can't take a punch and I might end up killing you. I've always been someone who doesn't hold back when I strike." Ye Feng aimed his spear at the Eight Trigrams Sect's cultivator.

  "Yefeng, if you want to die, just say so. I'll help you achieve your goal. Let's settle this once and for all with a fight, and may the heavens decide our fate." The Eight Trigrams School's foundation-stage expert was infuriated by Yefeng, and saw this as an opportunity to get rid of him in a fair and square manner.

  "This is what you said, with so many witnesses present, if the two of us were to fight and one of us died, it would be their own fault." Ye Feng firmly trapped him with his words.

  "I'll be your witness, even if it means taking action." Zhong Lìyè Gē was also very disgusted with Ye Feng and wanted to use the hands of the Bagua Sect's cultivators to get rid of him.

  "Yefeng, you're dead!" A Bagua Sect disciple rushed forward in a single step, his momentum bursting forth and pressing down on others, with extremely strong killing intent in his eyes, wanting to kill Yefeng.

  Ye Feng's feet moved swiftly, shrinking his body to the size of an inch, dodging the opponent's fatal blow, and then let out a long whistle.

  Everyone saw Ye Feng didn't dare to fight back, and they knew Ye Feng was done for.

  "Hsss!" A strong gust of wind blew in, and everyone standing on the field felt a crushing pressure bearing down on their souls.

  A red shadow flashed by, and Little Red rushed over from a distance, making a surprise attack on the Bagua Gate cultivator.

  Ye Feng didn't have time to bother with the gossiping monks, and he had also made up his mind to kill. He wanted to gain more benefits, so he needed to show off his stronger power, and called out to Little Red who was following far behind him.

  "Blazing Eagle!" Someone had sharp eyes and immediately recognized this flying spirit beast.

  "No, the aura is even stronger than that of Huo Lie Ying. It should be their king." Among those present, only Zhong Li and Ye Ge had high enough cultivation to see that Xiao Hong was extraordinary, and the cultivator was above him.

  His gaze at Ye Feng had completely changed.

  The disciples of Bagua Gate were no match for Xiaohong, and in their panic, they took out various magical artifacts to resist.

  "Hiss!" A large fireball shot out of Xiaohong's mouth, carrying the magic treasures and surrounding the Eight Trigrams Sect's foundation-building experts within the fireball.

  "Ah!" The Bagua door's foundation-stage expert barely had time to utter his final syllable before becoming part of the scorching temperature.

  Xiao Hong lowered her eyebrows and eyes, falling beside Ye Feng, looking so gentle, as if the big fireball had nothing to do with her.

  "Ye Feng, you're so ruthless." The several cultivators of the gossip gate were furious and wanted to rush forward to fight Ye Feng to the death, but they also felt that they were no match for Xiao Hong, so they could only say a few harsh words to save face.

  "Who else wants to test my worth? Come on, I'll accompany you to the end." Ye Feng's gaze swept across everyone's face, and no one dared to respond.

  "Zhong Li young master, how many Tianzhu fruits should I get based on my strength?"

  Zhong Li's nocturnal song was interrupted by a sudden silence, as the Firebird King's strength surpassed everyone else's. The Zhong Li family members present could join forces to fight against the Firebird King, but they would never win. After all, it can fly and breathe fire, allowing it to launch long-range attacks from high altitudes, leaving no one with a way to counterattack.

  A bitter smile, Zhong Liye was not a person who didn't know the times. "Alright, the Zhong Li family and the Mili Valley will each take 20%, the Wang Hai faction will also take 20%, and the remaining four factions will each take 10%. Does anyone still have any objections?" Although the other factions were dissatisfied, they had no choice but to accept it. The Wang Hai faction could take 20% just because of Ye Feng and a Fire Eagle, which was equal to the Zhong Li family and the Mili Valley.

  And as before, these four sects did not suffer any losses, and the Zhong Lishu family reduced their share from 40% to 20%.

  It serves you right, and some people secretly scold Zhong Li Ye Ge, saying that you are self-righteous and have offended Ye Feng.

  The deployment plan was set, and Zhong Lixia began organizing the crowd of monks to advance towards the canyon.

  Just as everyone had just crossed the finish line, a monkey that had been lying still suddenly stood up lazily, swept its hands on the ground, and held an iron rod in its hand.

  "Chatter chatter." A slightly eerie laughter echoed over.

  "How come you guys have a big bird and now you're fearless, not afraid of death?" The monkey said to the crowd.

  "How can this monkey talk!" Since everyone arrived here, they had never heard the monkey speak, and suddenly the monkey spoke in a language similar to that of humans, scaring everyone.

  "Could it be a demonic cultivator!" In this world, there is another kind of special cultivator who has evolved from animals and can speak human language, and some can even transform into human form.

  "You're the demon!" The monkey said discontentedly, pointing the large iron rod at the monk. A dark light shot out from the rod, and the monk let out a dull hum as a bloody hole appeared on his forehead, dying instantly.

  What a move! The crowd was stunned on the spot.

  "Hey kid, this silly bird is yours, how about lending it to me for two days?" The monkey looked at Little Red when he said that, and Little Red was so scared that she was shaking all over and almost fell to the ground.

  Just a glance, and the once invincible Fire Eagle King was shocked into being old-fashioned.

  After finishing speaking, the monkey looked at Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng's mouth was chattering, unable to say a word. This was truly a case of losing the rice while trying to steal the chicken. He had wanted to use Xiao Hong's power to counterattack the monkey and obtain the Tian Zhuo fruit, but he hadn't expected that this would also put Xiao Hong in danger.

  Look at Little Red now, she's scared to death. There's no way she can handle the monkey, it's a wonder if she won't be roasted and eaten by the monkey.

  "Huh? That's strange!" The monkey stared at Ye Feng for a moment before throwing its head back and letting out a long howl.

  The deafening sound made the entire valley vibrate with a loud hum, and rocks on both sides of the valley came crashing down.

  Everyone quickly covered their ears, and the gathering of spiritual energy and the monkey's voice countered each other.

  Ye Feng found it strange that among all the people present, he seemed to be the only one who was unaffected.

  After a long time, the monkey stopped its loud howl.

  These monks were miserable, the ones with slightly lower cultivation, such as those in the Refining Qi stage, were all sitting on the ground, panting heavily, with faint blood trickling out of their ears. The few monks in the Building Foundation stage also looked dazed, as if they still had the monkey's long howl echoing in their ears.

  "The old master is in a good mood today, so I'll let you bastards off the hook. Scram, or I'll beat you to death with one stick." The monkey yelled loudly, startling everyone, who no longer dared to linger and took off running, never mentioning again the matter of contending with the monkey for the heavenly pearl fruit.

  "Hey kid, stay here, I have something to say to you." The monkey pointed at Ye Feng and said.

  Some of the onlookers thought that Ye Feng was doomed, as Huo Lie's king had not only become a mount for a monkey, but his life would also be lost.

  But Zhong Li Ye Ge didn't think so, he thought that Ye Feng's opportunity had arrived, and the monkey might give Ye Feng a great opportunity, so he stayed on the spot without moving.

  "Hmph, kid, you're taking my words as farting around, huh?" The monkey sneered at Zhong Li Ye Ge.

  "Senior, let me explain." Zhong Lí Yè Gē hastily said.

  "Explain my ass." The monkey swung its big stick, "Bang!" Zhong Li Ye Ge was knocked flying for dozens of miles by the iron rod, and was directly embedded in a cliff. Although he didn't die, his cultivation was almost completely destroyed.

  The monks saw such a terrible scene and ran even faster, all of them regretting that their parents had given birth to two fewer legs, it was too slow.

  Ye Feng remained speechless, facing such a powerful monkey with such high cultivation. The best approach was to say nothing and obediently listen to his orders, doing whatever he was told, or else he would not even know how he died.

  Everyone ran away, the monkey rushed to Ye Feng with a smile, "Little boy, you're quite brave, dare to bring such a fool to find trouble with me, aren't you afraid I'll beat you to death?"

  Ye Feng saw that the monkey didn't seem to have too much hostility, so he plucked up his courage and said: "Senior Haihan, I know I was wrong. It's just that this trial task is making a big fuss, otherwise I wouldn't dare disturb your quiet cultivation."

  "Alright, now that you know you're wrong, how are you going to compensate me?" The monkey narrowed his eyes as he stared at Ye Feng.

  "How come the tone sounds so familiar? Ye Feng's mind turned around, isn't this my specialty? It's obviously extortion, I wonder what this monkey values about himself."

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