Chapter 61: Dare You Hurt My Monkey?

The sudden voice startled Elijah and Vesta.

Both immediately sprang apart, turning sharply to gaze behind them:

“Who’s there?!”

“Just an ordinary passerby…”

A handsome young man in a white T-shirt shrugged, smiling at the blond man on the left: “You’re Elijah?”

Elijah narrowed his eyes, pointing his revolver at Lin Yu and coldly asked: “You know me?”

Lin Yu smiled and said: “Of course I do—the famed Nathan Guard. To be honest, I’m quite interested in Nathan Island; if I have time later, I might pay you a visit…”

“Is that so?” Elijah sneered. “Then think carefully!”

“Nathan Island isn’t just an island for cultivators—it’s a place forgotten by the world. Any cultivator who sets foot on it voluntarily is considered to have abandoned their nationality and identity, becoming a stateless outcast…”

“I know that well…”

Lin Yu bent down without concern, soothing the agitated golden monkey at his feet, and chuckled: “Relax, relax—I’m here, so your kind won’t die. Don’t believe me? Take a closer look~”

At these words, not only the golden monkey, but Elijah and Vesta too were stunned.

The next instant, the monkey whose body Elijah had shot through weakly cried out—then, before Elijah and Vesta’s shocked eyes, it staggered to its feet!

Worse still, every single golden monkey lying dead along the mountain path suddenly “revived.”

Twisted limbs snapped back into place, dislocated joints realigned, and even severed limbs and bloodied wounds healed visibly before their eyes.

“What’s going on?!”

All foreign and domestic cultivators present, including Elijah and Vesta, stared in shock.

Lin Yu naturally had no intention of explaining to them what a healing spell was.

He patted the golden monkey beside him, stood up, and smiled: “Alright, stop attacking them. They’re just doing a job for pay—they didn’t mean to invade your territory.”

“Besides, from now on, this place is no longer your territory.”

“Your leader has agreed to my terms—he’ll lead the entire tribe to relocate elsewhere…”

Leader? Relocate?

The monkeys exchanged glances, clearly confused by his words.

Seeing this, the golden monkey beside Lin Yu flew into a rage, pounding its fists and chattering loudly.

The other monkeys widened their eyes, glaring angrily at the chattering monkey, and began chattering back in unison.

In an instant, the entire valley erupted into chaotic monkey shrieks.

Elijah and the others exchanged glances, silently gathering together, wary of the agitated monkeys surrounding them.

A flood of mental waves poured into Lin Yu’s mind, leaving him with a headache.

He let out a cold snort, and his terrifying spiritual force surged outward like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing the entire valley.

“I said he’s the leader—he’s the leader!”

“What? Do any of you have objections?”

A terrifying aura radiated without restraint, filling the valley’s spiritual field like a dark, suffocating sky.

Elijah and the others had just entered the valley and hadn’t yet merged into its spiritual field, so they could not fully perceive this aura—only a faint sense of change in the environment, carrying an ominous foreboding.

In contrast, the monkeys within the spiritual field felt it far more intensely.

In their eyes, countless massive black shadows stretched behind Lin Yu, writhing like demonic gods, twisting and lashing out, arrogantly blotting out the entire sky…

In the original story, one could gain the monkeys’ approval simply by following the correct path through the valley.

But Lin Yu’s actions had long surpassed mere approval.

In an instant, every monkey fell silent, cowering on the ground, trembling in terror.

Seeing this, the golden monkey in front of Lin Yu grew even more arrogant, grinning triumphantly as it chattered loudly.

Lin Yu smirked, reached out, grabbed the back of its neck, and lifted it up, exasperated:

“Stop acting like you’re the boss. Take them all away—go back to where we were before.”

“Squeak!”

The golden monkey hurriedly obeyed, leapt to the ground, let out two loud calls, and dashed back along the path on all fours.

The cowering monkeys exchanged glances, hesitated briefly, then rose one by one, casting cautious glances at Lin Yu before vanishing into the forest and cliffs.

“Alright!”

Lin Yu clapped his hands lightly, drawing the attention of the foreign cultivators, then smiled sweetly: “Now that the monkey problem is settled, shouldn’t we settle accounts?”

“….”

Everyone froze in surprise.

Elijah’s face darkened—he seemed to understand.

But some, like the American using telekinesis, had no idea what Lin Yu meant.

Nash frowned: “What accounts? What are you talking about?”

Lin Yu smiled: “Of course—the monkeys’ medical bills and emotional distress compensation.”

“What?!”

Everyone stared at Lin Yu in disbelief.

Nash exploded: “They were the ones attacking us!”

“Didn’t you invade their territory first?”

Lin Yu glanced at him: “I recall you’re American. Under your laws, a homeowner has the right to shoot intruders on sight, right?”

Beside him, Elijah’s face turned grim: “You yourself said we were just doing a job—we didn’t intend to invade, and besides, they’re just monkeys, not—”

“They’re my monkeys!”

Lin Yu gazed at him calmly.

At these words, everyone’s hearts sank—they all braced for battle.

At that moment, Lin Yu’s demeanor shifted again—he smiled warmly at them all: “How about this? I won’t ask for much. Just hand over your sect’s cultivation methods, and I guarantee you all leave safely.”

“Dream on!”

Nash sneered, and the pebbles hovering beside him shot out like daggers.

Lin Yu stood still, showing no movement—yet the flying pebbles shattered violently, exploding into dust three feet before him.

“What a pity—you made the worst choice…”

Before he finished speaking, a blurred figure suddenly appeared behind Nash.

Before Nash could react, a palm laced with toxic Qi slashed across his neck.

“Ugh!”

Nash’s eyes bulged wide, turning bloodshot—he collapsed instantly.

Chanon, standing nearby, whirled around—only to find the attacker had vanished.

“Ambush!”

“Damn it—he’s not alone!”

The Muay Thai expert Chanon roared, swinging his fist violently upward.

A howling gust of force surged forward with his punch, revealing a distorted, blurred figure.

“There!”

At Chanon’s shout, Elijah swiftly raised his revolver and fired.

“Bang!”

The engraved bullet left the barrel, accelerated midair, and became a crimson streak of light.

He Jingfeng, hidden within the Illusion Veil, had no time to dodge—the crimson streak struck.

But before the bullet pierced his body, two slender fingers suddenly appeared, pinching the bullet between them.

“Alchemical bullet…”

Lin Yu had appeared before He Jingfeng without warning, studying the deformed bullet between his fingers with interest.

So fast!

Everyone stared at Lin Yu in shock.

He Jingfeng kept his blurred form and murmured: “Sorry, Brother Lin—this isn’t my kind of scene.”

“No need to apologize—who else would be a killer?”

Lin Yu smiled: “Besides, you showed no strong emotional fluctuations just now. Even without me, you could’ve handled that bullet yourself, right?”

(End of Chapter)