"Ya, ya, ya..."
In his urgency, the black-furred monkey's thoughts turned, and he activated the Divine Ability Qiu Yan had taught him. His body shrank drastically, transforming into a stone that suddenly dropped downward, trying to escape the gale.
But such efforts were ultimately futile. After several breaths, the wind eased slightly, and the stone fell from above.
Upon landing, the stone rolled over and transformed into a sharp-faced, rat-eyed man—this was a habit he had developed after walking the Mortal Realm several times. His original monkey form caused the people of every place he visited to fear, loathe, or even attack him. Thus, after Qiu Yan taught him the art of transformation, he often took human form and faced the world with this appearance.
After doing all this, he turned and looked around, only to find himself in an unfamiliar forest.
"This is definitely not Slanting Ridge Mountain!"
With a single glance, the black-furred monkey determined his surroundings. He had lived on that mountain for over a year, and as a monkey, he had climbed every inch above and below it, leaving not even its smallest corners unexplored. How could he possibly mistake the place?
Master really is driving me away!
With that thought, anger welled up in the monkey's heart. "It's all those meddlesome people, tattling every day until they finally angered Master. But I haven't even learned the method of immortality yet!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The ferocity deep in his blood was stirred awake, though even stronger was his reluctance to part with his master's school.
Whether it was his desire to obtain the method of immortality, the more than year of peaceful living, the scoldings from the young boys and girls that carried concern and protection, or Qiu Yan's