Chapter 64: I, Xuanzang, Am Doing Advertisements

"Great Sage Equal to Heaven?!"

The surrounding onlookers, each and every one, wore faces of utter shock.

Including Qin Menglan.

Everyone knew Yao Jingwu possessed formidable strength, or rather, was quite overbearing as a fate-holder.

But it was also impossible to know what his fate actually was.

At most, during idle moments, they'd speculate a bit or two, like the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun from "Journey to the West," Dio Brando from "JOJO," or even fake Xie Xun-type fates.

After all, Yao Jingwu's appearance bore no resemblance to a handsome man.

Everyone found it hard to imagine him as a blond, handsome pretty boy like Claude.

Who would have thought his fate was actually the Great Sage Equal to Heaven?

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong?!

Could such a powerful fate truly exist?

Although in the original "Journey to the West," there are descriptions like "even striking raw iron leaves a mark."

But that's clearly due to the limitations of the era.

Sun Wukong, again, is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong.

In everyone's hearts, he is an existence of immense power.

The changes occurring on Yao Jingwu's body at this very moment, and the oppressive pressure emanating from him.

Also proved his fate should not be some chaotic, weak imitation of Sun Wukong.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

Yao Jingwu's lower half of the face began to protrude slightly, and golden hair resembling a beard started growing on his face.

The fine hairs on the back of his hands also began to lengthen and thicken.

Densely covering the back of his hands.

Due to wearing clothes, his body couldn't be seen.

But one could somewhat see his clothes bulging slightly.

Most likely also covered in golden hair.

Yao Jingwu's entire appearance now resembled that of a golden great ape.

Unfortunately, he was holding a broom in his hand.

If it were a staff, it would be much more fitting.

"Die!"

After transformation, Yao Jingwu exuded intense ferocity.

The broom in his hand turned into a flurry of afterimages, enveloping all the space around Tang Luo.

Leaving him no room to dodge.

The true attack was hidden within the sky-filling "staff shadows," or rather, wherever Tang Luo tried to dodge to.

Wherever he tried to dodge, the true attack would appear.

Unrelated to skills.

This is the technique Yao Jingwu comprehended through combat and cultivation after obtaining his fate—truly his own!

When wielded with a suitable weapon, its power is overwhelming.

Far surpassing all his other techniques.

Yao Jingwu's eyes were filled solely with murderous light.

He aimed at Tang Luo's neck, wanting his head to become a floating balloon!

"... Great Sage Equal to Heaven?"

Tang Luo laughed, and the sky-filling staff shadows vanished without a trace.

He grabbed the broom near his left shoulder with his right hand, staring at the ferocious-faced Yao Jingwu.

"A mere monkey demon, you dare?"

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar echoed within the underground training ground.

Causing some weaker divine demon wanderers to involuntarily cover their ears.

One could see Yao Jingwu's body had already sunk into the adjacent wall.

Around him appeared a distinct shallow pit, along with cracks spreading like spiderwebs in all directions.

Blood covered a certain area.

Even the ceiling had specks of crimson, resembling plum blossoms.

Letting go, the headless corpse was embedded, not having fallen.

"Pa-da" sound.

The held cleaning tool, however, fell to the ground.

Shaking off the bloody grime from his hand, Tang Luo felt deeply disappointed.

Originally, he thought daring to impersonate Wukong would at least show some substance.

But he turned out to be this weak.

Where did he get the confidence to claim his fate was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven?

On Yao Jingwu's corpse, a golden light ball slowly emerged.

Inside could be seen irregular fragments slightly larger than a fingernail.

Probably the legendary fate itself.

Without following the skill, it would disappear instantly, but instead it just hovered there, waiting for someone to touch it.

Tang Luo reached out and grasped the fragment in his hand.

The fragment burrowed into his palm, conveying the intention to merge.

Tang Luo remained unmoved, which counted as a refusal.

The golden light of the fragment quickly faded.

It fully revealed the original appearance of the fate fragment.

Similar to a duck egg in opaque white, the texture felt much the same to the touch.

Of course, it wasn't as fragile as an eggshell; Tang Luo applied a little force and it didn't break.

Its strength was already quite high.

Anyway, it was much sturdier than the cleaning and ominous equipment.

"Is this what fate is?"

"The Great Sage Equal to Heaven?"

"The Great Sage Equal to Heaven my ass! Probably just some monkey demon—if it were really Sun Wukong, how could it be this weak?"

"Maybe that monk is strong instead?"

The God-Demon Walkers whispered among themselves.

"He's so poor."

Tang Luo said to Qin Menglan as she approached.

After being killed, he had neither skills nor equipment.

I originally thought fate holders might be able to rob a rich guy or two.

Qin Menglan didn't really want to talk to the Lucky One.

Why not eat meat?

Not every God-Demon Walker is like you—having both fate and good equipment, huh?

"He's not the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, is he?" Qin Menglan asked.

Not wanting the "idol to collapse."

Or putting it more realistically, if the fate of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven is this weak.

It proves fate holders are just like that.

"Definitely not, but I don't know what kind of fate it is—probably just some unknown monkey demon." Tang Luo said, "I guess it'll become clearer after fusion."

Qin Menglan nodded.

"Well then, does anyone want to buy it?"

Tang Luo raised the fate fragment in his hand and shouted, "Most likely it's some monkey demon—exchange it for any treasure that can heal injuries, or anything you consider high-value, and we can trade."

"... So you're really going to sell it?"

"He's also a fate holder, so naturally he doesn't need it—of course he's selling."

"Is he injured? Does he need healing?"

The God-Demon Walkers murmured quietly.

No one came forward to trade with Tang Luo.

It wasn't that Tang Luo killing Yao Jingwu had made his reputation so fearsome that people didn't even dare think of trading.

Rather, with everyone watching, trading is something people prefer to do discreetly.

Even if the demand information was written on the blackboard, it was still relatively vague.

After the gathering ends today, it'll be wiped off—unless someone requests it to stay up.

What you obtained, or what you sold.

Only the two parties involved in the trade know clearly.

No one came over, but Tang Luo didn't mind—he just shouted for a bit, then later went to stand in a secluded spot, and naturally someone would come.

Whether it succeeds or not isn't important; the point is...

"Come, come, this is the poor monk's business card."

Tang Luo walked to the side, took out a stack of business cards from the backpack he had brought and placed down, and began handing them out.

The God-Demon Walkers took them with blank faces.

Then they looked even more blank.

Subduing Demons and Eliminating Evil, Enlightenment Society President, Xuanzang.

Still not effective? No charge?

What the hell!

"If anyone encounters danger in the future and needs the poor monk to perform enlightenment or help subdue demons and eliminate evil, feel free to contact him."

Tang Luo smiled warmly, "The poor monk has a signature skill he excels at, called 'Enlightenment'—healing wounds, curing illness, saving lives are no problem."

The cheerful advertisement time began.

Do it yourself, and you'll have enough food and clothing.

Killing Yao Jingwu already proved his strength sufficiently.

The advertising effect will definitely be top-notch.

Poor Yao Jingwu doesn't know that from the moment he proposed the duel, Tang Luo had already decided to use him as an advertising prop.

As for merit power, he did gain some.

Actually, Tang Luo originally wanted to demonstrate his strength a bit more to boost persuasiveness—believe in Master Xuanzang, and I'll keep you safe.

The result was Yao Jingwu daring to call himself the fate holder of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven?

Thus, they died quite cleanly.

Not all who walk as gods and demons are simpletons.

Some have been blinded by profit, seeking to earn merit by delivering heads to Tang Luo, and that's the limit.

It's a one-time thing.

Thus, Tang Luo pondered slightly: why not develop long-term clients?

Just say "Master Xuanzang, save me!"—gain some merit, how nice.

One cannot limit one's gaze to punishing evil; saving lives and promoting goodness are also necessary.

The gods and demons walking about glanced at the headless corpse embedded in the wall not far away.

Then they glanced at Tang Luo's peaceful, tranquil smile.

Are you sure your greatest skill is healing and saving people?

Rather than blowing apart others' dog heads?

Muttering inwardly, everyone wore smiles on the surface as they took the business card Tang Luo handed over: "Master Xuanzang's abilities are extraordinary."

"Certainly, certainly—if needed, we will definitely contact Master."

"Master!"

Someone even directly addressed him as "Master."

On the other side, Qin Menglan touched her cheek, feeling a toothache.

She began to reflect: was bringing this person in a mistake?

But after careful thought, even if not recruited,

he'd likely cause trouble outside anyway—better to keep him under watch, at least so he can be seen.

After successfully distributing all the business cards, even those without cards had Tang Luo's number saved.

This round of advertising was very complete.

"Let's go, let's go," Qin Menglan said, leading the way out of the underground training ground.

Yao Jingwu's corpse will be handled by someone later.

Returning to the villa interior, everyone resumed their small-group state, chatting and conducting clandestine trades.

Tang Luo looked at Qin Menglan and asked: "Do you want this fate? I can give you a discount."

Good person.

Introducing oneself into such a warm big family.

Tang Luo felt he could give Qin Menglan a discount—eighty percent off is no problem.

"……Let's talk about it next time," Qin Menglan said.

If it were some other normal fate,

she would naturally be interested.

But after seeing Yao Jingwu transform into a giant horse monkey, Qin Menglan instantly dismissed the idea.

Between beauty and danger, she chose beauty.

Of course, becoming a fate holder doesn't mean tasks can be easily completed—it only means increased strength.

The difficulty of divine demon game tasks is not what some divine demon walkers imagine.

It's tied to the strength of the divine demon walkers participating, precisely balanced on a certain line—each mission is very difficult, yet not utterly despairing.

There are tasks that seem extremely dangerous or look dangerous, but turn out surprisingly simple to complete.

People call it Miyazaki—no, it's the divine demons' malice and compassion.

Precisely because many situations cannot be fully defined, Qin Menglan told Tang Luo it's not absolute.

After chatting a few more words, Qin Menglan left.

The remaining time was Tang Luo's personal trading time.

Not long after, someone came over and whispered to Tang Luo.

Then left again.

Seeing that disappointed look, likely no deal was made.

Not long after that person left, a second arrived.

The allure of fate fragments remains considerable.

For most men, at critical moments, transforming into a blond ape-man is not an unacceptable choice.