GBP Chapter 196 The Clever Monkey Rescues the Enemy and Counters the Powerful Enemy
Chapter 196 The Clever Monkey Rescues the Enemy and Counters the Powerful Enemy
The golden light suddenly contracted, and the guardian spirit's enormous body transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Zhuang Yu!
The violent surge of spiritual energy swept through the valley like a tsunami, sending sand and stones flying and snapping trees in half.
Zhuang Yu felt an overwhelming force rushing towards him, as if the air had solidified into iron, pressing down on his chest and making it difficult to breathe.
"Yao'er, hide behind me!" Zhuang Yu shouted, shielding Wang Yao behind him. He held the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword across his chest and withstood the thunderous blow.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, Zhuang Yu felt his arms tremble violently, his tiger's mouth split open, and an immense force pushed him back several steps, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.
He gritted his teeth, suppressing the surging blood within him, his eyes burning as he stared intently at the golden figure that was approaching once again.
The guardian spirit was incredibly fast, almost turning into a golden light, and each attack carried a world-destroying momentum.
Zhuang Yu dared not be careless in the slightest, pushing his movement technique to its limit, his figure dodging like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the guardian spirit's attacks each time.
"Hmph, this kid does have some skill, actually managing to dodge the guardian spirit's attack." True Monarch Qingyan stood aside, watching coldly, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Little Red, wait until this kid and his guardian spirit are both severely injured before we make our move and wipe them out in one fell swoop!"
"Master is wise!" Xiao Hong flattered from the side, her eyes gleaming with greed, as if she could already see the treasure in her hands.
While dodging the attacks of the guardian spirit, Zhuang Yu also kept an eye on the movements of True Monarch Qingyan and his disciples.
He heard their conversation clearly, and a surge of anger rose within him.
These two despicable people actually tried to reap the benefits without lifting a finger!
He sneered. Trying to get something for nothing?
Not that easy!
The guardian spirit's attacks grew increasingly fierce, and Zhuang Yu gradually began to feel the strain.
While he defended himself, he secretly pondered a countermeasure.
If this continues, his spiritual power will be exhausted sooner or later.
Just then, he suddenly sensed an unusual aura...
Just as Zhuang Yu was feeling somewhat powerless, a crisp squeaking sound entered his ears.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a brown figure dart out of the depths of the valley like lightning, arriving at the center of the battlefield in a few leaps.
It was a nimble monkey with glossy fur and agile body, its eyes bright and lively, as if they held endless cunning.
The appearance of the clever monkey surprised everyone.
Without any fear, it jumped onto the guardian spirit's back, nimbly climbing and leaping across its massive body, constantly tugging at the guardian spirit's golden fur, and occasionally tickling it.
The guardian spirit's attacks suddenly became chaotic and disorganized, and its originally precise offensive became completely haphazard.
The golden light flickered, and the enormous body swayed precariously.
"What... what's going on with this monkey?" True Monarch Qingyan stared in disbelief, the scheming look in his eyes instantly freezing on his face.
He had never seen such a strange scene before: how could an inconspicuous monkey interfere with the guardian spirit's attack?
Zhuang Yu was also taken aback by this sudden turn of events, but a feeling of joy quickly welled up in her heart.
He seized this rare opportunity to catch his breath, while keeping a close eye on the spirit monkey that was jumping up and down on the guardian spirit. He wondered why the little guy was helping him.
There was no time for him to think it over; the most important thing right now was to get out of the current predicament.
However, Zhuang Yu did not take the opportunity to attack the guardian spirit. He knew that although the guardian spirit was powerful, it was not a vicious villain. Its attack was probably just to protect the treasures in the valley.
"Little guy, stop." Zhuang Yu waved to the monkey, signaling it to come back.
He didn't speak, but conveyed his meaning through his eyes.
The monkey seemed to understand his intention, squeaked twice, and then jumped off the guardian spirit and obediently came to Zhuang Yu's side.
Zhuang Yu turned around to face the guardian spirit, slowly sheathed the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword behind him, and said sincerely, "I have no ill intentions. I just want to take away the divine beast cub in the valley. I will not harm you."
The guardian spirit's golden figure flickered a few times. It seemed to understand Zhuang Yu's words, and its originally violent aura gradually subsided, no longer emitting deafening roars.
Its enormous body slowly shrank, eventually transforming into a golden ray of light that hovered in front of Zhuang Yu.
This scene left everyone speechless.
Qingyan Zhenjun and Xiaohong stared wide-eyed in disbelief, their mouths agape in an "O" shape.
How is this going?
This kid actually made up with his guardian spirit?
Was their fight just an act?
Their hearts were filled with resentment, an extreme sense of resentment.
The monkey rubbed against Zhuang Yu's trouser leg, making affectionate squeaks. Zhuang Yu bent down and stroked its head, filled with curiosity.
At this moment, he heard True Monarch Qingyan whisper: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..." True Monarch Qingyan's face changed like a palette of colors. He stared intently at Zhuang Yu and the golden ball of light floating in mid-air. He had planned everything, but he never expected that a spirit monkey that suddenly appeared would ruin his carefully planned scheme.
Is the treasure I've finally got going to just slip away like that?
He is not willing!
Absolutely not!
"Master, are we just going to let this go?" Xiao Hong couldn't swallow his anger. His greedy eyes were fixed on the golden light and the unknown treasure that might exist there. It felt like countless ants were gnawing at his heart.
"This kid must have used some trick; we can't let him get away with this!"
Qingyan Zhenjun gritted his teeth, his heart burning with anger. He had gone to great lengths and risked his life to seize the treasures in the valley, but now his plans had been ruined by some brat who appeared out of nowhere. How could he swallow this insult?
His sinister gaze turned to Zhuang Yu again, "Hmph, this brat thinks everything will be fine just because he reconciled with the guardian spirit? How naive! I, True Monarch Qingyan, am determined to have the treasures in this valley!"
"You two, haven't you had enough yet?" Zhuang Yu's cold voice interrupted Qingyan Zhenjun's plans. He turned around, his gaze sharp as a knife, and stared directly at Qingyan Zhenjun and his disciple.
He didn't want to cause any trouble, but these two guys were just too ungrateful.
In that case, it's no wonder he was ruthless.
With a thought, Zhuang Yu unleashed a powerful surge of spiritual energy. He flipped his palm, and a black halberd exuding an ancient aura appeared in his hand.
The halberd was entirely black, like obsidian, radiating a chilling light. Mysterious runes were carved on it, and faint sounds of thunder could be heard emanating from it.
The air around the halberd seemed to be distorted, making a hissing sound, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
Upon seeing the magical artifact that suddenly appeared in Zhuang Yu's hand, Qingyan Zhenjun and his disciples instantly felt a powerful sense of oppression, as if they were in an ice cave. Their hair stood on end, and a sense of fear surged into their hearts.
They had never seen such a powerful magical artifact before; just sensing the aura it emitted was enough to terrify them.
Is this really something a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages can possess?
Qingyan Zhenjun was shocked. He felt the threat of death, and his greedy desire to seize the treasure subsided by more than half.
But he was unwilling to give up, still harboring a glimmer of hope that the kid was just bluffing.
Just then, Zhuang Yu felt a gentle touch beside him. Wang Yao gently tugged at his clothes, and Zhuang Yu felt the warmth of her palm, which warmed his heart.
Since he transmigrated to this world, Wang Yao has been silently accompanying him, giving him warmth and support, and is the softest part of his heart.
To protect her, he must become stronger!
Zhuang Yu lowered his head, smiled slightly at Wang Yao, and gave her a reassuring look. Then he raised his head and looked at Qingyan Zhenjun and his disciples again. "It seems that some people are destined to seek their own death." He sneered and slowly raised the black halberd in his hand, pointing the tip at Qingyan Zhenjun and his disciples. A chilling killing intent instantly enveloped the entire valley.
"Master..." Xiao Hong sensed the intense killing intent emanating from Zhuang Yu and panicked, involuntarily taking a step back.
Qingyan Zhenjun suppressed his unease, took a deep breath, and tried to say something to stabilize the situation, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could not utter a single word.
Just then, Xiao Hong suddenly moved without warning...
Seeing that the situation was not right, Xiao Hong was terrified, but she was unwilling to surrender.
He glanced at his master, whose face was ashen, gritted his teeth, and, ignoring Qingyan Zhenjun's obstruction, launched a desperate attack on Zhuang Yu.
He summoned a crimson flying sword, its blade ablaze with raging flames, emitting a piercing whistling sound as it hurtled straight toward Zhuang Yu.
"Overestimating yourself!" Zhuang Yu snorted coldly. He didn't move, but simply waved the black halberd in his hand.
A black lightning bolt ripped through the void and struck the flying sword instantly.
With a loud clang, the crimson flying sword flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground. The sword's blade dimmed, and the flames went out.
Xiao Hong's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to be so powerful, breaking his strongest attack with just one move.
Before he could react, a powerful surge of spiritual energy enveloped him. He felt his body stiffen, as if he were being held captive by an invisible hand, unable to move.
He struggled desperately, but it was like sinking into a quagmire; the more he struggled, the tighter the restraints became.
"Little Red!" Upon seeing this, True Monarch Qingyan's eyes widened in fury. He glared angrily at Zhuang Yu and roared, "Boy, you dare to hurt my disciple! I will tear you to pieces!"
Zhuang Yu ignored his threats. He glanced coldly at Qingyan Zhenjun, then turned around and led Wang Yao and the spirit monkey deeper into the valley.
The monkey seemed very familiar with the terrain of the valley. It hopped and skipped ahead, leading the way, occasionally looking back at Zhuang Yu and making cheerful squeaks.
Qingyan Zhenjun watched Zhuang Yu leave, but dared not make any rash moves.
He knew he was no match for Zhuang Yu, and that if he made a rash move, he would only be throwing his life away.
He glanced at the trapped Xiao Hong. He couldn't give up like this. He was determined to get the treasure in the valley!
Zhuang Yu continued onward with Wang Yao and the spirit monkey, sensing that the divine beast cub was nearby.
A faint, sweet fragrance filled the air, refreshing and invigorating.
Suddenly, the monkey stopped in its tracks, pointed to a towering ancient tree in front of it, and squeaked excitedly.
"What's wrong?" Wang Yao asked curiously.
Zhuang Yu looked in the direction the monkey pointed and saw that the ancient tree was lush and verdant, with a thick trunk that would require several people to encircle it.
In the center of the tree trunk, there is a naturally formed hollow that faintly emits a golden light.
"Could it be..." Zhuang Yu's heart stirred. He quickly walked to the ancient tree and cautiously peered into the tree hole.
"Don't go over there..." Wang Yao suddenly grabbed his sleeve, her face pale.
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Yu looked at her in confusion.
Wang Yao didn't speak, but just gripped his sleeve tightly.
A deafening roar suddenly came from the tree hollow...