Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 532 The Woodcutter Who Was Arrested by the King of Nanshan!

Dozens of miles away, the seemingly barren mountains stretch endlessly, but inside lies a hidden paradise.

Deep in the desolate mountains, there was an exceptionally magnificent stalactite cave.

Within the grotto, lived a group of lesser demons, led by a tiger demon who had cultivated for a thousand years and called himself the Great King of Nanshan. He possessed the peak cultivation of a Celestial Immortal, and although he was insignificant in the vast Three Realms, he was still considered a tyrant among the demon race in this desolate wilderness.

King Nanshan was originally an ordinary tiger.

In his childhood, he had the good fortune to obtain a manuscript left by an immortal who had fallen in the desolate mountains and wilderness. By chance, he embarked on the path of cultivation.

That immortal was a righteous cultivator from a prestigious sect. Although his cultivation was mediocre, his words were full of righteousness, and even the tiger demon did not become any evil demon.

On a stone seat covered with a thick layer of bear skin, the King of Nanshan lay comfortably.

King Nanshan was in a good mood. Several months ago, a black fox demon came to him seeking refuge.

That black fox demon was quite clever and resourceful, and gave him many good ideas.

For example, if you capture a woodcutter who makes a living by chopping wood at the foot of the mountain, and make the woodcutter's wife come up the mountain to serve him, then a woman serving him is a hundred times better than these little demons.

Of course, the service was simply service, nothing else happened.

The Great King of Nanshan cultivates the orthodox Xuanmen immortal technique. Although it is not of high grade, it has one drawback: one must have a pure Yang body to cultivate it. Once the body is broken, not only will all previous efforts be wasted, but subsequent cultivation will be a hundred times more difficult. The Great King of Nanshan is naturally not a short-sighted person. He has maintained a pure Yang body throughout his cultivation.

Just then, from the long tunnel outside the stone cave came the black fox spirit's joyful voice, "Your Majesty, great joy has occurred! Great joy has occurred!"

The King of Nanshan calmly blew on the exquisite ceramic teacup before speaking unhurriedly, "What happened? Why are you in such a panic? What kind of behavior is this?"

The black fox spirit trotted up to the King of Nanshan and said obsequiously, "Your Majesty, I've caught another woodcutter and brought him up the mountain."

"What's so joyous about catching a woodcutter?"

The King of Nanshan frowned!

"Your Majesty, this woodcutter is no ordinary man. His wife is a renowned beauty for hundreds of miles around. Now that her husband has been captured and taken to the mountain, she will naturally go up to search for him. When the time comes..."

The black fox spirit chuckled, making no attempt to conceal the lewdness on her face.

King Nanshan nodded in satisfaction. "Beauty, very good. I love beauties the most. This was well done."

After saying that, he paused, then said sternly, "But don't forget, we are good demons. We can't lay a finger on those women."

The way the Great King of Nanshan did this was largely due to his practice of pure immortal techniques, which unknowingly purified his heart.

But most importantly, the King of Nanshan is extremely steady!

They are so cautious that they are unwilling to do even the slightest thing, even something with a very low probability.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."

"Okay, go and do it. Oh, and don't mistreat the woodcutter. Give him food and water, and let the couple go down the mountain in a month."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The black fox spirit hurriedly left the stone cave.

At the foot of the barren mountain are sparse villages. These villages are not far apart and have varying populations.

Villages with large populations may have hundreds of households, while those with small populations may have only a dozen or so.

Jiang Liuer and the others rode the Water-Avoiding Golden Crystal Beast, traveling at a leisurely pace.

After about a day, we arrived at the eastern side of the barren mountain, next to a village with a dozen or so households.

Before Jiang Liuer and his group even got close to the village, they heard a series of cries coming from afar.

"What happened up ahead? Let's go take a look."

Jiang Liuer dismounted from the Water-Avoiding Golden Crystal Beast and went straight to the village.

Dozens of people had already gathered at the village entrance.

Among the crowd, the most eye-catching person was a woman in her twenties!

Although she was dressed in coarse cloth and wore a wooden hairpin, her simple attire was still striking. Her beautiful and refined appearance and fair and delicate skin made her stand out.

The little black dragon loved watching a spectacle, and he was the first to squeeze into the crowd. "May I ask everyone, what's going on?"

An old man turned around and looked at Sun Wukong and his group with a wary expression.

Jiang Liuer quickly explained with a smile, "We come from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, and we are on our way to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. Please don't be afraid, please don't be afraid."

Everyone's expressions relaxed. "Oh, they were just a few monks."

The old man's expression relaxed, but he sighed again, pointing to the beautiful woman. "Her husband went up the mountain to chop firewood and gather herbs yesterday, and he hasn't returned this morning. Everyone has been searching all morning, but we still haven't found him. I'm afraid he's probably dead!"

Jiang Liuer's heart skipped a beat. Could it be the work of a monster on this desolate mountain?

Jiang Liuer remained calm and smiled, "So you've lost someone. To be honest, sir, we come from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East. We've encountered countless countries along the way, and we're experts at finding people. Why don't we help you look for them?"

"Is what the elders said true?"

The beautiful woman stopped sobbing, and hope returned to her eyes.

"It is true, of course, but before that, we had traveled for many days and were hungry. We didn't know if there was any vegetarian food in the village."

"We provide vegetarian meals; the elders can eat whatever they want!"

Jiang Liuer and his entourage were respectfully invited to the village and served a large vegetarian meal.

After eating and drinking their fill, they chatted and learned that the beautiful woman's name was Zhao Li Shi, and her husband, the missing woodcutter, was named Zhao Yuan.

After Jiang Liuer and his group left the village, the little black dragon said, "It must have been done by that monster. We'll find out if we capture it and ask it."

Sun Wukong shook his head, "No, no. That monster is nothing to worry about, but it would be bad if he tricked the woodcutter."

"Does Senior Brother have any ideas?"

The little black dragon immediately came closer.

"There is indeed a solution."

Sun Wukong gave a mysterious smile, which immediately piqued everyone's interest.

"Junior Brother Pig, listen up."

Zhu Ganglie obediently came to Sun Wukong's side, and Sun Wukong explained his plan.

Simply put, it means making Zhu Bajie (Pigsy) transform into Zhao Lishi's appearance and go up the mountain.

If the woodcutter is captured by the monsters on the mountain, they will definitely not let Zhao Li go. Once Zhu Ganglie infiltrates the enemy ranks, then when the time comes to take action, there will be no worries about the rear.

Upon hearing this, Pigsy hesitated, "Brother Monkey, this, this..."

He, a dignified marshal of the Heavenly River Navy and a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect, disguised himself as a woman to meet a monster. How could he face people after this got out?

Sun Wukong was not about to give up and tried his best to persuade him. The little black dragon, Sha Wujing, and Jiang Liuer also took turns to persuade him, and finally they convinced Zhu Ganglie.

Reluctantly transforming into Zhao Li's appearance, Zhu Ganglie carried a basket up the mountain alone.

Sun Wukong and his companions concealed their presence and quietly followed behind Zhu Ganglie, waiting for an opportunity to act.

Inside the stalactite cave, the black fox spirit seemed to have caught a whiff of something; her eyes suddenly sharpened. "They're here!"

"My little ones, come with me."

At the black fox spirit's command, more than a dozen tiger demons immediately followed her out of the stalactite cave.

(End of this chapter)