Chapter 200
She retained a portion of the Sugarcane King's spirit and sealed it within the Great Radiant Light.
That spiritual body was extremely small in weight, but its essence was very clear.
"It's more like a casual move."
Hebe smiled and turned her gaze back to the Great Radiant Light.
Upon seeing this, the smile on her face turned into surprise.
"This is..."
An uninvited guest arrived at the tribe outside Fangcun Mountain.
An unnamed tribe.
Under Kama's teachings, this tribe has transcended primitive ignorance. They retain Bharata customs, but their culture, which shapes inner spirit, is closer to that of Cathay.
This tribe is a seed with infinite possibilities; even Hebe doesn't know where they will end up.
But she was certain that it wouldn't be worse than the reign of the Progenitor Daksha.
At this moment, the once peaceful yet vibrant tribe was now filled with shouts, noise, and chases.
"He's over here! I saw him just run towards our warehouse!"
"I'll ambush him from behind!"
"Not that way! You've gone the wrong way, go around the lake!"
The entire tribe is currently in complete chaos and disorder.
What they went to great lengths to hunt down and intercept was not some ferocious beast, but merely a monkey.
This monkey has a slender body, a small head, a red face, pointed ears, and a long tail that is held high like a flagpole.
He was now trapped on the rooftop by people armed with pitchforks, sticks, and plows, with nowhere to escape.
"Chirp chirp chirp!" The monkey scratched its ears and cheeks in a panic, "Chirp chirp... What are you doing? Why are you trying to catch me?"
"You know perfectly well what I'm asking!" the villagers shouted angrily. "You splattered all the butter we've prepared everywhere, bathed in the harvested milk, and even stole women's clothes... The Kshatriya's royal city is right on the banks of the Ganges, and they have plenty of gold and silver."
Why don't you go find them instead of causing trouble for us? You damned monkey!
The monkey was so anxious that it was running around in circles. It had several ribbons of sari wrapped around its body, and with this movement, its tail got tangled in the roof.
The villagers were overjoyed at the sight and seized the opportunity to quickly set up a ladder to climb onto the roof and capture the mischievous monkey alive.
As the villagers drew closer, the monkey suddenly bared its teeth and flicked its tail.
His body suddenly swelled up like an inflated balloon, growing to a height of three meters in a flash!
Boom!
The roof of the house collapsed instantly.
The women watching from afar were talking amongst themselves, wondering whose house had collapsed.
A moment later, the village chief's wife was seen cursing loudly in the crowd:
That's my house!
But now is not the time to worry about that.
But then the three-meter-tall monkey suddenly tore its sari off, grabbed the beams supporting the house, and roared loudly.
"I am the son of the Vayu! Who dares to capture me? Who dares to touch me?!"
Under the Bodhi Tree, Hebe's lips curled into a smile.
Just as she thought.
With the update, the Snow Mountain Pure Land appeared in the mortal world, and the distance between the wasteland and the real world became extremely close.
Some creatures that originally lived in the wilderness also began to migrate to the present world to reproduce and thrive, and the monkeys are a typical example of this.
These monkeys living in the wilderness are intelligent and possess the ability to "change size," and they are also strong on their feet, enabling them to quickly travel between the two places.
Later, lucky apprentices would occasionally find traces of the desert monkey on the border.
Whether as a summoned creature, a servant, or even an assistant in a ritual, the Wasteland Monkey is capable of fulfilling all these roles.
The modern Bharata monkeys are widely distributed in the dense forests of the southern subcontinent.
The true form of Vayu is also quite interesting.
The beings now worshipped as gods by the Bharata have several origins.
One is the kings of Sarkaz, such as Indra, who was elevated from the Exile; Agni, the fire god who was elevated from Bhrigu; and most importantly, the Mahadeva Shiva was transformed from Kullong.
The Other, there are the faces of the rulers of the wastelands, such as Yama, the god of death, held by the Duke of Sighs; Soma, the god of the moon, held by the Holy Grail; and Varuna, the god of water, possibly held by the Pearl.
However, the Vayu does not belong to either of the above two categories. Symbolically, it represents the wind and atmosphere of nature, signifying the natural flow of life.
Naturally, this belongs to the territory of the April Archon Fisher King.
From a divine perspective, it possesses the fundamental attributes of movement and change.
And this falls under the category of "August Archon - The Remnant Wolf".
The Vayu was born from the clash between the Fisher King and the Wolf King, and possessed the characteristics of both rulers.
"Thinking about it this way, the Vayu must be the son of the Fisher King and the Wolf..." Hebe disrespectfully gossiped about the rulers' family affairs.
And this monkey, who calls himself the Child of God, was born in the same way as the Ragged Ascetic.
However, the mother of the Ragged Ascetic was influenced by the Mahadeva Shiva and gave birth to a child.
This monkey was born because it was influenced by the Vayu.
However, regardless of Hebe's past or present life, this monkey's reputation far surpasses that of the ignorant, Ragged Ascetic.
"Hanuman the Monkey King... but how did he end up here with me?"
Hebe stared at the monkey in the halo, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Let's give it a try for now."
In the tribal village, a monkey resembling Hanuman brandished a large club, baring its teeth.
The village chief was not afraid of the three-meter-tall monkey.
He calmly told the women to take the children and run first, while he led the able-bodied men, armed with weapons, to confront the giant monkey.
A house can be rebuilt if it's gone, it's nothing.
But what if this intelligent monkey, who can change size, harbors a grudge against the village and seeks revenge every day?
As Master Kama said, even if you guard against thieves for a thousand days, you will still make a mistake. Either don't do it at all, or do it thoroughly!
"Divine Monkey!" The village chief gripped his pitchfork. "Since you are the Child of God, why didn't you tell us sooner?"
A hint of shame flashed in the monkey's eyes, but it didn't reply.
The village chief, assuming it was just a monkey being too lazy to respond, said, "Divine Monkey, since you have proven your divine power, you deserve to be worshipped. The ghee, milk, and clothing you took are our offerings to you. But we are just a small tribe and cannot afford to support such a great Child of God."
"Go to the cities of the Kshatriya, where you will receive offerings and honors a hundred or a thousand times greater than here."
The village chief's words were truly sincere.
They don't need any divine protection now, and they can live very well.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, the monkey's face immediately showed a look of shame and indignation. With a squeak, it hurled the beam in its hand at the village chief!
After smashing the log in its hand, the monkey darted into the forest without looking back and disappeared without a trace.
The village chief never expected the monkey to react this way.
He stared blankly at the ever-growing beam in front of him, his mind going completely blank, and instinctively ran to the side.
Boom! The thick beam crashed to the ground.
The village chief, still shaken, turned around and looked at the beam in front of him. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and collapsed to the ground.
"Oh my god, that scared me to death... Wait, what's that thunder in the distance?"
Meanwhile, in the forest, the monkeys hurriedly ran away.
An indescribable sense of shame was assaulting his internal organs, making his already flushed face burn even more.
"Woo! Caw!"
He screamed in agony, tears streaming down his face.
Through his teary eyes, the monkey heard a rumbling sound coming from afar, like thunder, or perhaps the sound of someone's footsteps.
Although the sound was heavy, it was extremely fast, and in an instant it appeared next to the monkey.
"Who do I think it is? It's just a mischievous monkey."
The heavy footsteps disappeared, but the dizzying sounds did not stop.
The monkey looked up and found that a huge divine general had appeared before it.
What a magnificent general! He wore a golden-winged crown, Golden Armor, a golden-scaled skirt, and golden cloud-patterned boots. He held a vajra whip in his hand and a golden bow at his waist.
A golden ribbon, as if it were alive, was wrapped around his waist and arms, radiating divine light and displaying awe-inspiring power.
It was utterly vulgar, but for the Bharata, this great vulgarity was a kind of elegance they had never experienced before.
Not to mention monkeys that have grown up in the forest all their lives.
He was so stunned that he stood frozen in place, unable to move.
"You impudent monkey!" the Golden Armored Divine General roared. "You have committed many evil deeds and disturbed the patriarch's peaceful cultivation. Therefore, I have come to arrest you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Armored Divine General reached out and grabbed the three-meter-tall monkey in his palm.
He kicked off the ground, and golden clouds surged forth from beneath his feet, enveloping his body. In an instant, he arrived at Fangcun Mountain.
Upon arriving at Fangcun Mountain, the Golden Armored Divine General didn't waste any words; he simply threw the giant monkey in his palm onto the ground.
The Golden Armored Divine General were actually the Purification Knights created by Hebe. They were not usually needed, but today, on a whim, Hebe disguised them as the "Yellow Turban Warrior".
The monkey knelt on the ground and timidly raised its head.
But then they saw a gigantic Bodhi Tree that reached to the heavens and the earth.
The clouds beneath the trees rise and fall.
On the cloud bed lay a beautiful young woman, her long flaxen hair floating in the clouds, radiant as the sunset and graceful as a dragon.
A brilliant halo floated behind the girl's head.
Standing beside her was a blazing, bluish-purple flame.
But when the monkey opened its eyes to take a closer look, the flames had transformed into a woman.
The woman's eyes were captivating and her face radiant and alluring, yet she gave off a sense of emptiness, as if she did not exist in the world at all, but was merely a wisp of embers.
Hebe, lying on her side on the cloud bed, opened her eyes, looked at the monkey kneeling on the ground unable to move, and chuckled.
"Hanuman?"
"How do you know my name?" the monkey asked in surprise.
"That's not a difficult thing," Hebe smiled slightly. "But you, you wreaked havoc on the village, destroyed the villagers' food, and even nearly killed people."
"You are capable of changing size, understand human speech, and possess wisdom. How could you have made such a mistake? There must be some misunderstanding."
Hanuman had no intention of harming anyone; he was simply running away and dodging the villagers' attacks without even fighting back.
It only transformed into a giant ape when it could no longer escape, and trampled down the village chief's house.
Although the village chief spoke respectfully, being called the "Child of God" was not an honor for Hanuman, but a shameful thing.
Hebe saw all of this clearly.
"If you have any grievances or hidden reasons, why not tell me about them?"