Chapter 1181: Big Brother-in-Law

Chu Feng was startled. Could this monkey hear his thoughts? This creature could delve into others' minds—was that still considered hearing? It seemed more like telepathy.

He grew cautious. This monkey was formidable and unpredictable. However, if he understood correctly, the monkey could only perceive his inner thoughts when his emotions were heightened.

Chu Feng looked at the monkey and mumbled in his mind, "Hey monkey, I just whacked your head with a big club. What are you going to do about it?"

This was a provocation, and more importantly, a test. To gauge the true power of the Six-Eared Macaque's divine ability, he believed that even if the creature possessed profound composure, a momentary ripple would appear in its eyes if it heard his thoughts.

At that moment, Chu Feng secretly activated his Fiery Golden Eyes, fixed on Mitian's gaze, watching for any reaction.

Fortunately, Mitian remained calm and unchanged, indicating that he couldn't hear Chu Feng's thoughts when Chu Feng's mind was at peace.

Next, Chu Feng tried again, intentionally stirring up his emotions. He grumbled internally, "You, with your thunder god's mouth and fur all over, are so uniquely ugly, I want to beat you up again! How could your sister possibly be a peerless beauty? She must be broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, covered in half-foot long golden fur, shedding hair everywhere she walks. When she opens her mouth, it must be a gaping maw that could swallow half a mammoth, and her snores during rest must be like thunder..."

Chu Feng's mental grumbling continued, growing more resentful with every thought. The idea of the monkey introducing such a sister to him—was it an attempt to win him over, or an act of revenge?

"Definitely," he added silently, "she must be a female Six-Eared Macaque even brawnier than a bull. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but you, you rotten monkey, aren't you a sis-con? Despicable!"

Just as he thought, Mitian's eyes turned green, and he bared his fangs. With a loud *boom*, he whipped out a large green metal staff and brought it crashing down on Chu Feng.

Chu Feng quickly grabbed his spiked club again and met the attack. With a *clang*, the two weapons clashed like colliding meteorites, releasing a terrifying burst of energy.

The entire tent-dwelling trembled slightly, various symbols flickering across its surface, but it eventually stabilized.

"Cao De, how do you want to die?!" Mitian glared at him, all six ears quivering.

The monkey snarled, "It's bad enough you curse me in your mind, but you dare to blaspheme my sister? She's a peerless beauty, renowned in this generation! If you utter another word of nonsense, I'll break your legs, drag you before her, and let her club you to death!"

"And a sis-con? You dare to slander me? I'll kill you!" he added.

Chu Feng quickly dodged. He genuinely didn't want to continue fighting; they had already had one bout, and there was no need for another.

"Stop!" he called out. "Let's talk this through. I wasn't targeting you or your sister. I just wanted to test your so-called hearing to see if you could truly perceive my thoughts. Do you possess telepathy?"

The monkey's anger was difficult to appease; it clearly still wanted to engage him in a fierce battle.

Chu Feng quickly interjected, "The big picture is what matters. We need to defeat the Sub-Saints, get on that list, and share the Dao Fusion Grass. These trivial matters are nothing! I absolutely had no ill will just now; I was simply testing your hearing. Now I'm utterly convinced—your ability is truly unparalleled!"

Mitian exhaled sharply, suppressing the urge to violently attack Chu Feng. That damned scoundrel had actually called him a "thunder god's mouth" in his thoughts—it was infuriating!

However, he eventually managed to quell his rage.

This was because Chu Feng swore a blood oath, affirming that his actions were merely a test of the monkey's hearing, not a sign of disrespect or contempt for their race, and completely without malice.

"Good, you know what's good for you!" the monkey grumbled, finally letting his anger subside.

Then, inside the grand tent-dwelling, in one of the palaces, Chu Feng spotted a portrait on a mist-shrouded wall.

It depicted a young girl, innocent and romantic, radiating beauty and purity. Her large eyes sparkled with exceptional vivacity, and she exuded an ethereal, almost otherworldly aura, as beautiful and elusive as a wisp of smoke.

"Mitian, who is this? Which girl you secretly admire has her portrait hanging here? She's truly exceptionally beautiful and rare, a beauty that astounds the world."

"That's my sister! Now, feel your chest—does it hurt?!" The monkey poked Chu Feng's chest, baring its fangs and glaring angrily at him.

Chu Feng immediately exclaimed, "Good heavens! How can you two siblings be so different, such a stark contrast? She's radiating beauty, and you... why do you look so unfortunate?!"

The monkey's face instantly darkened, and it once again considered smashing Chu Feng's head with its large staff. "This damned scoundrel," it thought, "those named 'De' truly are no good!"

"Shut up!" the monkey roared.

Chu Feng soon learned that this was the monkey's biological sister, born on the same day to the same parents. However, one was in human form, while the other was the true form of a Six-Eared Macaque.

"Don't twins usually look alike? But you're covered in fur, while she's as pure white as jade. I'm not trying to be critical, monkey, but what did you do in your previous life to deserve this?"

Chu Feng's provocative words truly enraged the monkey, which immediately launched an attack without a word, and the two began to fight.

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire dwelling would be torn apart by their struggle.

Eventually, they reconciled, primarily because they still needed to cooperate on future endeavors.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng learned that the Six-Eared Macaque lineage, having evolved for a long time, had some members who now appeared indistinguishable from humans, while others retained their ancestral form.

Both forms, however, were equally powerful and formidable.

"Are you saying that the human-form Six-Eared Macaques also possess all the innate talents of your race?" Chu Feng suddenly felt uneasy. If the monkey's sister were nearby, she would undoubtedly have heard everything he said and would surely come to confront him later.

Fighting just one Six-Eared Macaque was already a struggle; facing another would be pure torture.

As if reading his mind, the monkey curled its lip disdainfully. "Don't worry," it said, "she's not here right now. She went to invite other experts."

Then, it added, "What's so special about the human form? It's not that I can't transform; I just find it too bothersome!"

"Brother-in-law, wasn't that just a misunderstanding?" Chu Feng said, slinging an arm around the monkey's shoulder, acting overly familiar. "Besides, I meant no harm. Come on, let's drink!"

The monkey erupted in anger. "Get away from me! Who are you calling 'brother-in-law'?! You have no shame! Let me tell you, earlier I was just trying to win you over; I never genuinely intended for my sister to marry you, so you can forget that idea right now. As for now, there's even less of a chance. Even if my sister found you agreeable and somehow agreed, *I* wouldn't allow it!"

"Let's drink," Chu Feng said, "we can talk about that later. There'll be plenty of opportunities!"

"There will never be an opportunity!" Mitian gritted his teeth.

"Fine," Chu Feng conceded. "Then let's discuss the Dao Fusion Grass. Who's on our team, how do we ambush those two or three Sub-Saints, and how do we eliminate them successfully?"

"Cao," the monkey said begrudgingly, "if it weren't for your terrifying strength, I'd honestly kick you out and forbid you from participating."

"Call me Cao De, not just by my surname!" Chu Feng reminded him.

"Cao, I'm not trying to offend you, but that name of yours is too inauspicious, too unlucky. I'll stick to your surname; I won't utter that dreadful name."

Chu Feng's face instantly darkened. Just being called by that surname, with that pronunciation... it was truly dreadful!

Every time he was addressed, it felt like an insult!

"I'm warning you, you *must* add the character 'De'!" Chu Feng said impassively.

"Generally, names are given to signify what's lacking, so that's what you call it. So you're... 'lacking virtue'?" Mitian jabbed at him.

"Shut up!"

"Cao, honestly, it's like your parents saw right through you, which is why they gave you that name!"

Now it was Chu Feng's turn to feel like throwing a punch. He truly wanted to give that damned "thunder god's mouth" another beating.

Chu Feng found the drinking unpalatable, his face grim. That cursed monkey insisted on calling him only by his surname, never his full name.

Chu Feng was filled with regret. How unlucky it was to have named himself Cao De; even a different surname would have been better.

Finally, the two held a private discussion and agreed on several points.

"Six-Eared," a voice from outside the tent interjected, "I heard your weapon was snatched, and you even got hit on the head with your own spiked club?"

Just then, voices emanated from outside the grand tent, and two figures strode directly in. One possessed a head full of golden hair, surveying with a piercing, hawk-like gaze, exuding a sharp, intimidating presence.

Chu Feng instantly recognized him: a roc transformed into human form, whose aura somewhat resembled the Roc Emperor's.

The other figure had thick black hair and profound dark eyes. This young man stood calmly, radiating an aura of the Dao.

Mitian adamantly denied having been beaten. "Nonsense!" he scoffed. "How could I have been defeated or suffered any loss? I'm telling you, I met a master today, and our plan is now feasible!"

He then proceeded with introductions.

"Peng Wanli, the strongest Golden Body from the Peng Clan!"

"Xiao Yao, a core disciple from the Dao Sect!"

The monkey offered only brief introductions, simply stating their identities without revealing further details.

When it was Chu Feng's turn, the monkey was equally concise.

"Cao, a savage who just emerged from the ancient forests."

Chu Feng's face twitched, and he quickly added, "My name is Cao De!"

"Ignore him, just call him Cao!" the monkey declared self-righteously.

"Cao, hello!" Peng Wanli said with a full smile, lowering his intimidating demeanor.

Chu Feng, both annoyed and slightly surprised, said, "I recall the Peng Clan supporting the overlord of Southern Zhanzhou, didn't they?"

He distinctly remembered that at the Heaven-Piercing Waterfall, the Heng Clan, along with the Peng Clan and the Sub-Immortal Clan, were all aligned with the overlord of Southern Zhanzhou.

"What's the big deal?" the monkey said lazily. "Even chickens know to put their eggs in different baskets, let alone rocs."

With a *bang*, Peng Wanli lashed out with his palm, nearly striking the monkey's head.

The monkey jumped back, exclaiming, "Old Peng, if you've got the guts, fight this savage instead!"

"It seems you've taken a beating," Peng Wanli said, shaking his head with a smile as his golden hair flowed. "I won't fall for that trick!"

"Alright, enough infighting," said Xiao Yao, the core disciple of the Dao Sect. "We need to conserve our energy right now."

His words held weight, and this was evident.

The Six-Eared Macaque nodded. "Once my sister returns," he said, "if she manages to recruit that expert, we'll have enough manpower to make our move."

In fact, Peng Wanli and Xiao Yao had also sought to recruit a top expert in the Golden Body realm, but their efforts had been unsuccessful this time.

Now, with Cao De added to their ranks, if the monkey's sister succeeds in her recruitment, they can launch a decisive ambush against the Sub-Saints.

These individuals were both arrogant and incredibly audacious!

Soon after, they disbanded, each returning to their own residences to patiently rest and conserve their energy.

Before leaving, Chu Feng took a small portable dwelling from the monkey. He set it up inside his tent, and instantly, fragrant flowers bloomed, birds chirped, pavilions and terraces materialized, and water flowed gently, making his living space incredibly comfortable.

However, someone within the continuous camp was watching him. An old man chuckled, "The Six-Eared Macaque, the Peng Clan, and the Dao Sect are joining forces. Perhaps they truly can succeed in their plan and get a few young ones onto that list!"

Naturally, he dared not let his voice carry, fearing that the Six-Eared Clan might overhear him.

"Hmm, Hong Yu," the old man sneered, secretly transmitting a message to his grandson, "call your elder brother over. We'll use some methods to drive this Cao De away and deny him any opportunity. If necessary, your brother can even cripple him, as long as he doesn't kill him; just force him to leave. Then you can take his place and join that small group with the Six-Eared Macaque, Peng Clan, and Dao Sect to conspire for a great fortune. As for Cao De, he needn't bother—he should just meekly surrender his spot!"

The young man smiled and nodded.

At the same time, inside his tent-dwelling, Mitian was baring his fangs, his injuries clearly not light, secretly cursing Cao De.

Just then, an old servant, a God-King, silently appeared. "Young Master," he said, "I heard you were injured. Shall I, your old servant, go teach that savage a lesson?"

Mitian glared. "Do you have a death wish, daring to pull such a dirty trick in the camp?" he retorted. "Regardless of whether he has other connections, the Heaven-Reaching Mirror monitors everything here. Anyone who dares to disregard the rules like that is doomed to a miserable death!"

"Very well," the old man mumbled, retreating awkwardly.

Mitian spoke. "No matter," he said, "this was just a minor setback. Once I'm on that list, I will surely make leaps and bounds with the help of the Dao Fusion Grass. At the same time, I also have an unparalleled opportunity for a complete transformation. Once my strength reaches a certain level, the Old Ancestor will intercede for me and send me into the forbidden land of the 'Supreme Bagua Furnace' to temper my true self. When I emerge, my power will undoubtedly be unmatched, having forged an indestructible body!"

Throughout the vast camp, all parties were making preparations, each driven by their own interests and ambitions.