Journey to the West: The Immortal Clan Begins by Feeding Monkeys at Five Elements Mountain

Chapter 122 The Demon is Exorcised with Brawler's Sticks, the White-Clad Girl
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi frowned and paused slightly.

Those mountain demons, ever since Master Liu ruthlessly slaughtered them and caused several bloody battles in the mountains, have vanished like rats that have caught wind of the storm.

It's been quite a few years since they've caused any trouble.

Why are they suddenly causing trouble at this time?

After a moment's thought, he realized that since the other party only mentioned the "bear demon," they were probably just waiting for an opportunity to roam around, and it wasn't enough to threaten their core.

With a thought, she raised her hand and pointed at Jiang Feng: "Take your brother back to the house, and don't let him run around."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and went into the house, casually picking up his usual dark wooden stick from the corner of the wall.

The staff was jet black and shiny. As soon as it was in the palm of my hand, it seemed to come alive. With a flick of my wrist, it faintly shimmered with a dark light.

With a slight lift of his breath and a light spin under his feet, he moved like the wind through the treetops, covering more than ten steps before disappearing into the direction of the villa in the blink of an eye.

As we traveled along, we realized that these two villages were quite spacious and impressive.

Most of the disciples from the early days of the Gujin Gang have now started families and established careers.

Some went out to seek their fortunes, while many others found work under Jiang Liang.

The people who remained in the village were no longer the farmers who made a living by farming.

Each of them was physically strong, had a long and steady breath, and possessed more energy than the average person. When they swung their hoes, their strength was not much less than that of a calf.

Those few barren plots of land were no match for the mischief these people were causing.

For these people, clearing mountains and cultivating land is nothing more than a matter of a quick movement of the muscles and a breath of air.

The shrub-covered hilltop can be cleared into patches of thin farmland in just over a month.

And so, the village quietly expanded, acre by acre, towards the foot of the mountain and the middle of the ridge.

Looking back now, the houses around the village are much denser, and the smoke rising from the chimneys is quite impressive.

Compared to its former humble, unassuming appearance, it now truly resembles a respectable place.

If this momentum continues, once the next generation of members of the Ancient and Modern Gang have all graduated and established themselves, they will gain more confidence and more methods.

It's only a matter of time before Liujiazhuangzi is incorporated into Liangjie Village.

Before they even reached Liu Family Village, the commotion ahead had already spread.

The clanging of metal, mixed with the roars of beasts and shouts of men, made it clear from afar that this was no joke.

Jiang Yi slightly raised his foot, his body swayed, and in the blink of an eye, he leaped onto a high slope in front of him.

Looking up, I came face to face with the "bear demon".

The beast was over ten feet tall, its entire body covered in tangled, gray-black fur that looked as coarse and stiff as if it had been scorched by fire.

Its fangs grow outwards, its eyes are bloodshot, and its expression subtly reveals a ruthless and stubborn nature that seems to understand human intentions.

Unlike ordinary wild beasts that rampage recklessly, it seemed to be holding back a raging fire, determined to uproot the Liu family village before it would stop.

The one facing off in the arena was Liu Zi'an, the young master of the Liu family.

He was no longer the boy he once was; he was now very composed.

His brows and eyes were calm, his breath was long and steady, and his blood and qi circulated like a fire in a furnace, both stable and hot. Clearly, he had long been focused and his mind was as still as a deep pool.

The steel fork in his hand was impenetrable, its solidity revealing a touch of skill.

Two attendants, one tall and one short, stood to the left and right, one wielding a knife and the other an axe, moving in front and behind, their coordination quite skillful.

The three of them moved up and down, attacking and defending in tandem, managing to entangle the bear demon in the formation and hold it tightly.

But that beast had an unusually rough skin and thick flesh, and it didn't just rely on its flesh to hold it up.

When the knife or axe fell, it not only failed to penetrate, but instead stirred up a layer of gray-black earthy light, as if the earth's energy was rebounding, which could dissipate seven or eight parts of the force.

Occasionally, a few attacks would land squarely, but at most a few hairs would be pulled off, without even a drop of blood.

The bear demon ignored all of this and charged headlong into the village.

Its expression was fierce, yet its eyes held a kind of obsession that shouldn't belong to a wild beast, as if something truly was hidden in the village, bewitching its soul.

Jiang Yi stood on the hilltop, tapping the hem of his clothes lightly with two fingers under his sleeve, showing little surprise in his eyes.

These three demons were indeed able to mobilize spiritual energy and primordial energy. The gray light protecting their bodies was one of the outward-emitting primordial energy. Even if it did not become a spell, it was already beyond the reach of ordinary people.

If things continue like this, the Liu family probably won't be able to hold out.

He raised an eyebrow, took a step, and his figure swept down.

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, he stepped straight into the place where the winds swirled and clashed.

Before the body even arrived, the stick had already moved.

An ordinary wooden stick, when shaken by him, rolled like a dragon or snake, its momentum rising like waves pushing mountains, with a faint thunderous sound emanating from its bones.

The energy originates from the dantian, layer upon layer, inch by inch, penetrating the tip of the staff.

For the past three years, Jiang Yi has never put down the stick in his hand, from dawn till dusk, as the sundial flows by.

He had never stopped contemplating, and the two faint lights in his soul were no longer as dim as before; they were now so bright that people dared not look directly at them. Now, guiding his breath was only a matter of a thought; his energy moved at will, and the staff moved with its own power. He had mastered the technique to perfection.

The bear demon was originally agitated by Liu Zian and his two companions, his muscles churning and saliva dripping from his mouth.

Just as he was about to charge forward with fierce determination, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the side.

The wind was neither howling nor whistling, yet it was as heavy as a mountain; the staff, imbued with energy, swept over in a single stroke.

Even the gray-black earthen light that protected it was scattered before it could solidify.

"Snapped!"

With a dull thud, like thunder rumbling from the eaves, the stick struck the bear's armored back, a solid blow that sounded like leather exploding.

That blow really hit its flesh.

The bear demon shuddered, roared to the sky, its voice piercing the forest, its fangs bared, a foul wind rose, and its eyes glowed red as if about to burst forth.

This blow not only hurt its skin, but also ignited the rage in its heart.

Instead of retreating, it charged forward with all its might, its enormous body, carrying a foul stench, rushing towards us as if it wanted to crush us and the ground together.

Liu Zian gritted his teeth and blocked the way, sweat beading on his brow, but he didn't retreat a single step, forcibly leading the beast to circle outside the village.

His vest was already soaked with sweat, and his breath was starting to rumble.

The two attendants behind him, one tall and one short, were also panting heavily, their steps becoming unsteady, and the force with which they wielded their swords and axes was no longer as smooth as before.

Seeing the formation gradually fall apart, Jiang Yi remained calm and composed, his hand holding the stick slightly lowered.

The two faint lights deep within his soul also lit up, like flames from a lamp wick, burning ever brighter.

His eyes narrowed, and taking advantage of the beast being entangled in one corner, he took a step forward, his figure moving like a shadow, silently approaching.

The stick rose like waves, its force overwhelming the sea; the blows were relentless and merciless.

This set of blows is relentless and relentless, with the stick moving with the person and the breath following the stick. The stick tip strikes the ground with thunderous force, and the rise and fall are like the sound of a morning bell and evening drum, each sound penetrating to the bone.

Every strike was precise and accurate, targeting the inch of dead flesh beneath the bear demon's shoulder blade.

At first, the beast, relying on its thick skin and hard bones, thought it was just scratching an itch, but as it endured it, it realized something was wrong.

Its feet swayed slightly, its shoulders trembled, and its two large, copper-bell-sized eyes flashed with a fierce light as it stared intently at Jiang Yi.

After receiving two more heavy blows, his eyes held a mixture of resentment and anger.

Suddenly, he roared, creating a gust of dust that forced the group away. Then, he turned and ran.

Without even turning its head, with its tail tucked tightly between its legs, it darted into the forest and disappeared without a trace, as if its feet were greased.

All that remained was a mess of rubble and debris, its labored, resentful groan echoing in the wind, like a tyrannical man who had suffered a loss but dared not retaliate.

Seeing the enormous creature dart into the woods with its tail between its legs, Liu Zian and the others didn't dare to give chase.

They stood there panting heavily, their blood surging, and their expressions carried a calmness that came from surviving a calamity.

Some people asked about the injury in a low voice, while others raised their hands to wipe away sweat.

Only Jiang Yi stood still, his wooden stick tapping slightly, the aura between his brows not dissipating but still lingering.

He shook his wrist, and his knuckles cracked a few times, but he felt rather uncomfortable.

This beast just had to pick such an inopportune time to sneak up.

If Jiang Liang were in the village today, he would at least have scratched a few deep marks on the monster's bear skin, if not keep it there.

That kid was lucky. By a twist of fate, he visualized his soul and obtained the Mind-Stabilizing Method. For three years, he never lacked Mind-Stabilizing Pills.

Now he has gradually made some progress, and he can use his mind to control his breath. With a slight lift, he can generate strength in his bones and Qi in his dantian.

Three years ago, I could hold my own against him for thirty or fifty moves, a real back-and-forth battle, but now...

To say that I couldn't last ten moves was already an exaggeration, out of consideration for my reputation.

After Liu Zian and the others had caught their breath, Jiang Yi slowly approached them, his tone carrying a hint of probing:
"Why did that beast suddenly come out of the woods? And it kept pushing its way into the village... Judging by its posture, it was fighting for its life."

He had clearly seen the ferocity just now, and it really didn't seem like the work of an ordinary wild beast.

Upon hearing this, Liu Zian turned around and walked to the gate of the manor, pushing the door open with a creak.

The courtyard was quite quiet at the moment. Several servants moved about in hushed tones. In the center, on a straw mat, lay a small figure.

It was a little girl in white, about five or six years old, with a very pretty face, but at this moment her eyes were closed and she was unconscious.

Madam Liu sat to the side, her expression solemn, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Liu Zian slowed his pace and his tone became more serious:

"That bear demon chased her all the way here."

He paused, his gaze sweeping lightly over the little girl's face, before continuing:
“Our Liu family village has always upheld the ancestral precept of escorting travelers. Seeing her being chased and killed by a demon, we could not stand idly by, so we stepped in to save her.”

(End of this chapter)