I am truly the Monkey King

"Valiant old Qin, restore my rivers and mountains. Till the blood dries, the fight shall not cease..."

The cell phone of Su Hang suddenly rang; it was Ye Chuqing. After answering the call, a soft and weak voice came through, "Su Hang, my parents have agreed to meet you, tonight..."

The excitement and joy from the other end of the phone could be felt. Su Hang sighed, interrupted Ye Chuqing's words, and said, "I have something to do today, let's talk about it in a few days!"

Ye Chuqing fell silent for a moment before saying, "My parents are pressuring me to go on a blind date with Qiao Mu. If you could spare some time tonight, I want to ask you to come and help me; the place is at Daming Palace Holiday Resort."

"I understand!" Su Hang hung up the phone.

"Many matters of the Ye Family are decided by Ye Mei, including Ye Chuqing's choice to attend Huaxia Film Academy and the blind date with Qiao Mu, all were her ideas. So, during your interactions with the Ye Family, you must not forget about Ye Mei," Liu Qing reminded Su Hang.

Su Hang nodded and stood up to leave.

There was an Azure Dragon Temple nearby, and he had planned to visit various temples and Taoist abbeys today anyway, to see if he could find any True Spirits of gods and deities.

If he could resurrect a few gods and deities, having their assistance would make searching for Qiu Jing much easier.

Walking into the Azure Dragon Temple, Su Hang used the Divine-Searching Talisman to search but did not find any True Spirits of gods and deities.

He then hastened to Weiyang City's very famous Taoist abbey—the Eight Immortals Palace, still finding no True Spirits of gods and deities.

By six-thirty in the afternoon, he had visited five Taoist abbeys and temples without any results.

"There's an ancient Guanyin Zen Monastery nearby with a 'web-celebrity ginkgo' tree that's said to have been planted by Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin. Li Shimin was the reincarnation of the Purple Emperor of the Midheaven. I wonder if his True Spirit could be in that thousand-year-old ancient tree?"

Su Hang intended to go check it out but realized he was out of Divine-Searching Talismans and reluctantly gave up the idea. Instead, he hailed a taxi and headed to Daming Palace Holiday Resort to meet Ye Chuqing.

Daming Palace Holiday Resort, located in the suburbs, was quaint and serene. Despite being a bit far from the city center, many people still liked to visit at night.

Su Hang checked his Violence Value: a total of 60 points. He decided to use them all on the draw.

"Thank you for participating!"

"Thank you for participating!"

...

Sixty consecutive thank yous for participating, not even a single herbal cooling pad, condom, or bottle of chili sauce appeared.

"Not my lucky day!" Su Hang sighed gloomily, planning to focus all his efforts on finding Qiu Jing starting from tomorrow.

"Dinglingling..."

The text message alert sounded; it was from Tang Lifen. He flipped through it, and the message read: You scoundrel, I hate you to death, I want to sever ties with you!

Su Hang opened Weibo to find Tang Lifen's news from last night had gone viral.

Although Tang Lifen used the hotel's footage to clarify, proving that after she entered the hotel last night, she had not left again.

But it was no use, many people were egging things on. On Weibo, fans and trolls were fighting a "bloody battle."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly, a series of breaking sounds rose sharply, yet only to see one spear after another shooting out from behind the hillocks flanking the road, aiming straight for the taxi.

In a flash, Su Hang burst out of the car, swinging the Jingu Bang, "Bang bang bang..." he shattered the spears.

The enemy's attack range was extremely wide; apart from the taxi that narrowly avoided disaster, the subsequent four cars were all pinned down on the road.

One of the spears even pierced through the abdomen of a pregnant woman inside a car.

"Beasts!" Su Hang raged, turning into a shadowy figure and instantly rushing up the hill by the road.

There were nine masked men and women, all with Cultivation Levels at the Late Stage and Perfection Stage of Innate, forming a Formation with another nine men and women on the opposite hillside.

As Su Hang approached, they started moving rapidly, their hands forming Hand Seals. Inside the Formation, a gusty wind howled, and sand and stones flew about.

A large azure net took shape, swooping down over him. The lines of the azure net emitted a sharp energy, vaguely comprising a series of Wind Blades.

Once it fell, it would instantly dismember a person, hence the Formation was named the Minor Dismemberment Formation, capable of wounding even a Cultivator at the Initial Stage of Mysterious Scholar.

"Trying to deal with me with merely a Ninth Grade Formation, you're nothing but self-destructive ants," Su Hang decisively brought out the Purple Gold Bell, activated it, and gave it a shake. Immediately, a fire dragon shot out, burning a big hole through the azure net.

Su Hang took the opportunity to break out of the Minor Dismemberment Formation.

"This is impossible!" A masked person cried out in disbelief. Su Hang was merely at the Initial Stage of Innate Cultivation.

"Nothing's impossible," Su Hang swung down the staff.

"Boom!"

The masked man's body burst apart, flesh and blood flying everywhere, a mist of blood dispersing in the air.

"Violence Value +9!"

All the masked men, including those on the opposite hillock, charged at him.

"Breaking through the formation is useless, today is the day you die!" a tall masked man said in a cold voice.

"I'll kill you within five seconds!" Su Hang was even colder.

As soon as he finished speaking, four masked men rolled across the ground towards him, aiming Ditang Leg Technique at his lower body, with shoes that revealed blades, flashing with a ghostly light, clearly poisoned.

At the same time, four others lunged at him with swords aimed at his upper body, their blades likewise poisoned.

With a twirl of his Jingu Bang, the legs of the four masked men on the ground exploded simultaneously, each of them writhing in agony on the ground.

"Violence Value +10!"

"Violence Value +9!"

"Violence Value +10!"

"Violence Value +9!"

Taking advantage of his movement, Su Hang contracted his body downwards to dodge the four blades, and with an upward swipe of his staff, "crack, crack..." amid a series of breaking noises, all the long swords shattered.

Then, Su Hang lunged forward, swinging his staff rapidly, stirring up a howling gale.

"Bang..."

The tall masked man's head exploded, blood mist spreading out, and all this took just over three seconds.

"Violence Value +9!"

His swing did not end there; his staff swept out in an arc, targeting another person standing beside the tall masked man.

This person held a bamboo tube in his mouth and blew towards Su Hang, emitting a stream of black powder—Eclipse Moon Powder.

Su Hang retreated swiftly, abandoning his attack and used "Pushing Against the Wind", with a single push of his palm, a gust of wind arose, carrying the Eclipse Moon Powder back, penetrating the body of the masked man.

"No…" he cried out in horror, collapsing to the ground, dissolving into a pool of blood.

"Violence Value +10!"

The remaining masked men either threw punches, formed Hand Seals, or wielded swords, each attacking with full force – eleven attacks bombarding him at once.

Su Hang raised his Jingu Bang, True Qi from within his body surged into it madly, and with the essence of the Sky Splitter's true meaning flashing through his mind, he smashed down without hesitation.

In that instant, the shadow of the staff enveloped the small area, radiating a sharp edge.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

All attacks were destroyed.

The unstoppable shadow of the staff descended with invincible force.

Six masked men burst apart, "bang, bang," splashing blood and flesh over the other masked men.

"Violence Value +10!"

"Violence Value +9!"

"Violence Value +9!"

…

One of the masked women was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, while the remaining four lost all confidence and scattered in different directions, fleeing immediately.

Su Hang moved at full speed, creating four afterimages as he swept past those four from behind, striking them with his staff almost simultaneously.

"Bang, bang..."

Their bodies exploded, leaving them utterly mutilated.

"Violence Value +9!"

…

"Violence Value +10, total Violence Value is 159!"

"Tell me, who sent you?" Su Hang walked towards the collapsed masked female cultivator.