468: Chapter 355 468: Chapter 355 As a leader, one must provide direction to those below them; what matters is what they’re meant to do, what they enjoy doing.
Who cares if others call them foolish?
Thanks to the trades of Supreme Elixirs and the money earned from their auctions, the establishment of two bases was already no problem for Jiang Tang.
He hadn’t even sold off any of the items from his space; casually producing just a few would fetch astronomical prices, but he didn’t do that.
The Monkey, just as Jiang Tang had thought, sensed a hint of Buddha Light on these people, which wasn’t what it feared the most.
What it truly feared was Jiang Tang himself; getting just a bit closer made its soul feel a vague pain, and that was without Jiang Tang bearing any malice.
The Monkey could do nothing against these humans, and seeing the food in their hands, especially those holding cups from which the scent of wine wafted, only intensified its feelings.
It had never tasted such delicacies.
The Monkey’s eyes darted around—it couldn’t afford to quarrel with these humans, so why not ask them for some food, some wine, right?
“Hehe, you’ve eaten our fruit and drunk our wine, could you give me some roasted meat and fine wine to drink?”
The Monkey’s shift was swift; Jiang Tang and the others were all silent, thinking the Monkey wouldn’t change its attitude so quickly just for food.
Had its assertiveness surrendered so fast?
They assumed that the Monkey was purely a glutton, tempted by the allure of good food—it might have sold itself out just for a meal!
The Monkey’s change in attitude left its subordinates utterly baffled; wasn’t the King supposed to fight these humans?
In the troop, the Monkey was highly respected, one aged Monkey with white beard and hair chattered at the Monkey King.
“Great King, these humans want to grab our territory—let’s drive them away!”
The Monkey troop became noisy again in the dark night, suddenly lively.
The Monkey King always felt mighty in front of his monkeys and descendants.
It showed them how to ascend to the heavens and burrow into the earth, but in the great fog, whether it really could ascend was known only to itself.
It was just leaping into the air and diving underground, which any of the humans present could do.
The Monkey, having already drunk wine, was flushed red; now, speechless under the scrutiny, it was even more embarrassed and flushed.
So it loudly ordered the troop to shut up.
The Monkey had authority in the troop, and the monkeys dared not speak anymore.
“Hey, are you going to give me the meat and wine or not?
The Monkey decided to be civil before resorting to force, speaking with composure.
If the humans didn’t play along, then it would have no choice but to fight.
“Of course not, why would we give you anything?
But from now on, this area belongs to us—you’ll have to find somewhere else to plant your fruits.”
The Dugu brothers were addicted to this game, now speaking as representatives!
“What, not giving me anything to eat or drink, and still want to seize our territory, are you humans bullies?
Don’t you know about first come, first served?”
The Monkey hopped madly about, its own kind unable to understand what it said but clear enough that the humans were infuriating their king, and they began preparing for a fight.
The Monkey was furious; after all, it was the king here.
When had it ever been so humiliated?
Angry as it was, it no longer cared about the Aura of Buddha Light emanating from the humans.
The Monkey lacked Magic Artifacts; it used its spells only with its claws.
Suddenly its hands elongated, with claws lashing out at the men and women, each finger turning into a cudgel aimed at the group.
The people were already on guard against the Monkey.
The Dugu brothers taunted it, wanting to see what the Monkey was capable of.
Whether it was stronger than the previous monkeys or weaker was irrelevant since they had already decided to take its territory and were determined to deal with the Monkey.
Not just to handle this Monkey King—their companions had to be taken care of too.
As the Monkey’s Spell was launched, everyone used their own Spells in response.
Jiang Tang directly used the Buddha Art he’d learned before, which still carried with it the Buddha Light.
The others hadn’t figured out what the Monkey truly feared.
Even if they had cultivated the golden glow of the Buddha Light, they were not utilizing it effectively.
Only Jiang Tang noticed immediately that the Monkey, which seemed corporeal, wasn’t actually.
Such discernment varied from person to person; the others hadn’t attained the capacity to see through the Monkey.
To the rest, the Monkey’s technique was nothing to fear, but it had always been wary of Jiang Tang.
When Jiang Tang emitted the golden Buddha Light, the Monkey was no longer focused on the humans but on dodging the golden Buddha Light.
The Monkey recognized the severity, so it pulled back its claws and leaped into the air, avoiding the Buddha Light strike.
Although it dodged the attack, Jiang Tang’s blow had already filled it with terror, and the exposure to the Buddha Light caused such agony that it screamed out.
The Monkey troop had thought their king was attacking and were eager to watch the spectacle.
With their night vision, they could see their king being beaten and screaming.
The Monkey troop began to scatter, seeking refuge behind large stones, fearing to be caught in the fray and hurt.
In their eyes was an expression of concern.
They feared if their king lost, they would all be killed and cooked by the humans, or made into jesters.
Legend had it among them that humans were terribly wicked, boiling them for food or caging them for amusement, or even worse, forcing them to perform as entertainers.
The Monkey King was now afraid of the Buddha Light that Jiang Tang had unleashed, but it wasn’t just the Buddha Light—it realized that this human’s abilities far surpassed its own.
With this realization, even though its body was unshackled, its abilities and spells were no match against this human.