Chapter 40 Harvesting

"Hurry!"

Xu Yuanlang felt his heart pounding. The roar of that demon monkey must have alerted the leader outside.

The other party must have already rushed back quickly. As for the other independent cultivators, they weren't fools either; they had most likely guessed that someone had made a move beforehand.

He had only a few breaths left to himself. He had to leave before the demon monkey returned, or he would be doomed if he was trapped at the entrance.

He took more than a dozen jade bottles and quickly filled them with monkey wine.

But time was too tight, and there was still half of the monkey wine left in the small pond.

While he was packing, his eyes quickly scanned his surroundings. The monkey wine here was only of mid-grade first rank, probably brewed by an ordinary demon monkey.

Among the demon monkeys, whether they are elites or the monkey king, their strength is all at the late stage of the first tier, which means that the monkey wine they brew is definitely of higher quality.

Where else can you find monkey wine besides here?

Suddenly his eyes lit up. In one corner of the cave, there was a seat made of stones and wood, covered with golden hair.

This must be the Monkey King's throne, and he quickly went to the back of the throne.

Behind them were four bamboo tubes wrapped in animal hides, each as thick as an adult's arm.

He spun it around and shook it; there was liquid inside. He quickly opened the stopper of a bamboo tube.

A fragrance instantly overwhelmed the aroma of the wine pool, and spiritual light emanated from it. With just a light sniff, he could feel that the spiritual energy within his body had become much more active.

"nice one!"

He quickly put it away and then left the cave without hesitation.

Then he fled swiftly to the north, and five or six breaths after he left, a huge golden monkey king landed with a thud outside the cave.

It scanned its surroundings, and when it saw the slain demon monkey, its already crimson face instantly turned ferocious.

Countless wrinkles piled up, and fangs slowly emerged before it rushed into the cave, not even glancing at the cubs around it.

Gone. The four bamboo tubes behind the seats vanished without a trace.

Only half of the ordinary monkey wine they had stored at home remained.

Thief! This petty thief must not be let go!

"Bang! Bang!"

The Monkey King pounded his chest, producing a sound like muffled thunder. He suddenly burst out of the cave, letting out a piercing cry.

All the demonic monkeys that were fighting with the cultivators suddenly became murderous and started attacking the rogue cultivators like madmen.

"Someone succeeded! Someone definitely succeeded!"

"Let's go back, then we can divide it up."

"fool!"

Some, with their keen intellect, shook their heads dismissively and immediately chose a random direction to flee into the distance.

"If I find out who got away with this, I'll make sure he..."

Ma Qi cursed incessantly, his face grim as he stared at the red demon monkey, his broadsword striking out like a storm.

After leaving the Demon Monkey Cave, he fled north for more than sixty miles in one breath.

First, they crossed the river to wash away their scent, and then changed into a new set of clothes.

After confirming that he had not left any trace, he found a secluded cave, calmed himself down, and took out his spoils.

"Sixteen bottles of mid-grade first-level monkey wine, and three tubs of high-grade first-level monkey wine, weighing approximately three jin."

Even a mid-grade monkey wine is a rare find, with a small bottle worth dozens of spirit stones.

The finest monkey wine can easily fetch a price of over one hundred spirit stones.

What surprised him even more, however, was not these things, but the smallest bamboo tube.

He gently opened it, and the fragrance, mixed with spiritual energy, quickly filled the entire cave as if it had a physical form.

The wine, tinged with amber, rippled gently within the bamboo tube. This monkey wine in the bamboo tube possessed far more spiritual energy than even the finest monkey wine.

It was definitely brewed by the Monkey King, or you could simply call it Monkey King Wine.

To be fair, he wasn't a big drinker, but seeing this small bamboo tube of Monkey King wine stirred up a slight impulse in his heart.

He took out a small wine cup, then poured half a cup of wine. The wine was as fine as silk threads, and when it was poured, it looked like countless silk threads.

"Gulp!"

He swallowed it in one gulp, and the spiciness and aroma exploded on his tongue at the same time. The heat mixed with the aroma went down his throat and into his limbs and bones.

In his dantian, his spiritual power seemed to be ignited in that instant, and terrifying spiritual power rapidly concentrated in his dantian.

He stirred, rolled around, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

"what!"

With a roar, the entire cave trembled, and the surrounding rocks even shattered with a series of cracking sounds.

"Sixth level of Qi Refining?"

Xu Yuanlang looked at his hands in disbelief, feeling the abundant spiritual energy surging through his meridians.

My body felt better than ever before, and a faint light seemed to emanate from my eyes.

Just half a cup of Monkey King wine was enough to raise his cultivation level by one level.

According to his estimate, it should have taken another three years to break through, but now it has been achieved so much earlier.

At less than twenty-three years old, he had already reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, a cultivation speed that was considered extremely fast within the Xu family.

At the same time, as his cultivation improved, the seven-colored flower that grew alongside his spiritual veins slowly sprouted its sixth leaf.

"Spring breeze brings new life!"

He focused his attention on the sixth leaf, and then, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, he immediately understood the leaf's inherent ability.

This ability does not directly increase his combat power, nor does it allow his strength to improve dramatically.

He couldn't help but shout out; it was a life-saving measure that would give him a glimmer of hope should he suffer a major blow.

While it doesn't quite qualify as immortality, it merely grants the ability to prolong one's life. However, compared to other abilities, the power of rebirth is undeniable.

Wild fire, in spring.

This ability didn't require him to activate it; it simply and gradually merged into his body.

He could feel his heartbeat becoming stronger and his meridians becoming thicker.

As Xu Yuanlang underwent his transformation, the valley shrouded in rosy light suddenly changed, and countless rogue cultivators eagerly rushed in.

There were no rare or precious materials or ancient artifacts inside; there was only an ordinary jade box.

Someone picked it up. Inside the jade box was a crystal-clear piece of jade. The rogue cultivator curiously took out the jade, and instantly, streaks of spiritual light flashed in the air.

Countless banners appeared in all directions of the valley, then blended into the surrounding space.

"Oh no, we've been tricked!"

The rogue cultivators hurriedly fled, countless rays of light fell, a chorus of wails filled the air, and countless spiritual creatures sprouted from their corpses.