Chapter 57: Great Victory, Great Leftover

Chapter 57: Great Victory, Great Leftover

< Chapter 57: Great Victory, Great Leftover >

Monkey Head Gang.

The monkey corpses were all laid out in one place, arranged in a row. The high-ranking members of the gang gathered, each looking at the numerous monkey corpses on the ground with grim expressions.

An elder bowed his head, examining for a moment, then performed a hand seal to draw out the toxins from the monkey corpses. The toxins were pitch black, floating in the air like a puff of black smoke, making the air vaguely hot.

"It's fire poison."

"This will be hard to investigate."

Huoshi Mountain was filled with endless geothermal heat, blazing flames, and fire poison. One could say that fire poison was very abundant. When Huoshi Mountain wasn't sealed off, any cultivator who entered the Red Flame Demon Molten Cave could gather fire poison.

With such abundant raw materials, cultivators found it very easy to produce fire poison, making it difficult for the high-ranking members of the Monkey Head Gang to follow this clue and investigate.

Yuan Er's face was very somber.

He had just mobilized all the elders to explain the major crisis the gang was facing. At a time when they urgently needed monkeys to demonstrate their value, a third of his monkey pets had died directly!

The elders all looked at Yuan Er. Their gazes were filled with worry, as well as expectation and scrutiny.

Compared to his father Yuan Yi, Yuan Er had not been in power for many years and had not achieved much, making it hard to win people over.

Now, with the entire gang facing a crisis, could this young cultivator manage the helm?

"Leader, what should we do now?" an elder asked directly, testing him.

Yuan Er thought for a moment. "We can't afford to lose monkey pets!"

"Without demonstrating our value, the business of picking Huoshi fruits will no longer be ours."

"Hurry and go capture or buy other monkeys to supplement our strength!"

The elders frowned one after another.

"Even if we do that, we won't be able to train these monkeys to maturity in a short time."

"At best, it's better than nothing."

"No, I think acting rashly will make things worse. If the training is insufficient, and these monkeys fail in picking Huoshi fruits during the festival, causing explosions in the Huoshi forest, the consequences would be worse for us!"

"You might not know this yet, but there are very few monkeys on the market now. Many monkeys near the immortal city have been captured and killed," an elder spoke up.

"Is that so?" The others were astonished, and Yuan Er also looked over inquiringly.

The elder who spoke nodded. "Recently, the Monster Hunting Association has received a large number of orders to capture wild monkeys alive."

"Even on the black market, there's a high price for monkey pets."

Yuan Er squinted his eyes immediately. "Who is buying them?"

"Could it be the same people who poisoned our monkey pets?"

The elders frowned in deep thought.

Most couldn't help but feel a deep sense of reverence.

Yuan Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave. "Uncle Monkey is sleeping; I'll go wake him."

Everyone hurriedly said, "Let Uncle Monkey sleep until noon. Don't disturb its peaceful dream."

Yuan Er insisted, "That's for you. If I wake it up, there won't be any problem. Don't follow me, or you might irritate Uncle Monkey, and it'll beat you up."

Yuan Er leisurely walked away, and none of the elders dared to follow.

Yuan Er left alone, his back radiating a sense of triumph.

Many elders couldn't help but grumble internally, "He's really riding on the monkey's coattails!"

Yuan Er entered the tent.

There he saw an old ape lying on its side, sleeping soundly.

It was enormous, with thick deep red fur and an extremely robust body.

Its body was covered with scars of various sizes, adding to the old ape's rugged and formidable aura.

Yuan Er instinctively lightened his steps, approached it, and gently called out, "Uncle Dasheng, Uncle Dasheng."

"Dasheng, Dasheng..."

Yuan Dasheng's breathing was long and steady. Amidst the calls, he vaguely dreamt of his old master, Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi, in tattered clothes and with a disheveled appearance, came back holding a wooden bucket, his face beaming with joy. "Look what I managed to get!"

"It's leftovers from Yan Hong Lou. I arrived just in time before they threw it out and managed to grab a whole bucket of it!"

"We're in luck, we're in luck."

Yuan Yi ran to the ape's side and placed the wooden bucket on the ground.

"I gave you the perfect name! Dasheng, Dasheng. Every meal, you get to eat so many leftovers. How fortunate!"

The ape was still growing and had a huge appetite.

It had long smelled the aroma and impatiently plunged its head into the bucket, devouring the food without stopping.

Soon, it had finished all the food.

Just as it sat down, it heard Yuan Yi's stomach growling.

It was momentarily stunned.

Yuan Yi grinned, "Hehe, I've already eaten, I've already eaten!"

The ape's cheeks puffed up, holding the last mouthful of food.

It began to chew more slowly.