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Chapter 39: Subduing the Ape Demon Barehanded
Chapter 39: Subduing the Ape Demon Barehanded
The Cloak Monkey Demon removed its conical hat, revealing sparse black fur that looked somewhat aged.
Its small stature contrasted with its disproportionately large head, and as its lips parted, two fangs were exposed: "Not bad with the blade, but the knife itself is lacking."
The younger and taller ape demon knelt on one knee and took out a strip of silk-wrapped object. It carefully unwrapped the silk, revealing a slender ceremonial saber.
The scabbard was straight, and the entire blade was a glossy ink-black color with gilded patterns.
It extended both hands and reverently held the saber.
The old ape's gaunt claws gripped the hilt, drawing out the blade that shimmered with a dark glow, examining it with a hint of affection.
Coincidence or not, Shen Yi noticed that the higher the cultivation of these demonic beings, the more they tended to imitate humans.
The Yellow Pelt Clan members traveled in palanquins, but their minds were still focused on their appetites, thinking only of eating humans and casually giving themselves nicknames based on their appearances.
These ape demons, on the other hand, wore human clothing, chose elegant names for themselves from books, and even desired the most delicate women.
As for the Azurehorn Mother, she had even started dressing up, planning to capture the finest artisans to create the most exquisite and luxurious accessories.
"This blade is named..." Ape Sky Piercer held his breath, his eyes burning with excitement, ready to share the origin story of this precious blade.
Shen Yi gathered his thoughts and then swung his saber towards the tall ape demon kneeling before him.
Why bother with formalities before a fight?
The crimson malevolent qi enveloped the blade as it slashed down with immense force towards the ape demon's neck.
Since attaining perfection in the Golden Sun Eight Treasure Mystic Body, Shen Yi felt his strength had become like a vast, unyielding river, unceasing and far surpassing his previous capabilities.
The two demonic beings seemed taken by surprise at his sudden attack.
The younger, taller ape demon hesitated for a moment before hastily raising its hand to block.
In that brief moment of hesitation, the blade sliced through its cervical vertebra as if cutting through tofu.
The head, its eyes wide with shock, rolled to a stop at Ape Sky Piercer's feet.
Holding the ceremonial saber, Ape Sky Piercer's nostrils flared, and he let out a sharp cry: "Absurd! Absurd! A wilderness villager with no manners!"
Even he himself, before eating, would wipe his hands with a damp cloth, bathe every three days, and burn incense every five days.
Not to mention when it came to the grave matter of taking a life; one must introduce oneself, explain the reasons, and justify the killing.
How could... How could one handle such matters so crudely and without grace?
In the midst of his shrieks, Ape Sky Piercer's small body suddenly leaped, his dark blade slashing out with precision and ferocity, displaying a solid foundation in martial arts.
A chilling blade aura burst forth, causing the small thatched hut to explode.
Despite his chaotic state of mind, Ape Sky Piercer's blade attacks followed a well-ordered trajectory, profoundly exquisite, and it was evident that he had mastered a complete Initial Realm blade technique.
Not only did he imitate humans in his actions, but he had also learned martial arts.
"No manners, you deserve to die!"
"Killing my kin, you deserve to die!"
"Die!"
Ape Sky Piercer's hunched body howled as he pressed forward, his long arms flailing wildly, each strike faster than the last.
Despite the ferocious onslaught, Shen Yi remained calm, maintaining his composure, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.
This old ape was clearly no ordinary demonic being; it seemed to have received guidance from someone. The blade technique it employed seemed tailor-made for its long arms, and the ceremonial saber it wielded was no ordinary weapon.
Shen Yi's official saber was worth only seven taels and two mace, and that was before accounting for the workshop's cut...
He hadn't realized it before, but now, facing an opponent of equal cultivation level and martial skill, the disparity in weaponry became glaringly apparent.
If he continued with the thought of defeating his opponent without injury, he might have to pay a higher price.
With this in mind, Shen Yi's gaze remained calm, and as soon as he spotted an opening, he struck with his blade.
The gap in weaponry was even more significant than he had anticipated.
With all his might, the official saber was directly cut, the blade shattering and flying off.
Fortunately, he had expected this, and in that moment, he discarded the hilt, not retreating but advancing, forcefully closing the distance between them. His long and powerful fingers suddenly clenched into a fist.
It was a fight of exchanging injuries!
Tongtian, the ape, understood his intention and far from being afraid, he revealed a sinister grin.
Only it knew how sharp the treasure knife he had carried for many years truly was.
Exchange injuries? You won't have the chance to make another move!
The next moment, the black blade viciously slashed towards Shen Yi's shoulder!
Contrary to expectations, there was no separation of flesh, nor the sound of slicing through meat.
Bang—
The sound of metal clashing filled the air.
Both of them were stunned.
Tongtian, the ape, clenched the long blade in disbelief, but no matter how hard he pressed, the blade, gleaming with a dark light, refused to budge even a fraction.
"..."
It raised its head, and in Shen Yi's eyes, it too caught a glimpse of shock.
So...
What are you surprised about? What were you dodging just now? Who were you trying to impress with your act of retaliation, even when injured?!
As it regained its senses, Tongtian, the ape, found its face grasped by five long and powerful fingers, and with the infusion of vast force, its entire body was slammed forcefully into the ground! It felt as if its internal organs were about to shatter.
This force was far beyond the scope of the Initial Realm; it was the realm it had always dreamed of.
How could a Body Tempering Martial Cultivator, comparable to the Jade Dew Realm, stoop so low as to launch a sneak attack?
Tongtian, the ape, couldn't comprehend, and before it could, a falling fist shattered half of its eye socket.
Blood filled its nasal cavity, and as it opened its mouth, a sweet and bloody taste overflowed uncontrollably.
The sound of hissing punches echoed in its ears, like the whispers of death-seeking hell messengers.
In the distance, Zhang the Butcher unleashed another punch.
He and the Thin Headed Tuo were from the same sect, and they were well-acquainted with each other's techniques, making it difficult to determine a winner in a short time.
But this punch was surprisingly effective, smashing into the opponent's nasal bridge.
The Thin Headed Tuo covered his nose and mouth, his face contorted in pain, paying no heed to the blood seeping through his fingers. His eyes, filled with horror, darted towards the distance.
"At your age, still playing these tricks, trying to fool me? Today, I'll get rid of you, you beast, who tarnishes our sect's reputation!"
Zhang the Butcher raised his fist, intending to strike again, but he noticed the bald head still staring straight at him.
He gritted his teeth and turned to look.
Then a chill ran down his spine.
Dozens of strong men stood there, their palms flaccidly holding long spears and powerful bows.
At the forefront, Shen Yi held down the old ape, indifferently slamming his fists, his knuckles covered in red and white substances, sticky like paste, dripping continuously.
With each punch, the ape demon's legs trembled.
Until there was no more movement.
He slowly stood up, exhaling a long breath, and his pitch-black eyes turned back.
In that instant, when his gaze swept by, the law enforcement officers and soldiers' legs went soft, and they knelt on the ground, too weak to even beg for mercy.
"How long has it been..."
Zhang the Butcher swallowed, still warming up, and the fight was already over? Two Initial Realm demon beasts, dead without a sound.
He turned to look at the Thin Headed Tuo.
But in an instant, the bald head scrambled and crawled away, over sixty feet, looking more like a frightened rabbit than a martial artist.
I wonder if anyone is reading this...
I have something to take care of today, so there will be a single chapter release. I'll make it up later, and I hope the readers will understand.
I'm still a novice, but I'll strive to write better.
Let's go, full attendance, and charge on with the writing!
(End of Chapter)
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