Chaotic Times and Disasters: I Hunt Down Martial Arts Masters and Become a God

The Monkey King squatted on the boulder, watching him charge towards him, a human-like contempt flashing in his scarlet vertical pupils.

Due to the limitations of the secret realm, its cultivation level was suppressed to the ninth level of the Meridian Opening stage, but it was not afraid.

Fu Qinggang rushed onto the boulder and slashed at the Monkey King with his sword. The blade collided with the monkey's claw, sending sparks flying.

Before he could change his move, two guard monkeys suddenly rushed out from the side. He blocked the claws of the one on the left with his backhand, but his right shoulder was struck by the claw of the one on the right. He was knocked off the boulder and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Fu Qing!"

Suwen struggled to stand up from the ground, but Yufu pressed her down.

"Sister Suwen, don't move! Your leg is still bleeding!"

"He's injured—"

"It's normal for Brother Fu to get injured, so take care of yourself first!"

Fu Qing got up from the ground, and three Nine-Headed Monkeys pounced on him at the same time.

An Sheng's expression hardened, and he shouted as he rushed forward to help. He thrust his silver spear at the nearest guard monkey, but the spear tip only penetrated less than half an inch into the monkey's back.

The monkey turned around and slapped An Sheng in the chest with its claws. An Sheng was sent flying, crashing into a tree trunk and bouncing back before falling to the ground, wincing in pain.

"Senior Brother!" Yu Fu exclaimed in surprise.

An Sheng struggled several times but couldn't get up, so he could only kneel on the ground, supporting himself with his silver spear.

His gaze fell on Fu Qing. He couldn't even break through the defense of one of the three nine-fold monkeys, while Fu Qing was standing under the boulder with his sword, facing the siege of three demonic beasts of the same level.

"Damn! I can't even beat one, and he's taking on three by himself..."

An Sheng stared blankly at the scene, incredulous. "Is this even human? How can he beat up three of me after just one trip to Quzhou?"

"You're wrong, Senior Brother..."

Yu Fu chuckled and looked at Fu Qing, "You can't even beat one, but my brother could beat at least five of you."

While defending herself, Ling Yuxi said, "That makes sense, I think so too. Fu Qing could beat you with one hand."

An Sheng's eyelids twitched; he almost vomited blood from anger.

Fu Qing fought fiercely with three nine-fold monkeys under the boulder for nearly a quarter of an hour. He unleashed his Thirteen Consecutive Sword Techniques one after another, but the monkey king was extremely cunning. Every time he was about to unleash a combo, it would shrink back and let the guard monkeys take the lead.

Without the bonus of combos, his sword can only injure the monkeys but not kill them.

He had more than a dozen claw marks on his body and was covered in blood. After being whipped in the chest by the Monkey King's tail once again, he used the momentum to backflip and jump onto an ancient tree.

"Fu Qing, do you need me to come?"

Ling Yuxi had just called out when Su Xue stopped her, "Ancestor! How are we supposed to manage if you leave!"

"fine."

Fu Qing spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, glanced at the system panel—100,000 plunder points remaining, enough for one lottery draw.

"Commander, give me a slap!"

A burst of golden light erupted from the system panel, and a new entry appeared:

[Exceptional Strength: When facing an enemy alone, combat power increases by 20%. For each additional enemy, combat power increases by another 20%, up to a maximum of 100%.]

Fu Qing was overjoyed and grinned. He wiped the blood off his cold iron sword onto the tree trunk and leaped down from the ancient tree.

Three nine-layered monkeys were rushing towards him, with the monkey king in the center and two guard monkeys on his left and right—exactly three enemies.

A 60% increase in combat power.

[Fight! So exhilarating!] His injuries continued to worsen and accumulate.

Just after he was grabbed again, the Bloodbath effect was finally triggered, and his cultivation doubled again within fifteen breaths.

Fu Qing focused his mind and unleashed a slash, the dark blue blade light cleaving through the three monkeys.

The Monkey King was the first to be cleaved away, with a deep, bone-revealing gash on his chest. He then swung his sword back at the guard monkey on his left, the tip piercing the guard monkey's heart and impaling it.

"One!" Yu Fu jumped up excitedly.

"Two!" Su Xue exclaimed.

Ling Yuxi's pupils contracted sharply, her heart filled with inexplicable shock.

Even if he had been suppressed from the Qi Refining Realm to the ninth level of the Meridian Opening Realm, it would have been impossible for him to win against three opponents of the same level. Yet Fu Qing had actually held on until now and even killed two of them!

Fu Qing drew his sword, turned, and swung it at the last guard monkey. The monkey took a step back to dodge, but the blade cut out one of its eyes, and it ran away grimacing.

"Three! Good heavens..."

An Sheng muttered, "He killed three level-nine demon monkeys all by himself?! Yu Fu, pinch me."

Without saying a word, Yu Fu took the opportunity to pinch An Sheng's arm hard.

"Ouch! You really pinched me?"

"You told me to pinch you!"

Fu Qing picked up the monkey king's corpse and threw it into the monkey troop, where it hit the ground with a "bang".

All the monkeys froze. Their king lay motionless before them, his silvery-white fur stained red with blood.

The monkeys looked at each other, wondering which monkey had started the retreat, and began to slowly back away, into the flower bushes and into the depths of the forest.

Fu Qing, knife in hand, retreated step by step towards the monkey troop, blood still dripping from the tip of the blade, but the monkeys did not pursue him.

Fifteen seconds passed, and his health was forcibly locked. He was at his limit, just barely holding on to avoid collapsing.

...

By the time the group retreated to the riverbank, it was already quite dark.

Yu Fu threw his bundle on the ground and slumped down, saying, "I never want to see monkeys again."

Ling Yuxi glanced at Fu Qing, then leaned against a rock by the river, closing her eyes to regulate her breathing. Song Zhiwen sat cross-legged, activating the Confucian and Taoist mental techniques to restore his spiritual power.

Fu Qing stuck the cold iron knife into the ground, walked to the riverbank with shaky legs, splashed water on his face, and took off his outer clothes—the clothes had been scratched beyond recognition by the monkeys, and his back and chest were covered with claw marks of varying depths.

Suwen limped over, carrying a bandage for stopping bleeding and silver needles.

She looked down at the crisscrossing wounds on Fu Qing's back, her brows furrowed slightly, and then expressionlessly tore off the only tattered piece of clothing he was wearing.

"sit."

Fu Qing sat down.

Suwen's fingers moved quickly across his back, using silver needles to stop the bleeding and applying a medicated cloth to the wound, her movements swift and efficient.

After treating his back, she went around to Fu Qing and ripped off the pieces of cloth that the monkey had torn into strips from his chest to continue applying the medicine.

Then she lowered her head and started pulling down his pants.

"Why?!"

Fu Qing grabbed her hand, his face flushing red. "Men and women should be different. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Doctors have the hearts of parents."

Suwen raised her head expressionlessly, looking into his eyes, her hands moving without pause, already untying the straps around his waist.

"In my eyes, there are no men or women, only wounds and people without wounds. That scratch on your thigh has been there for almost half an hour; if you don't treat it soon, it will become infected. Let go!"

"No, I can do it myself—"

"You do it yourself?"

Suwen stopped what she was doing and looked at him. "How did you manage to treat those wounds on your back yourself? Were you lying on the ground applying medicine to your thighs? Or were you raising your legs to shoulder height?"

Fu Qing's lips twitched.

"Let go."

Fu Qing reluctantly let go, and Su Wen ripped off his trouser leg, calmly beginning to treat the still-bleeding wound on his thigh.

Her hand brushed against the edge of the wound, and Fu Qing's leg tensed.

"pain?"

"...It doesn't hurt."

"Why are you shaking if it doesn't hurt?"

"itch..."

"Endure it..."

Everyone watched this scene with strange expressions.

"Tsk..."

Su Xue squatted on a nearby rock, holding the half-used bandage in her hand. She glanced at Su Wen's focused back as she applied the medicine, then at Fu Qing, who had been stripped down to only his underwear.

"Junior Sister is so gentle and considerate. I've never seen you apply medicine to anyone in the palace. Last time, Junior Brother Zhao was almost dead, and you just threw the medicine over and let him apply it himself."

"Senior Sister Su, what you're saying..."

Yu Fu chuckled, "How can that be the same... My brother just rescued a damsel in distress, and what followed was mutual affection and sweet talk, leading to a romance with Sister Suwen..."

"Yu Fu, does your wound not hurt anymore?" Su Wen asked without turning her head.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Sister Suwen, don't be angry, I was just joking!"

"I forgot to tell you, the medicine I gave you has some side effects. You can't eat anything for the next two days, or you'll die immediately!"

Yu Fu's face fell instantly, his eyes widening in shock. "You're kidding, right, sis?"

Seeing that Su Wen remained silent, she turned to Su Xue and asked, "Senior Sister Su, Su Wen was just joking, right?"

Su Xue glanced at him. "Guess."

Yu Fu shivered, his face contorted in pain, and remained silent.

An Sheng leaned against the tree trunk with a slight smile on his lips. Song Zhiwen covered his mouth and chuckled. Su Wen ignored the whispers around her and walked to the medicine box to sort the medicinal herbs she had collected that day.

Su Xue leaned over to help, "Tsk...Junior Sister..."

She whispered a few words in Suwen's ear, and Suwen's hand paused.

"That's not true." Suwen continued sorting the medicinal herbs.

"Tsk... I haven't even said which matter it is yet..."

Su Xue raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Girls grow up and leave home... Master would be so happy if he knew!"