Becoming a god starting from the weasel

The massive body landed steadily, the mandrill exuding a fierce aura, followed by several timid macaques that dared not approach.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes and gently probed, and surprisingly, he detected a faint spiritual energy emanating from the ferocious beast.

"But that's all there is to it; the spiritual energy is simply insufficient."

The spiritual energy was peaceful and there was no fatal danger. Chen Yang lowered his gaze and, through the messy fur on the mandrill's belly, saw a hideous, festering old wound that had long since deteriorated.

At this moment, the wounded mandrill also noticed Chen Yang's presence. It stared intently at him, its expression changing several times. First, it was cruel and violent, then confused and bewildered, and finally, it turned into deep vigilance!

The mandrill reared up, pounded its chest, and roared, its bristles standing on end, its ferocious aura sweeping across the surroundings! It clearly regarded Chen Yang as an invading enemy!

It strode forward, rushed to the three fleeing macaques, reached out with its long arms, grabbed two of the lagging macaques, and swung them off the ground with a powerful swing! Then they collided violently! Immediately, screams of agony filled the air!

Seeing his subordinates defeated, the mandrill's face showed an arrogant and triumphant expression. At this moment, the black-haired macaque had already fled behind Chen Yang, but couldn't help but look back, his expression conflicted.

But he still picked up the rock that had been thrown at Chen Yang earlier! Then he rushed back and bared his teeth at the mandrill! It seemed he was going to stand up for it.

Chen Yang simply watched quietly, finding it somewhat interesting.

But the mandrill completely ignored the black fur, its eyes fixed on Chen Yang, clearly regarding him as its only opponent!

Chen Yang also felt that gaze, but his eyes gradually turned cold and a murderous thought arose in his heart.

Chen Yang only wanted to pick some fruit and look for an opportunity, but he was inexplicably hit when he came in, and he only planned to let it go with a minor punishment.

However, this mandrill seemed fierce and tyrannical, determined to make things difficult for him. Since the other party showed no sign of yielding, Chen Yang naturally had no reason to back down.

With a weapon in hand, the will to kill arises! Since the other party is determined to seek death, don't blame me for being ruthless. Chen Yang's aura suddenly darkened, ready to strike at any moment.

  

Seeing this, Black Hair wanted to protect Chen Yang, so he rushed forward and stood directly in front of Chen Yang, gesturing repeatedly, pointing to himself and Chen Yang, urgently signaling him to leave quickly.

This action was particularly irritating to the mandrill. It stared at Chen Yang, its eyes blazing with greed! It licked its fangs, already regarding Chen Yang as prey to be hunted.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, his chill penetrating to the bone. Just as Black Hair gripped the stone, preparing for a desperate fight, a pale yellow spiritual light suddenly shot out from Black Hair's side!

The light flashed for two or three meters in an instant, piercing directly through the mandrill's head, shattering its previously ferocious head! The massive body crashed to the ground, leaving only the severed neck from which blood flowed.

Black Hair, who had already rushed forward, froze on the spot, his face full of confusion. He turned around blankly to look at Chen Yang, who was calmly making hand gestures with his fingertips.

Chen Yang remained expressionless as he slowly withdrew his fingers, lightly touching the sickle at his waist with his right hand. He scanned his surroundings, wary of any unusual movements from the remaining macaques.

But Chen Yang was overthinking it. The mandrill that dominated Monkey Valley and bullied the monkeys was instantly killed by Chen Yang! With such extraordinary abilities, how could any macaque dare to make a move?

Black Fur's legs went weak, and it knelt down with a thud. Its mind was shaken and filled with fear. How could it have dared to think it could protect this king? It was simply courting death!

The beast horde has a strict hierarchy, and it is a grave taboo for subordinates to overstep their bounds and fight on behalf of their lord. Upon thinking of this, Black Fur trembled all over, fearing that he would bring about his own death.

The other macaques that had followed the mandrill were terrified and fled, climbing trees and disappearing without a trace.

Only the black-haired macaque kneeling and trembling remained in the valley. Although Chen Yang didn't understand what was going on, the black-haired macaque in front of him seemed to have submitted.

Chen Yang slowly stepped forward, raised his hand to stroke the top of Black Hair's head, and activated the Seal Technique. A faint white thread of energy instantly connected his fate with Black Hair's.

Under the watchful eye of the unseen, Chen Yang saw that a sliver of life light had condensed on the top of the black hair's head, but its texture was thin and its foundation unstable.

The faint glimpse revealed that his fate had previously been revealed to be only three points of malevolent destiny, a precarious situation that would have meant certain death. He thought that if he hadn't intervened today, Black Hair would surely have died a gruesome death at the hands of the mountain demon.

"What's your name?"

A gentle voice reached his ears, and Black Hair looked up in alarm, gazing at the calm and composed Chen Yang. He seemed to understand something, and quickly kowtowed respectfully, saying:

"Your Majesty, my name is Black Hair, and I am the previous Monkey King of Monkey Valley."

The former Monkey King? Chen Yang raised an eyebrow, looking at the mandrill's remains on the ground: "Did this guy steal your throne?"

Black Hair nodded emphatically, his eyes filled with resentment: "Your Majesty, when the peaches ripened this year, this ferocious beast broke into Monkey Valley."

"I was no match for it, so it took my throne and bullied me every day. Today I fled to avoid disaster."

"However, from this day forward, Monkey Valley will be the King's territory!"

Chen Yang couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this. He was living a carefree and leisurely life in a Taoist temple and had no intention of becoming the Monkey King.

He looked at the mandrill's remaining corpse and slowly spoke, "I'll make a deal with you. I'll help you regain the throne of the Monkey King. Are you willing?"

Black Hair was instantly stunned, his face full of confusion. After a while, only three centimeters of life light floated out from the top of Black Hair's head and merged into Chen Yang's brow.

Black Hair scratched his head, completely bewildered and unaware of what had happened. He only remembered that he had agreed to the deal, but what had he done?

Chen Yang looked at its silly appearance and smiled faintly, signaling it to drag away the mandrill's corpse. Black Fur didn't dare to touch the spoils of a powerful warrior, but at Chen Yang's signal, it finally did.

Black Fur gritted its teeth and strained! It couldn't normally drag the heavy corpse, but the thought that this action could restore the Monkey King's authority made it exert all its strength! It dragged the corpse forward with all its might, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground!

Chen Yang strolled leisurely through the valley. At this moment, the sense of destiny deep within his soul grew stronger, clearly indicating that the opportunity he was seeking was hidden within Monkey Valley.

Looking around, there was nothing unusual except for the fruit trees everywhere, let alone any opportunities. Searching aimlessly would be too slow, so Chen Yang immediately looked at Black Hair and decided to have the familiar Black Hair lead the way.

At this moment, countless macaques hidden in the forest secretly watched through the branches and leaves as the black-haired monkey dragged the mandrill's carcass forward. The monkeys looked on with a mixture of surprise and doubt, but secretly they were delighted.

Black Hair suppressed his exhaustion, his face cold and stern, trying to intimidate the monkeys with an air of authority, but he was already physically and mentally exhausted.

Just then, Chen Yang spoke softly, "Blackie, show me around the valley."

Black Hair stiffened and immediately bowed respectfully, saying, "Of course! Your Majesty, please come up!"

After the bond was formed, Chen Yang could clearly sense its sincerity and reverence. Since it had no ill intentions whatsoever, he felt at ease. Then, Chen Yang sat steadily on the back of the black fur, and the black fur leaped up and swiftly traversed through the forest.

The wolf and the monkey searched most of the valley, but their sense of opportunity only vaguely pointed to the Monkey Valley area, and they found nothing and could not pinpoint the exact location.

Chen Yang frowned slightly, a question arising in his mind. It was right here, but where exactly was it hidden? As he pondered this, Black Hair had already led Chen Yang to the end of the orchard.

Blackie took a breath, then asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, should we continue searching?"

Just as Chen Yang was about to respond, his peripheral vision suddenly swept to the depths of the forest. His gaze paused, and he saw a deep, clear pool hidden at the end of the orchard.

Fine, clear spring water drips from the cliffs high in the Black Wind Mountains, slowly flowing into the pool. However, judging from the watermarks, the flow must be much more turbulent during the rainy season, unlike the calm state it is now.

The pool was deep and clear, and a hidden little hole could be faintly seen behind the dripping spring water.

In an instant, Chen Yang was shocked. He immediately remembered what the red fox had said a few months ago: it had found a strange red fruit in a mountain pool.

Could it be that the opportunity I've been searching for is hidden in the cave behind that curtain of water?