Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 438 Free Love, Don't Mind Yourself

Changzhou.

Monkey King stood on the hilltop, once again donning that pot-lid-like hat, and with his curved neck pointing towards the sky like a pigeon.

This time, however, Zhang Ze was not by his side, nor was the golden pangolin, and there was no floating mountain above his head.

Instead, several fireflies flew around him, making constant purring noises.

After the fireflies flew around him for a while, they said goodbye and disappeared.

Monkey King gripped the iron rod in his hand, feeling the warmth of the metal, yet he was still somewhat dazed.

It felt as if that wonderful adventure from a few months ago was just a dream I had last night.

However, everything around him reminded him that those experiences were real.

"Husband, haven't you already handed over your shift? Why aren't you home yet?" A soft voice sounded from behind.

Monkey King, who was secretly married, turned around and looked at his petite wife, grinning from ear to ear.

"Go home, go home."

Zhang Ze wasn't lying to him. After Monkey King rested at Qianji Pavilion for a few days, Zhang Ze arranged a series of social events and blind dates for him.

And Monkey King finally got his wish and met the goddesses of his dreams.

But then Monkey King suddenly realized that those cow ladies seemed a little too big for him.

In every sense of the word.

Monkey King considers himself a big shot among the monkeys of Changzhou. Standing at 1.7 meters tall with shoes on, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he could touch the sky.

However, after venturing out, I discovered that the outside world seemed excessively large.

Especially those cow girls.

Those cow-girls, whether they are outgoing or gentle, no matter what their personality is, they all exude a strong sense of pressure just by standing in front of you.

Some of them were so tall they were frightening.

Monkey King estimated that even if he stood on tiptoe, he would only reach the location of the woman's xiphoid process.

So, after several physiognomy sessions, Monkey suddenly realized that he had been a bit too arrogant before.

When I saw it in person, I realized that Grandpa was right all along.

'Bigger isn't necessarily more beautiful.'

Smaller is better; smaller is cuter.

The old monkey master Bai Shounan once said this.

So, after finally understanding his grandfather's lifelong wisdom, Monkey King, by chance, fell in love at first sight with his current wife, Yao Mei, a member of the cat demon clan.

Yao Mei is gentle and considerate. Her two little tiger teeth are so cute when she smiles that they melt anyone's heart.

Since both of them were single, there was no need for an elaborate ceremony. After shamelessly asking Zhang Ze to be their witness, they got married in a flash.

After obtaining Yao Mei's consent, Monkey King took his beautiful wife back to Changzhou.

Just like how awesome he was as a little monkey before, Monkey King realized that he didn't really like the outside world that much.

There are too many people in Qingjing, the north is too cold, the east is foggy, and the west is too dry.

After traveling around, he felt that home was still the most comfortable place.

Besides, there are still many things to do back home.

We need talents like him.

……

After completing the check-in and handover using the small walnut, Monkey Brother took his wife's hand, ready to go home.

Just before leaving, Monkey King looked back one last time in the direction of Rainfall Mountain.

The once-prosperous Luoyu Mountain is no more; in its place stands a massive golden platform and an even larger floating mountain.

Monkey King had seen that floating mountain in the Thousand Machines Pavilion. It was called Spirit Deer Valley. It was said to be home to countless spiritual plants and rare beasts, and even the ancient dragon that slept there. It was truly wondrous, but unfortunately, he had never been there.

As for the platform, Monkey Brother doesn't recognize it.

Every day, one can see cultivators, whose numbers are negligible compared to the platform, constantly adding all sorts of strange magical artifacts to it.

And not long after they were installed, they were all removed.

It is estimated that some kind of attempt or experiment is being conducted.

Judging from the progress, it will still be some time before it is completed.

As for what this platform is specifically intended for, Monkey Brother doesn't know, and he's too lazy to ask.

In any case, Qianji Pavilion is always right.

If he absolutely had to guess, he would guess it was a cannon.

But what he really cares about, and what he's been doing lately, is actually something else entirely.

That is, to help restore this wasteland and bring life back to this area within a hundred miles.

Shifting his gaze from the golden platform, Monkey King looked at the achievements he and his companions had made during this time.

Small oases dot the scorched earth like jewels reflecting the starry sky.

The oasis is teeming with life, and fireflies dance among its branches.

Near each oasis, there is a fallen floating mountain, but instead of plunging straight into the wasteland, it is gently lifted up, and the ecology of the floating mountain is recovering.

Roots and vines emerging from the wasteland lifted up these floating mountains, which had lost their buoyancy due to the awakening of Changzhou, in an incredible way.

Monkey King heard that those roots were the work of Medicine King Valley.

The wooden fairy, known as Xiaoxue, fused a portion of her roots with a small section of divine wood and a part of the roots of her mother tree.

Using this method, the cultivators of Medicine King Valley once again channeled the power of the Mother Tree back into this lifeless land.

As these roots were drawn back, they also severed the power of this wasteland, dividing it into isolated islands.

As the wasteland is cut up, the difficulty of purification is reduced exponentially.

With this ebb and flow, given time, as the oasis expands and reconnects with the surrounding land, Mount Fu will once again be lifted into the sky, and the place will likely return to its original state.

Monkey King thought that if it could be done within a radius of a hundred miles, then it could be done within a radius of ten thousand miles or even tens of millions of miles.

Perhaps, by the time their grandchildren reach that generation, the legendary wasteland of Zhongzhou will have been completely purified.

"Let's go... the food's getting cold." The wife gently scratched the monkey's lower back with her tail.

Monkey King was stunned for a long time again.

"Alright, alright, let's go." Monkey King put away his iron rod, took off his big hat, held it in his arms, and walked home with his wife in one hand and the pigeon in the other.

It wasn't the Water Curtain Cave on the sea cliff, but the Qianji Pavilion watchtower not far away.

Currently, these forest rangers all live in the tower, with three groups of people living in each tower, taking turns to perform tasks such as guarding the tower, patrolling, and collecting and planting materials.

Thanks to the unique design of the Thousand Machine Pavilion, the environment inside the tower is quite comfortable, and the personal space is quiet and private enough.

Even a married couple wouldn't feel any constraint or embarrassment living there.

"What are we having for dinner tonight?" Monkey asked.

"Yes, let's eat pigeon meat." Monkey's wife teased the little pigeon with a smile. This was a new hobby she had developed since coming to Changzhou, and she enjoyed it every day.

This time, however, Little Pigeon's reaction was a bit too intense.

It suddenly stretched its neck and cried out.

Monkey King's wife was startled and panicked for a moment, thinking that she had gone too far with her joke.

"I...I didn't mean to." "Don't panic, it's not your fault." Monkey King's expression was solemn. As he spoke, he activated a ring hanging from his waist.

The ring is a protective magical artifact issued by Medicine King Valley to these low-level cultivators, which can handle most dangers in an emergency.

The green glow instantly enveloped the two demons and the pigeon, and at the same time, the message of danger was relayed back to the watchtower.

Every time the little pigeon makes that sound, it means it senses danger, but doesn't know where the danger is coming from.

So... although Monkey King kept telling himself not to panic, he was still a little nervous because he didn't know where the danger was coming from.

The floating mountain is no longer overhead; could the danger be coming from underground?

Just as he was thinking this, Monkey King suddenly swayed and flew away with his wife and little pigeon in his arms.

The green light protecting him solidified into a tangible form, barely managing to block the attack.

Immediately afterwards, a roar erupted.

The protective glow couldn't completely block out this soul-shaking roar. Monkey King felt dizzy and his head was about to split open. If he hadn't often listened to Little Pigeon's howling and hadn't trained properly, he probably would have lost consciousness on the spot.

With great effort, Monkey King opened his eyes and saw clearly what had attacked him and his wife.

A calamity.

A chaotic monster born from the wasteland, capable of casting random spells; that roar just now, I wonder if it was the Lion's Roar of Buddhism.

Monkey King suddenly felt a pang of regret, realizing that he had been too careless and too lax.

The mission briefing had clearly warned of a potential calamity, yet he still brought his wife along. He wondered how long this protective artifact could hold out, and when the watchtower's rescue would arrive.

However, the calamity did not give Monkey King a chance to regret it. It transformed into a blur and pounced forward, its three giant claws slamming into the protective glow like heavy hammers.

As the protective amulet at his waist reached its limit, the fluorescent light vanished instantly.

"It's over."

Monkey instinctively shielded his wife and little pigeon beneath him.

Just when Monkey King thought he was doomed, he suddenly felt a release beneath him, and his wife disappeared.

The next moment, a foul wind arose, and a cold glint flashed in Monkey King's peripheral vision, while a tiger's roar shook his courage.

"Get out! I finally got married! And this bastard wants to make me a widow?!"

……

Little Pigeon's long neck peeked out from under Monkey King, its big eyes wide open as it stared blankly at its new sister-in-law.

Her figure was still as petite as ever, but now she held a three-meter-long cleaver in her hand, and her small tail had thickened several times over, with black stripes around it.

Behind her sister-in-law, the phantom of a striped tiger appeared and disappeared intermittently.

The calamity that was just moments ago so arrogant has now been chopped into several pieces...

Monkey King was a little confused.

"No...that's not what you said on the blind date!"

'She was supposed to be a kitten girl who had just reached the Foundation Establishment stage and whose true form was an orange cat... how did she become a powerful demon with at least the Golden Core stage?'

Monkey King and Little Pigeon were both dumbfounded, but Yao Mei remained vigilant.

In the blink of an eye, she unleashed several more slashes, and a pool of blood appeared beneath her feet, churning and surging, creating waves of crimson.

Several more calamities that appeared out of nowhere were cut into pieces by her.

But soon, more calamities emerged, and at the same time, the power of these newly appearing calamities began to increase.

"You go first! I'll stop you!" Yao Mei shouted, throwing half of the tiger tally into Monkey King's hand at the same time.

She also felt a bit of pressure at this moment, wondering if she could stop them all.

Fortunately, reinforcements from the watchtower arrived.

The watchtower began to transform, and in an instant it came to life, turning into a silver giraffe that leaped to the brink of disaster.

Trampling, shaking, the weak calamity was annihilated in one blow.

Silver liquid metal dripped down, protecting Monkey King within.

Then, the silver giraffe kicked out, sending the remaining undead calamities flying into the sky.

The silver metal transformed into a torrential rain that enveloped the calamities, turning them to dust in the blink of an eye.

After the disinfection was completed, Xiangxiang's projection floated down from the head of the silver giraffe. At the same time, she waved her hand and descended the stairs, gesturing for Yaomei to come in first.

"Bai...Lord Bai?" Yao Mei asked in surprise when she saw Xiang Xiang.

"I'm just passing by, don't worry about me, you guys continue."

After saying that, Xiangxiang's projection rippled and then disappeared without a trace.

……

Inside the watchtower.

Monkey looked at his wife with a complicated expression.

"you……"

"I, I... I didn't mean to lie to you." Yao Mei had already put away the greatsword passed down from her ancestors and looked at Monkey King shyly.

"And I wasn't lying, was I? You... just tell me if I'm orange, like a cat..."

Monkey scratched his head, and it seemed that it really was... the tiger... it was indeed orange.

"You..." Monkey King wanted to say something, but he didn't finish his sentence.

"I'm sincere, I didn't mean to lie to you. Please don't leave me, I..." Yao Mei wanted to step forward, but she was afraid of scaring Monkey King, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

Only then did Monkey King find an opening to finish his sentence.

"Yao-mei, you're not going to eat me, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Mei shook her head vigorously, like a rattle drum.

Monkey King remained silent for a while, seemingly preparing himself mentally, before getting up and hugging Yao Mei.

Monkey King, "I believe you."

Yao Mei, "..."

Sometimes a few words or a single gesture can be more powerful than a thousand words.

……

Linglu Valley.

Xiangxiang crawled out of some kind of port on a television set, just like Sadako.

She looked around and realized that she was in the underground of Linglu Valley. Looking at the dilapidated things around her, she found that most of them were sticky and gooey, and she knew from the electrical outlets that they were the work of Fu Ji.

It's estimated that it was placed at this port of Linglu Valley, and because it hadn't been used for a long time, Fu Ji treated it as a collectible and moved it here.

With a sigh, Xiangxiang crawled back inside.

After several attempts, Xiangxiang finally reached the canopy of Linglu Valley and emerged from under a fountain.

As soon as she came out, Xiangxiang found the turtle she was looking for.

"Well……"

Xiangxiang found it hard to describe her feelings at that moment, because she saw a gloomy face on the turtle's face, with the words "Life is so hard" appearing on its face.

In particular, this tortoise is a Zhuluo...

(End of this chapter)