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Chapter 835: Little Tornado and Black Drill

Chapter 835: Little Tornado and Black Drill

As a monster with roots, the Silver Moon Demon King occupied three mountains in Yuexia Kingdom, namely Wangyue Mountain, Liujin Mountain, and Langtao Mountain.

Apart from the Moon-Watching Mountain, which has the best scenery and the most spiritual energy, the remaining two belong to the Second King and the Third King respectively.

Further down are the left and right vanguards of each hill, and the three flag captains under their command.

There are six vanguards and eighteen flag captains on the three hills, which sounds like a lot, but when you add in the tens of thousands of little monsters, it seems very thin.

There are more monsters than meat, so who is on top and who is at the bottom depends on the relationship with those above.

Amber belongs to the three kings of Langtao Mountain and is under the jurisdiction of the captain of the lower flag, one of the three flags of upper, middle and lower flags under the command of Wu Ma Vanguard.

There are hundreds of monsters like him, who manage the affairs of the back mountain, including but not limited to keeping watch, patrolling the mountain, chopping wood and so on.

But the hardest job is mining in the mines.

In the middle of the three hills occupied by the Silver Moon Demon King, there is a small spiritual mine. When they cannot increase their physical body by eating blood, the spiritual ore becomes an important way for the monsters to practice.

Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't happen to it, but who can blame it for having a good master?
Amber is responsible for patrolling the mountains every day. At the end of the month, he can get a spiritual ore the size of a soybean, which can be used to exchange things with others, or swallowed to increase his cultivation. If he is more thoughtful, he can save everything like the original owner's father and leave it to the next generation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch the package on his back, as if he could feel the eager expectations and the smell of blood on it.

hiss.
Sometimes, there doesn't seem to be much difference between monsters and humans.

When the sun was at its highest point in the sky, Amber successfully arrived at the foot of Langtao Mountain. From a distance, he saw several disemboweled corpses hanging on both sides of the road.

The flies attracted by the smell of blood turned the originally good mountain road into a place like a slaughterhouse.

"Black Diamond, you're finally here!"

Just as Amber was looking at the corpse, a shrill voice sounded in the woods, followed by a rustling sound, and a humanoid creature with a rat's head walked out. Its body was hunched, and it walked softly and deliberately with big strides, which was very strange.

"It's okay for you to go home to visit your family, but the whole task of patrolling the mountains falls on my head. If I don't watch, I'll lose all my weight."

"You don't have to do it."

Amber rolled her eyes.

The guy opposite is called Little Tornado. He is very fast but has almost no attack power. He usually quarrels with other monsters, and when he gets angry enough, he just scratches with his claws, like fighting with a shrew.

However, it is not easy to do the job of patrolling the mountains on your own.

This guy has a unique skill, which is that he likes to collect feces. The fresher the better. If he is really irritated, the shit will really spread all over the forest, and the smell will linger for a long time and cannot be washed away no matter how hard you try.

"What are you saying? When your father was still alive, you were my colleague. I was the one who got the name Black Diamond back for you. Well, now you're turning your back on me!"

Little Tornado was so angry that his eyes turned red.

The lower the level of the monster, the more honest its heart is.

"No, this is just a joke."

Seeing that it was getting angry, Amber restrained his attitude and took out a few pieces of dried meat from behind and threw them over.

These were all left by Zhu Cuihua for him as snacks.

"Humph!"

Xiao Xuanfeng snorted as he held the dried meat in his mouth. He stuffed the meat into his mouth in a few seconds but did not swallow it. "When your father was alive, he also liked to use this meat to fool me. It's not only salty, but it also makes your teeth ache when you eat it."

That's what it said, but it didn't come out.

Amber didn't want to argue any more, so she looked at the corpse and asked, "What happened?" "Haha, you asked the right person."

Little Tornado was shocked. "The miners in their mines were found to have hidden the Spiritual Essence Stones. They even left through our mountain. The three kings were furious and skinned them in front of all of us."

“I see the skin is still there, isn’t it?”

Amber looked at it carefully, then retorted.

“Is this a question of presence or absence?”

Little Tornado was almost pissed off. "Do you understand the point I'm making? Little guy, take a closer look at what they are!"

Hearing it say this, Amber's brows gradually frowned.

"All monkeys?"

"Hehehe, that's right!"

Little Tornado grinned and said, "It's not just us. The monkeys on the other two mountains have also suffered. No one knows the reason."

After saying this, he lowered his voice again, looking mysterious.

"I heard a rumor from an old friend that this was an order from the King himself. They must die even if they are not at fault."

These words reminded Amber of what Zhu Cuihua had said before, and she couldn't help but sigh.

Although I don't know why the Silver Moon Demon King wants to commit such a serious crime, after thinking about it, I think it is better to make plans in advance.

At least when the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, he will not be implicated and can live a peaceful life.

"Alright, alright, hurry back to the mountain and don't run around. Otherwise, if anything happens, I won't be able to explain to your mother."

After saying this, Little Tornado waved his hand, turned around and went back into the woods.

Patrolling the mountains is not just a matter of walking around. From dawn to dusk, you have to keep moving around the area you are responsible for. If you dare to be lazy, you will lose your job at best, and be demoted to a mine slave at worst.

Amber's holiday to visit her relatives has not yet ended. She can take a day off today, but starting tomorrow morning, she will have to continue patrolling the mountains.

He tightened the package behind him, looked at the monkey corpses a few more times, and then walked up the mountain leisurely.

Based on limited information, this should be the post-Journey to the West world. For some unknown reason, the monkey met with an accident and not only has he become unknown, but he has to be cautious even when he is mentioned. Even his monkeys and grandchildren are being bullied by other monsters.

In Amber's impression, there seemed to be only a few monkeys under the Silver Moon Demon King, but there were quite a lot of them in the mine.

Oh, I really want to just leave.

But where can we go?
Amber looked back at himself. According to the descriptions in his memory, the level classification of monsters was very rough. Only those who could survive the thunder tribulation could be truly considered great monsters. Before that, they were just spirit monsters.

In terms of strength, it is roughly equivalent to a human foundation-building cultivator. He can transform into wind and clouds, and use lightning to refine things that fall from his body and turn them into his own magic weapon.

If you still can't win, you'll have no choice but to show your true form and fight to the death.

Going any higher, there’s nothing left.

The monster has almost reached the limit at this point, and it is basically impossible for it to make any further progress.

God won't allow it.

Of course, if by some chance you are noticed by the immortals and are bestowed with magic weapons and methods of cultivation, then you will be on the road to success.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that those guys in the mountains curse freely, such as watchdogs and house dogs, they are really sour!
(End of this chapter)

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