467: Chapter 354 467: Chapter 354 The monkey didn’t rashly fly straight to the mountain peak, but instead used the cover of night to fly high into the sky.
From within the Black Mist sealed by it, only a powerful Flying Artifact could be seen, on which many human males and females were perched, each one a handsome man or beautiful woman.
Its eyes caught sight of the fine wine and roasted meat, unable to help but drool.
Its monkeys and monkey grandchildren, under the leadership of the king, were unable to join the king in the sky, but they climbed to the mountain peak in groups, a large troop of monkeys ascending.
Where they roamed, not to mention insects scurrying away, even the rats and snakes that prowled at night all hid in the grasses.
Perhaps it had always been their territory, and with the support of the king, the children’s movements were still silent, you could say they chatted and called to each other as they moved, creating a lively scene.
When the monkey flew out of the cave, not only did Jiang Tang notice, but so did the others.
Although they appeared indifferent on the surface, they had already begun to be on guard while drinking wine and eating meat.
They were not on alert for the chattering group of monkeys, but for that one monkey that had flown into the sky.
To prevent it from using some underhanded tricks on them, the thoughts of beasts are different from those of humans; Demonic Beasts are perhaps as cunning and vicious as humans.
“Hey, you’ve entered my territory and you’re strutting around so boldly, report your name at once,”
The monkey that had always spoken to its kind in their animal language, under the puzzled and curious gazes of its peers, surprisingly spoke in human language.
As soon as the monkey spoke, the other monkeys began to quiet down and watched intently as their king faced the humans.
They also didn’t understand what the king and humans were talking about and scratched their heads in thought.
“Monkey, you are a king of beasts, what do you have to do with us humans?
Besides, this place isn’t marked with your name, does speaking human language make you human?”
Among the Dugu brothers, when the elder one kept silent, the younger stepped up, somehow finding himself useful; the underlings were always the ones to engage in verbal battle, taking the lead in the charge.
The experts always took action from behind, this was also his way of making himself somewhat useful.
“Pfft…”
The beauties sitting on the Magic Artifact burst into laughter.
The Dugu brother was not usually this humorous, but today his bantering with the monkey was quite amusing.
The monkey was angered, jumping about in midair, picking at this human in front of it, wanting to lash out but also cautiously afraid.
The monkey was actually not so afraid of the other men and women, nor was it afraid of the man speaking to it right now; it was that silent man who made it feel an air of danger.
It instinctively felt that the humans’ cultivation of a certain Spell or Cultivation Technique was its bane, and the monkey had already sensed Buddha Light emanating from these people, similar to the Buddha Seal that sealed its body.
As a soul born from a body, it only had a vague recollection of the body’s past.
It didn’t know who these people were, and if they were related to those who had sealed its body, were they again here to cause troubles for it?
The monkey somewhat regretted coming out, facing so many people alone, escape was not as swift, and with its body sealed, it couldn’t flee the temple.
“Hmph, this has been my dwelling for many years, the mountains here, the water here, all belong to me, and the fruits you were just eating and the wine you were drinking also belong to me, did you even ask me?”
The monkey thought that perhaps its spells were no match for so many people, but a war of words was something it could manage.
After all those years of speaking monkey language, now that it finally encountered some humans, it had to come out on top through language.
“Mountains and rivers are both in your name?
But I haven’t seen any ‘Monkey Mountain’ or ‘Monkey Tree’ written here, and as for the wine we just drank, it isn’t as good as ours!”
The Dugu brothers found the monkey in front of them amusing and wanted to tease it.
They wondered if the monkey’s thought process could be like that of a human.
The monkey was so angered that its fur stood on end, and it somersaulted a few times in the air, nearly snorting with fury.
Yet, it dared not get too close to them and stood on a rugged boulder not far away.
“Ah, you’re killing me with anger, you slick-talking human!”
The spectators were entertained even more by this.
“Hahahaha…”
The girls burst out laughing, while Jiang Tang watched with a smile.
It seemed this monkey presented no threat, or perhaps that was only on the surface!
He wasn’t afraid, though.
He could clearly see that the monkey had been sealed and was now just a soul; its spiritual powers were even weaker than those of the previous monkeys.
It had a playful personality, and was just as wild.
Jiang Tang had never seen a monkey talk before, especially one with two souls in one body.
He found it very interesting.
As for why he had noticed, this monkey was nothing but a soul.
He had already sensed the physical body sealed with Buddhist Law in the cave, just as large as the one before him.
This monkey appeared solid in the dark night, but in reality, it was a soul.
What was most important was that the monkey could now appear outside during the day without a physical body, let alone at night when its soul faced no obstacles outside.
However, the monkey was rather cunning and seemed to have noticed the abilities the humans possessed, which made it a bit wary of them.
The monkey was avoiding him, and Jiang Tang suspected it wasn’t his own abilities that scared it, but rather that the monkey had seen the Buddha Seal spell on him!
Previously he had used Buddhist Law to release the seal on a monkey, learned the techniques of sealing and unsealing from a box, and absorbed the golden Buddha Light.
It seemed that Buddhist Arts were the only way to heal this monkey.
Jiang Tang didn’t know what kind of spells this monkey had learned, but if it seemed unable to challenge him, it might flee.
Jiang Tang would not leave any loose ends unresolved; if he was to stay at the base in the future, a monkey causing occasional trouble could not be handled by ordinary disciples.
The base established by Jiang Tang, of course, would not have that issue, as it was filled with Capable Beings.
Perhaps some with lesser abilities might come to the Sacred Gate to learn skills and handle tasks.
Truly capable individuals wouldn’t spend all their time on missions.
He wanted to utilize two Sacred Gate Bases for high-end and low-end tasks.
Without people to carry out the low-end tasks, operations would falter.
What he wanted was a development for all.
In addition to his previous idea of creating medicinal products for the Cultivation World, he also wanted to develop essential medicines for the common people.
Of course, he already had Spirit Grass as part of medicinal formulas, and he planned to create miracle cures in the Cultivation World that could save lives.
Jiang Tang was confident, not just in his abilities but also in his resources.
It wasn’t about being compassionate and saving lives from dire straits, just that life is a one-time journey, and many achievements could be made.
Establishing the Saint Sect was not only to satisfy his own ambitions.
In his previous life, Jiang Tang had witnessed many incurable diseases where people spent fortunes but couldn’t be saved.
As medical practitioners, they relied entirely on pharmaceuticals or equipment for treatment.
He wanted to break away from these conventional methods, to allow those in the Cultivation World to live longer and heal their ailments, and to enable mortals to recover swiftly from illnesses with just one dose, bringing them back from the brink of death, even rivaling Yama.
Jiang Tang kept these thoughts to himself, not sharing them with anyone.
If he talked about them before implementing them and then failed, he could be criticized.
People might call him foolish, and it could erode his credibility.
In any undertaking, in any matter, isn’t it all for profit?
Yes, indeed, it’s all for profit, a fact that has never changed and never will.
Jiang Tang was now making a lot of money.
With two spaces on him where he could grow Spirit Grass, others could hardly imagine just how much he had – and that without any cost.
Perhaps in the future, whether the Saint Sect did charitable deeds or not, it would need to support some people.
Everyone has only one life to live – not to seek eternal fame but to remain true to one’s conscience!
He was also aware that as a supreme leader, when making decisions, one often faced pressures from subordinates.
But so what?
Yes, so what indeed?