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

Chapter 334 I'm going to beat you up, you ungrateful wretch! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)

Upon seeing the purple-gold gourd in Wu Xian's hand, Red Boy's eyes suddenly narrowed. No matter how high his acting skills were, he couldn't help but retreat rapidly and assume a defensive stance.

Red Boy was no ignorant mountain demon. He had served as the Sudhana under Guanyin Bodhisattva, and his mother, Princess Iron Fan, was a disciple of Laozi. Naturally, he knew the power of the Purple Gold Gourd, which could trap enemies inside and refine them alive.

Feeling nervous, Red Boy instinctively closed his eyes, waiting for the gourd to take him away.

However, after several seconds, he remained standing in the same spot, as if nothing had happened, before tentatively opening his eyes.

He saw Wu Xian across from him, looking at him with a half-smile, and the purple-gold gourd in his hand was still sealed, clearly indicating that his previous words were just a trick.

Red Boy's face turned somewhat ugly, knowing that his identity might have been exposed, but he still tried to struggle. He twitched his lips and said with an innocent and confused expression, "Brother Monkey, why did you call out my brother's name just now? Has he already arrived here?"

"Hehe! Yes, he arrived a long time ago."

Wu Xian curled the corners of his mouth, tossed the purple-gold gourd in his hand, and put it into his ear canal under Red Boy's wary gaze.

Okay, this is actually a kind of supernatural power called "Sumeru Ring," which was passed down to him by the old monkey of Flower Fruit Mountain. It's similar to the Taoist "Universe in the Sleeve," where he usually keeps the magical treasures, weapons, and elixirs he acquires.

"Brother Monkey, you mean..."

Hao Fulishi understood the implied meaning in those words, and coupled with Pingping's reaction earlier, he finally realized what was going on. He immediately distanced himself from her and said in a deep voice, "Miss Pingping, is she in cahoots with Red Boy?"

Wu Xian rolled his eyes and retorted, "Brother Niu, brains are a good thing, but you don't have to force yourself to have one."

"what?!"

Hao Fuli was dumbfounded. Why was he being scolded?

"Hehehe——"

At this moment, Pingping, who had been acting coy, suddenly laughed, her voice full of sarcasm: "He's right, it's already so obvious, yet you still haven't guessed my identity... As expected, you bull demons are all single-minded fools!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a crimson mist of light instantly enveloped Pingping's body.

In the distorted light and shadow, the petite and charming fox-eared girl had vanished without a trace, replaced by a strange boy with white hair and red skin, wielding a fire-tipped spear.

"Red Boy!!"

Hao Fushi's eyes widened. Thinking of how foolish he had been in front of Wu Xian, defending him so much, he was instantly enraged. He raised his Xuanhua axe and swung it at Hong Hai'er.

"Humph! It's too much!"

Red Boy sneered. He might not be able to beat Wu Xian, but who did this stupid ox think it was, daring to become his opponent?

The fire-tipped spear thrust out instantly, striking the weak spot on the Xuanhua battle axe, causing it to deflect. At the same time, the spear swept out again, striking the bull's head.

Buzz—! ! !
At the critical moment, a white light flashed and smashed towards Red Boy's head.

Red Boy caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and alarm bells immediately went off in his mind. He quickly stopped swinging his Fire-Tipped Spear, held it horizontally in front of him, and blocked the white light.

With a clang, a terrifying force struck, and Red Boy was forced back ten feet, leaving two deep trenches in the ground beneath his feet.

"hateful!!"

Red Boy endured the throbbing pain in his arm bones, gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, and looked in the direction from which the white light was coming. He saw Wu Xian rapidly spinning the Vajra Bracelet around with one finger, his face still bearing that damned mocking smile, which infuriated anyone who saw it.

"Kid, you don't think I'll just stand by and watch, do you? Or do you think revenge is just about fighting the enemy one-on-one?" Wu Xian looked at the defiant Red Boy and couldn't help but find it amusing.

"You...what do you know?!"

Upon hearing the word "revenge," Red Boy's eyes suddenly changed. He pointed his gun at Wu Xian with a fierce expression, giving off a sense of bluster rather than genuine strength.

"I've seen everything in this guy's head, both what you know and what you don't."

Wu Xian stomped on the unconscious Flaming Mountain Earth Spirit on the ground, his face full of disgust, then looked at Red Boy and mocked:
"The prince of the Yaksha clan, is that right? It seems I was right about at least one thing: the Mighty King did indeed raise someone else's son for many years, and even raised a heartless ingrate. Just for a root talent whose specific effects are unknown, he even had the heart to harm his adoptive father who had loved him for many years..."

"If I had known this would happen, my Great Sage should have killed you back then, otherwise none of this mess would have happened today."

"Shut up! You don't understand anything at all!!"

Red Boy's forehead veins bulged.

Here we go again, it's that same feeling. This stinky monkey is not only incredibly strong, but his mouth is also incredibly talkative, making you want to tear him to pieces and making it impossible to maintain even the most basic composure.

To be fair, he must have some skill; otherwise, with that mouth of his, he would never have made it to the Flaming Mountains alive.

"What, you dare to do it but you don't allow others to talk about it?"

Wu Xian sneered, then withdrew the Vajra Bracelet and touched his ear. A long, pale spear suddenly appeared in his palm.

He held it up in front of him, pointed it at Red Boy who was filled with resentment, and said with a disdainful expression, "Come on, didn't you want my potential? Let me see if you have the ability."

This is a weapon named Chu Bai Spear that Wu Xian obtained after completing the task of collecting the essences of four demon generals by the third prince of the Sand Kingdom, Xiao Zhang, when he was on the Little Western Paradise map.

This gun isn't of very high quality, only a special item, far inferior to the divine-grade Flying Dragon Staff, but it wins in terms of its beautiful design and cool moves, and is quite popular among players.

In addition, since Red Boy uses a flame gun, Wu Xian's intention to teach him a lesson with his gun skills is a strange and perverse pleasure.

"Arrogant!!"

Seeing Wu Xian take out a broken spear to provoke him, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. Just as he was about to use Samadhi True Fire to teach him a lesson, he suddenly felt a tremor in his heart. A dark shadow flashed before his eyes, and the pale spear was already whistling as it pierced towards him.

So fast!

Red Boy felt a chill run down his spine and almost instinctively raised his Fire-Tipped Spear to block, avoiding being shot in the head.

A crisp clang of metal clashing rang out, and the familiar, brute force emanated from the Fire-Tipped Spear. Fortunately, he was prepared this time and used the force to quickly spin around, then thrust out a backhanded spear strike.

Clang clang clang clang clang clang!

The bright red spear tip, like a dancing sprite, under Red Boy's skillful manipulation, bloomed into flickering flame lotuses in mid-air, clinging tightly to Wu Xian's figure.

However, his Fire-Tipped Spear was fast, but Wu Xian's White-Clad Spear was even faster, and he always managed to get there first.

No matter from which angle Red Boy attacks, how the rhythm of the battle changes, or how his spear technique shifts between feints and real attacks, Wu Xian can interrupt his offensive in the first instance.

This feeling was as if his power hadn't even been unleashed before it was forcibly withdrawn, leaving him so frustrated he felt like he was about to vomit blood.

(End of this chapter)