Monkey Wukong

Only when the night wind blew did I rise and leave Souma's grave, returning to the house where I had awakened as Yasuo. ♧✌ 🎃♚

The interior was still very basic, and because the doors and windows were not airtight, a thick layer of dust had accumulated inside.

I used the Wind Force to clean the house, then lay down on the bed to rest. I was sound asleep when I was awakened by a rustling sound.

The sound was very faint, but I was walking alone and was quite alert, so I sensed it quickly.

I continued to pretend to be asleep, waiting for the uninvited guest to come in. Sure enough, I heard the door open.

As the attacker drew near, I quickly stood up, drew my Gale Sword, and thrust it forward. The attacker was startled, but reacted swiftly and dodged my attack.

That's when I realized that what was in front of me wasn't a person, but a monkey!

Even a monkey could dodge my attack? That's outrageous! But what surprised me even more was what happened next: this monkey actually spoke!

"Who are you? Why are you here!" the monkey asked me first.

"I should be asking you that too! This is my room, why did you sneak in in the middle of the night?"

"Your house? I've lived here for almost a year and haven't seen a single living person. Don't try to fool me!"

"This used to be the Wind Sword Sect. I am the only surviving disciple of the Wind Sword Sect, so this place naturally belongs to me!"

"What Wind Sword Sect? This is Monkey Mountain! I went through so much trouble to clean it up, and you just want to steal it like that?"

He said he had been there for almost a year, which means he arrived not long after I left Ionia. No wonder I didn't see any corpses when I arrived; it turns out these monkeys had cleaned them up.

Wait, a monkey? Could he be Wukong?

"May I have your name?"

"What do you care what my name is! Get out of here, this is my territory!"

"Looks like you're not going to give a proper answer. How about we have a match? Whoever wins, this is their territory."

"Fine, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Actually, I didn't plan to stay here. I only said a few more words because I thought he was Wukong. I didn't expect that we would still have to resolve this through a battle in the end.

What I didn't expect was that this time I've gotten myself into a huge mess!

This monkey was decently strong, but far inferior to me. Our first encounter was quickly decided.

But he didn't give up. Before dawn, he challenged me again, and unsurprisingly, I defeated him once more.

For the rest of the day, he would rest until he was ready, then challenge me. If he lost, he would recover on the spot and then challenge me again.

In these challenges, I clearly felt that he was getting stronger with each challenge, and this change was astonishing.

By the third day, I had started using the Wind Force, but he quickly adapted to Wind Force as well.

On the fourth day, I used my Uniform Strength, which caused him great suffering, but he remained tenacious and unyielding.

By the fifth day, the effect of Uniform Strength was no longer noticeable, because his agile movements allowed him to completely avoid contact with the force.

At the same time, I discovered that he had learned many of my moves, and he had also learned the techniques of the Five Teachers Strength Speed Shadow Precision, quite well.

Now I'm really interested. He has such a strong learning ability! If I use the Wind Sword and Laurent Swordplay, will he be able to master them quickly too?

With that in mind, we began to fight with our weapons, but I didn't use the Gale Sword because he had no weapon that could match it.

Just as I expected, the monkey was also extremely efficient at learning swordsmanship, mastering the moves in just two days.

However, although he learned quickly, he couldn't grasp the essence of it, and his moves appeared very crude.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. It's already unbelievable that they've mastered it this much in just one week. If they were like me, what would they be like?

On the eighth day, he challenged me again, and this time it took me a lot of effort to defeat him.

He didn't pester me like before, but instead knelt at my feet:

"You're amazing! You're amazing! This place is yours now! Can you take me as your disciple? I want to join the Wind Sword Sect!"

So it turns out they realized they couldn't beat me, so they came to become my apprentice!

I'm quite interested in him. Since he's joined the Wind Sword Sect, it's good that he has more disciples.

"No problem. From now on, you are a disciple of the Wind Sword Sect. Now, can you tell me your name?"

"Thank you, Master! My name is Kong, and I come from the Vastaya Forest in the north. What's your name?"

"My name is Yasuo. Since you've become my disciple, I'll give you a new name."

"Okay, okay, what should we call it?"

"You have a high level of comprehension, so let's call Wukong!"

"Wukong, it sounds better than before! Then teach me your skills right now!"

"Well... skills can't be learned just by talking, and sparring has its limitations. Come with me and go out into the world. Experience more battles, and with your talent, your future is limitless!"

Wukong happily agreed, and then we set off together.

I only came back this time to pay my respects to Souma, but I never expected to take on such an amazing disciple.

Given his learning ability, he'll catch up to me in no time, which will undoubtedly be a great help.

On the way, I asked him why he had come to the Wind Sword Sect. Wukong didn't hide anything, but his cheerful tone turned a little sad.

In the northwest of Ionia lies a remote, uninhabited forest called Vastaya, where many orcs live.

These orcs are said to be descendants of refugees from Freljord who fled war in ancient times. During their reproduction, they were influenced by a "divine tree," causing their descendants to mutate.

Over countless years of reproduction, no human figures could be seen in the dense forest anymore. All intelligent beings were orcs, living carefree lives until an accident occurred a year ago.

A group of men in black suddenly burst into the dense forest. They were all of similar build, wearing tight-fitting clothes and concealing their faces, resembling members of the Shadow Stream Cult.

These people quickly approached the divine tree, clearly with ill intentions. Wukong and his clansmen, who lived nearby, fought against the men in black to protect the divine tree.

Wukong and his companions were no match for the man in black and were mercilessly slaughtered. Wukong was also slashed and knocked unconscious. What happened after that is unclear.

When Wukong woke up, he found that his wounds had healed and there were no corpses of his clansmen around. He began to search, but he did not find any trace of his clansmen for many days.

If it weren't for the obvious scar on his chest, he would have even doubted that the intrusion by the men in black was just a dream.

Confused and lost Wukong finally made a bold decision: to go out into the world beyond the dense forest, to find out what really happened that day and to avenge his people!

After many twists and turns, he met many people, but for some reason, everyone avoided him.

Later, he ended up at the Wind Sword Sect and found signs of a battle there. Wukong thought it was related to the man in black, so he stayed there. But he didn't wait for the man in black; he met me first.