Chapter 28

"Monkey is about to start the furnace, you must remember that."

"Don't worry, Little Bird, Old Sun remembers!"

"Make sure to remember, use a little less strength."

"My little body can't take too much roughness."

"Little Bird, you're great in every way, but you're too nagging," the monkey said with impatience, his furry arms waving continuously.

"It's not that I'm nagging, but Monkey, you're too strong. Even a little bit of your strength is too much for me to handle," the fire crow beside the monkey stretched its neck and said with a sincere expression.

However, his tone was filled with flattery.

"Monkey, can you change the way you address me? Don't call me Little Bird anymore. Call me Yang, or Little Demon is fine too."

"Old Sun understands," the monkey said.

"Monkey, no, Big Brother Monkey, I have something to discuss with you," Yang Qifeng moved closer to the monkey and said in a flattering tone.

"Go ahead, Little Bird," the monkey looked at the flames burning on his body, casually slapped them with a monkey palm, and the flames were extinguished. The burned fur quickly recovered its luster under a faint glow.

Yang Qifeng's face turned bitter, but he ignored it and said with a thick face.

"After the furnace opens, Big Brother Monkey, can you throw me a few bottles of immortal pills when you break free?"

"That old official's immortal pills have been mostly eaten by Old Sun. There's not much left," the monkey scratched here and there, lying on the ground, his body restless, and said.

"It's fine, it's fine, just a few bottles will do," Yang Qifeng's eyes shone brightly as he said repeatedly.

How could the things of Laozi be eaten up by you, Monkey? I've licked what you've left.

You haven't even seen the best things of Laozi. The legendary Nine-Transmutation Golden Pills can make a person achieve the rank of Golden Immortal with just one pill.

Yang Qifeng didn't think the monkey could get any good immortal pills. The top three grades were out of the question, no, even the fifth grade was unlikely. It didn't matter much to the monkey, who already had an indestructible body and the strength of a Golden Immortal, while he himself hadn't yet achieved the path of immortality.

What the monkey didn't value was still a good thing for him.

"Alright, that old official threw Old Sun into the Eight-Trigram Furnace. I still have a score to settle with him," the monkey said carelessly, picking his ear with a needle.

"Let's forget about settling scores with that old official. Taking a few bottles of immortal pills from him will settle the score. Big Brother Monkey, you're so generous, why bother with him?" Yang Qifeng sighed inwardly, thinking, 'Ignorance is bliss. The most mysterious and unpredictable in the entire Heavenly Court is not the Jade Emperor, who sits high on his dragon throne and governs the thirty-three heavens, but the old Taoist who deals with the Eight-Trigram Furnace every day.'

"Alright, Old Sun is so generous, I won't bother with him," the monkey lifted one leg, crossed it over the other, and held a plump peach in his hand.

The peach was flat and round, with a small indentation at the top, its skin a deep red with a yellowish tinge at the top.

The peach was beautiful, red, and lustrous, emitting a fragrant aroma, making Yang Qifeng's mouth water.

"Little Bird, don't look. You're too weak; this isn't for you to eat," the monkey took a bite of the peach, leaving tooth marks. The yellow flesh was revealed under the red and yellow skin, and juice flowed from his mouth as he said in a muffled voice.

Beautiful in shape, bright in color, excellent in taste, fine in texture, tough in skin, easy to peel, abundant in juice, sweet and thick, fragrant, and melting in the mouth—these words automatically filled Yang Qifeng's mind.

Swallowing his saliva, Yang Qifeng knew that the monkey wasn't a stingy person. If he could eat it, the monkey would definitely give it to him. Now, the monkey not giving it to him was for his own good.

In short, his strength was too weak. The peaches were for immortals to enjoy. For those who hadn't achieved the path of immortality, eating them would not only bring no benefits but also great harm.

"This is a peach of immortality, but why is its aura so weak?" Qianlan Demon God's voice echoed in Yang Qifeng's mind, filled with doubt.

"Can it not be weak? This is the one that ripens every three thousand years. The one that ripens every nine thousand years is much stronger," Yang Qifeng replied casually.

"Tell me in detail?"

"Didn't you hear Monkey's tales of his great achievements?" Yang Qifeng didn't answer immediately but asked a question.

"I don't have time to listen to that youngling's stories," Qianlan Demon God said confidently.

"The Peach Garden has 3,600 peach trees. The first 1,200 trees have small flowers and fruits, ripening every three thousand years. Eating them can make one achieve immortality and become light and healthy. The next 1,200 trees have layered flowers and sweet fruits, ripening every six thousand years. Eating them can make one ascend to the heavens and live forever. The last 1,200 trees have purple patterns and yellow cores, ripening every nine thousand years. Eating them can make one live as long as the heavens and the sun and moon."

"All nonsense. Living as long as the heavens and the sun and moon is the realm of a Golden Immortal. Does he think those peaches are all Nine-Transmutation Golden Pills?"

"Ask him for some peach pits," Qianlan Demon God said after cursing in Yang Qifeng's mind.

"What's the use of that? They won't grow even if you plant them," Yang Qifeng replied to Qianlan Demon God's divine consciousness in his mind.

How could peaches be grown by others? The only place in the world where peaches could grow was the Peach Garden in the Heavenly Court. Otherwise, after so many Peach Blossom Feasts, countless peach pits would have been scattered, but no peaches would have appeared elsewhere.

"Don't worry about that. I have a way to grow the peaches," Qianlan Demon God said solemnly.

"Big Brother Monkey, I can't eat it. Can you leave me some peach pits? I'll see if I can plant them when I go back," Yang Qifeng said.

"Here you go," a peach pit was spat out from the monkey's mouth into Yang Qifeng's arms.

Yang Qifeng didn't hesitate, quickly put it away, and looked at the monkey with a complex expression. The Eight-Trigram Immortal Furnace was about to open, marking the moment when the monkey would officially step onto the historical stage, and it was also the time for him to break free.

Continuously collecting peach pits, Yang Qifeng was satisfied with his relationship with the monkey.

At first, he mishandled the situation and had a conflict with the monkey, but after careful consideration, Yang Qifeng realized that his approach was wrong. This monkey had a heart as high as the sky, and using intimidation was undoubtedly asking for trouble.

A hard approach clearly didn't work, but a soft approach had a miraculous effect.

Speak human language to humans, and ghost language to ghosts—this was a necessary skill from his previous life. Under Yang Qifeng's deliberate efforts, their relationship not only improved but also quickly warmed up, leading to the current scene.

Creak, creak, creak!

The Eight-Trigram Immortal Furnace opened!

"Big Brother Monkey, remember to use less strength."

"Don't forget the immortal pills," Yang Qifeng shouted hurriedly.

"Got it," an impatient tone reached Yang Qifeng's ears.

A golden light flashed, and the monkey disappeared. Immediately, a huge force was transmitted, causing the entire fiery world to shake.