Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 327 I Can't Be the Only One Suffering (Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Subscriptions!)
"Is this monkey... the chosen one that Big Brother mentioned?"

Looking at that familiar hairy face and thunderous mouth, Hao Fulishi had a sudden realization, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

He was no ordinary wild bull demon; he originally served under Erlang Shen, recognizing him as his elder brother. Together with five other brothers, they were known as the Six Monsters of Meishan, and were quite famous even among the immortals.

The reason why Haofu Warrior is now in Flaming Mountain is because hundreds of years ago, his elder brother once again suppressed that monkey and returned to Guanjiang Estuary from the Eastern Heavenly Court. After that, he was preoccupied with worries all day long.

Finally, one day, the eldest brother gathered the six monsters of Meishan, including himself, and asked them to hide under the command of the five demon kings who had once besieged the monkey. When the monkey who claimed to be the chosen one of heaven arrived in the future, they would test them.

Because of his racial advantage, Haofu Warrior chose to infiltrate the Flaming Mountain and start as a bull captain. He was quickly discovered by the Bull Demon King, who appreciated him and promoted him to vanguard officer.

As time went on, Hao Fulishi was gradually won over by his charismatic personality, and thus put aside his prejudices and sincerely assisted him, training the demon army for him.

Hundreds of years passed, and he had not seen any so-called chosen one appear. He had almost forgotten about the matter. But now that the Bull Demon King was in trouble, this monkey suddenly appeared, which made Haofu Warrior feel as if he had been in another world.

"This appearance really does resemble the monkey from back then..."

Hao Fulishi glanced at Wu Xian a few times, then, remembering his elder brother's instructions from hundreds of years ago, his eyes darted around. He then pretended not to recognize Wu Xian, raised his giant axe, and with a shout, delivered a Texas-style leaping slash.

Wu Xian smirked, making no attempt to dodge, and simply stood there, bracing his head for the axe blow.

"clang------!!!"

A sound as resounding as a great bell echoed out.

Immediately afterward, amidst blinding sparks, the imposing Xuanhua axe spun like a top and flew into the distance, striking a ghostly archer dozens of meters away and slicing him in two.

As for Hao Fulishi... the enormous reaction force came from his arms and spread throughout his body instantly, making his muscles and bones feel weak. His burly body, which was over three meters tall, staggered backward and finally sat down on the ground with a look of shock on his bull-like face.

What a hard head!
Is that the bronze head and iron brain of that monkey? Such exaggerated recoil force, even the monkey from back then probably couldn't have done this much.

Thinking this, Hao Fulishi suddenly felt a tightness in his ankle, and then the world in front of him began to spin. When he felt a sharp pain in his back, he realized that the little monkey was using him as a sledgehammer and smashing him into the ground, creating a huge crater.

Not only that, but there were also noticeably fewer of the ghostly soldiers around him, which meant that he had just served as a weapon.

That wretched monkey! Does it really think I'm easy to bully?!
Enraged, the White Axe Warrior was about to retaliate when the world plunged into endless spinning and jumping until it was completely plunged into darkness.

Boom!! Boom!! Boom!! Rumble—!!
A minute later, the fireball crashed down on the already devastated battlefield, and Wu Xian dragged the Hao Axe Warrior, who looked like a dead bull, to a corner.

"You...who are you?"

Hao Fushi collapsed to the ground, a hint of fear flashing in his bewildered eyes.

It can only be said that this skill is so powerful that even the gods are afraid of it. After such a series of attacks, the Hao Axe Warrior, who was originally enraged, was completely speechless and asked in a trembling voice.

"Of course he's the chosen one. Didn't your older brother tell you that?"

Wu Xian squatted down and patted the bull horn of the Haofu Warrior. "You might not believe it, but your brothers have already told me all about your purpose and mission. So we're all on the same side, there's no need to keep up the act."

"What! How dare they... Wait, if that's the case, then why did you beat me up just now?" Hao Fu Li Shi stared wide-eyed at Wu Xian with a face full of accusation and a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Wu Xian shrugged and said helplessly:

"There's no way I know all this because I beat up Chang Hao when we were at Black Wind Mountain. In exchange, he made one last request: he couldn't be the only one who suffered. He wanted me to beat up Zhu Zizhen again when we went to Yellow Wind Ridge."

Coincidentally, Zhu Zizhen thought the same thing, and if we follow this logic, it'll eventually be your turn!

Haoaxelishi: "#%￥&%@"

Chang Hao and Zhu Zizhen correspond to the white-robed scholar and the yellow-robed rich man in the Black Myth game. Seeing that Wu Xian could call out their names, Hao Fulishi immediately believed it to be true.

Immediately afterwards, he gritted his teeth and began to swear, deciding that if he ever returned to Guanjiangkou, he would definitely tell his elder brother the truth and teach those traitors who betrayed their brothers a lesson.

Seeing that Hao Fulishi believed his nonsense, Wu Xian chuckled inwardly, but maintained his poker face and changed the subject, saying, "Alright, let's end the test here. Now it's time to get down to business. I know you want to rescue the Bull Demon King, and I don't want to make things difficult for him. However, I must retrieve the Great Sage's manhood, and I need your help with that."

"What do you want me to do?"

Upon hearing this, Haofu Warrior immediately put aside his displeasure and asked seriously, "Do you want me to help you deal with Red Boy?"

"Uh, that's not necessary. After all, you're so weak. I would have a 98% chance of winning against Red Boy, but if you're added to the mix, it might only be a 50/50 chance."

Wu Xian shook his head, expressing his disdain without reservation.

Hao Fulishi glared again. If you don't know, then don't speak. What right do you have to insult Niu?

"Then what else do you need my help with? Destroy the Five Elements Chariot?"

"No! I want you to come with me and help me deal with those ghost soldiers on the road. After all, fighting is physically demanding, and I don't want to fight my way through only to be too exhausted to even lift my staff when we finally encounter Red Boy."

Wu Xian's statement was merely an excuse.

In the game storyline of Black Myth, of the five Meishan Six Monsters, apart from the white ape Yuan Hong (the old monkey might be) who never appeared, only this Haofu Warrior was tragically eliminated, dying under the last Five Elements Chariot.

When they played the game, Wu Xian admired the little calf's loyalty and righteousness, so he would not hesitate to save its life if given the opportunity and the conditions allowed.

"Okay! I'll help you!"

Upon hearing this, Hao Fuli nodded and then tried to stand up to retrieve his weapon. However, he couldn't stand up properly and instead aggravated his injuries, causing him to wince in pain.

"Um, could you lend me a hand?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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