Chapter Ten: Return in Triumph

  The words were cut off by the thunder of Qi Lei's one-clawed might, frightening him so much that his heart was racing with fear. Moreover, the leaky roof encountered a continuous rainy night, and the "young master soldiers" behind him, who were used to running away as soon as things went wrong, had already begun to panic.

  "Give me back everything, I'm not dead yet!"

  He roared loudly with a fierce expression, gritting his teeth, determined to get rid of Qi Lei no matter what the cost.

  However, at this moment, a loud and shrill cry suddenly came from all around, countless stones, wooden blocks, and even hard fruits fell from the sky, hitting the "old master soldiers" who cried out in alarm and scurried away with their heads covered, no longer caring about the commander's orders.

  They are now regretful to death, with only one thought in their minds: escape, as far as they can!

  Is it a monkey?

  The words also shocked him, and his heart grew even colder, like dead ashes.

  "Could it be that they have come to rescue the demonic eagle? Impossible, they don't belong to the same clan, how could they be in cahoots?"

  After some thought, he felt more and more that Qi Lei had really become a spirit.

  Zi Lei was also shocked, and then overjoyed, his wings spread out, and he suddenly jumped up, flying towards the sky. Of course, he wasn't escaping, but instead dived down headfirst, both claws extended, grabbing at Yan Dao!

  With no more threats from bows and arrows, the entire sky is his!

  Such a good opportunity, no one would let it go.

  Settle old and new scores once and for all!

  "Hiss!"

  He let out a long cry again, his sharp claws gleaming with a metallic luster, emitting an endless killing aura, like a divine soldier's sharp blade, directly grasping towards Yandao's skull.

  One claw shattered the golden stone iron armor, greatly increasing his confidence and shocking his spirit, even the pain all over his body seemed to lighten a bit.

  "If I'm wearing a suit of gold, stone and iron armor, then I'll grab your head and rip it apart!"

  The scenes of being soul-stirred and spirit-snatched floated up in his mind again, as if they had just happened yesterday, making him furious, resentful, and unable to forgive.

  Although the words are shocking and regrettable to death, they will not be captured without a fight.

  Once people let go, the power generated will be unpredictable.

  At the moment when Zire's double claws were about to arrive, he let out a loud shout and suddenly raised his Dust Removal, rigidly blocking it.

  "Hmph!"

  Zi Lei's sharp claws grasped the duster, producing a metallic clashing sound.

  "Get down!"

  He stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, eyes gleaming menacingly. With a sudden twist of his waist, he violently pulled downwards with both hands, attempting to drag Zilei to the ground with his duster.

  However, he miscalculated once again.

  Although Chi Lei was in mid-air and seemed to have nothing to rely on, with a flap of his wings, a strong force came over.

  "Get up for me!"

  He muttered to himself and suddenly hung up the phone.

  Yan Dao let out a cry of surprise, his eyes revealing a look of shock, but he still tightly grasped the feather duster and refused to let go.

  Dusting him off is too important!

  During an adventure, he found a secret cave and obtained the "Taming Beast Notes" and a duster. It was later proven that both were invaluable treasures.

  "The Tamer's Notes" is already lost, and the Dust Sweeper cannot be lost again. Otherwise, his previous adventure would have been in vain, and he would have become a sacrifice for others!

  But the situation was stronger than humans, and as he looked away from the ground, Qi Lei's hard beak gleamed in the sunlight, cold and ruthless, like a dagger that could pierce his other eye at any moment.

  And he looked up, suddenly discovering that Zilei had a sneer on his face, which was an inexplicable strange feeling. In front of him was clearly an eagle, covered in feathers, but it gave him the feeling of facing a mortal enemy.

  This made him tremble with fear, and that last bit of will to resist vanished in an instant.

  His hand suddenly let go.

  "Boom!"

  He fell straight down.

  Zi Lei was shocked and didn't expect Yan Dao to abandon Fu Chen. He hastily dived down again.

  However, the dense thicket blocked his line of sight and slowed him down. By the time he made seven or eight turns to reach the ground, there was no one in sight.

  It seems that Yan Dao has escaped.

  But he thought it wouldn't go too far, so he dispersed his divine consciousness and searched around.

  Just then, a heaven-shaking scream suddenly came, and upon hearing the voice, it was unexpectedly Qi Feng.

  He hesitated for a moment, wanting to turn a blind eye, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to do so. He sighed silently and flapped his wings, flying towards the mournful cries.

  The monkey troop is on the move, how can Qi Feng and others escape?!

  Several large stones fell, and they were smashed to the point where people were overturned, with some having their heads cracked and bleeding, while those who were unlucky had their eyelids flipped over and fainted, only to be dragged away by a group of small monkeys, exposing their buttocks.

  Zhī Fēng was apparently quite lucky, having only a head full of bumps without seeing any blood, but being taken captive was unavoidable. Several large monkeys grabbed his hair and pulled it to one side with great force, causing him to cry out in pain.

  "Spare them!"

  Qizhi showed his mighty power and killed the Golden Monkey King, earning a notorious reputation among the monkey group.

  Those big monkeys saw him and couldn't help but shudder, hastily letting go of his hand.

  "These people are just accomplices, let them go!"

  The monkeys were somewhat hesitant, after all, Zilei was not their king, and they did not dare to disobey his words, nor did they dare to listen fully.

  "Squeak squeak, listen to Eagle Brother's words, let them go, give them a lesson is enough, see who dares to come and hunt monkeys again!"

  Originally, Qi Lei took action against the enemy, and although the Monkey King did not send anyone to assist him, he was also eager to know the result. He let a clever little monkey go to investigate, and as it happened, he saw Qi Lei being blown away by the dustpan. The little monkey said that he would answer everyone's questions about hunting monkeys. When had the little monkey ever seen a scene of thousands of arrows firing at once? He was suddenly frightened out of his wits, and secretly felt that the tribe was in trouble. In a hurry, he rushed back to report to the Monkey King and explained what Qi Feng and the others were going to do next about hunting monkeys.

  The Monkey King was furious, but thinking that even Lian Qilei wasn't a match for him, he didn't dare to show off his personal bravery. With a wave of his hand, he led nearly ten thousand monkeys to come and attack - if fighting one-on-one doesn't work, can't gang-beating still work?!

  A dramatic scene then unfolded.

  But with the appearance of Lei, the Monkey King was still quite shocked. He said that the little monkey's ferocity had been described before, and with the power of a thousand arrows firing at once, he couldn't imagine himself escaping alive in such a situation.

  Although Qī Léi was covered in blood, his movements were still agile and unhindered, showing no signs of severe injury. When he saw the dust being swept away by Qī Léi's paws, his heart skipped a beat, making him feel even more that Qī Léi was unfathomable. He quickly put away the small idea he had just thought of to take advantage of the old fisherman.

  "Congratulations, Eagle Brother, on your triumphant return!"

  The Tian Shan mountain range stretches for tens of thousands of miles without interruption.

  Tall ancient trees are everywhere, one by one rising into the sky, branches and leaves are very lush and dense, blocking out all the sunlight in the sky, but just right for big and small birds, they stand on the treetops, chirping and making crisp and pleasant calls.

  The tree is quiet and peaceful, but on the ground, killing intent emerges from time to time. Various beasts follow the jungle law, preying on the weak.

  A wild and primitive scene, vividly presented before one's eyes.

  But it's not all wild and primitive in Guizhou, the Monkey Valley has very obvious human traces.

  Of course, these marks cannot be made by humans. The apes are similar to humans, and the Monkey King has lived for a long time, opening up his spiritual wisdom, but unfortunately, he has not found a way to cultivate the power of the demon, so he cannot become a demon.

  "Eagle brother, drink up, don't be polite! If it weren't for you chasing away that old Daoist, my Monkey Clan would still be suffering greatly. This cup is a toast to you!"

  The celebratory feast was proposed by the Monkey King himself, and naturally took place in the Valley of the Monkeys. He had a bright red face, which stood out even more against his white fur, and with both hands he raised a stone cup, tilting his head back to drink in big gulps.

  Zi Lei transformed into an eagle, and his face seemed to have thickened by countless times due to the coverage of feathers. He had forgotten how to write the word "polite". His two feet stood on the stone bench, and with a stretch of his head, he could just reach the wine cup on the stone table, and began to drink loudly.

  "Changing the gourd, but still drinking from the same cup!"

  He drank it all in one breath, but felt very unwell and was extremely dissatisfied, shouting at the little monkey beside him.

  The Monkey King's expression was stifled, his face even redder, hesitating for a moment before gritting his teeth and raising his trembling ape arm to signal the little monkeys to take out the two gourds of monkey wine.

  "Baimao, you're being too petty. It's just monkey wine, let the younger ones work a bit harder and they'll have some. Why make such a fuss?"

  With a swift spread of its wings, the eagle's shadow flashed before the little monkey, its two claws deftly plucking up the two gourds and placing them in front of itself. The hard beak lightly pecked at them, releasing a rich fragrance. Watching the eagle's familiar movements and savoring the drink with such relish, the Monkey King's mouth twitched, almost crying out.

  Too petty?!

  The monkey tribe has a tradition of brewing wine for generations, although only a few calabashes are brewed every year. After many years of accumulation, there is still a lot of stock.

  And although the wine of the monkey is delicious, during the brewing process, a lot of heavenly essence was added. Drinking a small amount can bring many benefits, but if you drink too much at once, it will cause great harm to your body and even lead to explosion and death.

  The Monkey King thought he was pushing others, but it felt like he was touching the sky. Even if he had to endure a thunderstorm for a year, he could still enjoy over a dozen calabashes.

  Who would have thought that Zilei was a freak, every time he drank it was like a cow drinking, never using cups to measure, but instead whole gourds at a time.

  Even with gold and silver mountains, it's still not worth such a waste!

  He was surprisingly powerful in battle, killing the Golden Monkey King as easily as taking something from his pocket. Even when faced with a hail of arrows, he emerged unscathed and retreated, leaving the monkey king to be extremely wary of him, fearing that if he offended him even slightly, he would swallow him whole too, so he had no choice but to supply him begrudgingly.

  But this time it's really out of stock!

  The last two calabashes of Monkey Wine have been placed on the stone table!

  That's the oldest stock he had, it was already in storage when he was the Monkey King, after so many years have passed, saying they are old is not an exaggeration.

  The child is unfilial! He has squandered all the family property left by his ancestors!

  White hair blinked under the eyes, and tears were already rolling!

  "Gurgle, gurgle-"

  Zi Lei buried his head and drank heavily!

  It tastes extremely good!

  The aroma of wine is overwhelming!

  Spicy, sour, sweet!

  As soon as it was swallowed, a warm current rose up, and with that mysterious air flow, it surged to all parts of the body.

  It's been a long time since I've had this feeling!

  I have wine today and I'm drunk today, who cares about tomorrow's worries turning white-haired!

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