Chapter 21: Worry
"Lalalala~"
Somewhere, a girl is looking into a mirror and brushing her long black hair. She seems very content.
"Dear Quan Yin Bodhisattva!!!"
"AHHHHH!!!! WHY DON'T YOU EVER KNOCK?!"
Yep, it's none other than our useless girl, Guan Yi.
"But I have extremely urgent news!"
"What kind of urgent?" Quan Yin complains while continuing to brush her hair.
"That guy and his disciple have arrived at our monastery!"
"Oh? Well, that's great news, isn't it? What's so urgent about that?" Quan Yin looks at Lin Fen.
"But... our monastery... has been completely destroyed by fire."
"..."
Both are silent.
"What did you say?" Quan Yin asks again, hoping she misheard.
"Our monastery is burned."
"Say that again."
"Burned."
"... What do you mean?"
"Fire."
...
Sweat begins to drip all over her, and Quan Yin is practically bulging her eyes upon hearing this dreadful news.
"W-What! Are you kidding me?!!"
"Oh no, I'm not kidding at all! Our monastery is completely burnt down!"
"Why do I feel like you're mocking me?"
"You've misunderstood."
"No, I'm not."
"... Master Quan Yin, you should remember this is the twelfth time our monastery has been destroyed, and you even forgot about it."
"..." Quan Yin falls silent, her face darkening.
"J-Just tell me who did this" She wanted to say something but couldn't, so she just ask
"It seems... it was the monkey."
"WUKONG!!! THIS TIME YOU WON'T ESCAPE!!!!" She shouts, preparing her belongings to head to the burned-down monastery.
***
"Delicious, but quite fatty. I don't think you're suitable to be chefs."
"Thank you for the compliment..."
"Did I praise you? If you want to die, say one more word, get out!" I put on a demonic face and stare at him.
"Oh, yes!" He trembles in fear and returns to the kitchen.
It's already noon, and Wukong hasn't returned yet. Normally, she would have finished by now, but for some reason, she hasn't.
I'm quite worried, even though she claims to be the strongest, staying out late like this isn't good.
"Should I go up the mountain?" I ask myself.
Meanwhile, Yu Long is enjoying her chicken, unconcerned about her surroundings.
Seeing Yu Long eat so well makes me want to flick her cheek.
"Sigh, maybe I should go up the mountain to see what Wukong is up to."
I stand up and ask Yu Long to prepare for the journey.
The monks are afraid, partly because they don't want to go up the mountain and partly because they fear that if they don't accompany me, Yu Long will eat them.
Fortunately for them, I don't want them to come with me. Too many people could cause a disturbance and hinder Yu Long from protecting me.
Afterward, the two of us head up the mountain. Despite the difficult path, Yu Long easily carries me on her shoulders and jumps up.
"Why do I always feel so useless and dependent on them?" I think to myself. Everything I've done so far hasn't been much help in battles—Wukong and Yu Long handle everything.
I need to do something to prove my worth as a young man.
With that thought in mind, we continue our ascent up the mountain.
***
"Huff!" Wukong dodged Heifeng's punch, causing it to brush against her cheek.
Heifeng quickly kicked at Wukong's waist, but she managed to block it.
She was about to strike back but was stunned when Wukong's hand slapped her face.
"So? Does that hurt more than your mother's slap?" Wukong teased.
"Definitely not. Your slap is nothing compared to my mother ripping my fingernails off" Heifeng retorted.
"Wow, your family sounds toxic."
The two continued to fight, but something strange was happening.
Wukong wasn't using her powers; she was relying solely on her physical strength to exchange blows.
Even Wukong, who typically preferred quick victories, wasn't wasting time in this battle.
'But for some reason, I can't use my energy. It's so annoying.'
Using power requires energy, and without energy, there's no strength to unleash.
Initially, Wukong was perplexed. She had tried everything, but her energy remained blocked.
'Could she have some ability that's interfering with my energy flow?'
However, it's still just a hypothesis because all this time she couldn't sense any energy she was using, which made her quite suspicious.
Before that, she believed that Heifeng's strength must be related to physical prowess somehow.
But not being able to sense any energy from her led Wukong to believe that she was born with terrifying physical strength from the start, unrelated to any magical abilities.
'Damn it, only 500 years and monster is already this powerful?' It was the first time Wukong complained.
"Where are you looking!"
"!"
Wukong startled as she saw her opponent preparing to strike at her chin, intending to dodge.
"You can't dodge!"
But Heifeng stepped forward. Her foot kicked Wukong's heel, causing her to stumble.
"Take this!" Then she attacked Wukong's forehead, the force of the blow causing the ground to crack under the pressure.
Heifeng thought Wukong was down, thinking she had killed her, so she relaxed.
*Thump!
Something hit her head, making her dizzy and fall.
She turned back to see Wukong still standing strong despite the blood flowing from where she was attacked.
The magical staff was a mysterious weapon that could change its form according to its wielder's will.
This allowed Wukong to sneak behind Heifeng and strike unexpectedly.
"You're resilient, you scoundrel."
Heifeng immediately stood up, glaring at Wukong.
"No more time for games, you pervert." Wukong was extremely serious this time, exuding a murderous intent with the intention to kill Heifeng.
"Same here, you shitty monke!" Heifeng was also serious, preparing to deliver a powerful blow to Wukong's abdomen with the intention of piercing through her.
Both of them stared intensely at each other and then vanished, continuing their battle.
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