I am truly the Monkey King

The Super Police were whispering and giggling behind their hands.

"Mr. Su abused a group of demons and beheaded a real person, what a character. The Outstanding Talents Bureau actually thought that their recruitment was an unsurpassed honor that everyone would beg for. Where does this confidence come from? It's utterly laughable."

"The Outstanding Talents Bureau has always held themselves above others, looking down on Loose Cultivators and Super Police. Now they get to taste what it feels like to be looked down upon."

"For such arrogant people, this is the way to teach them a lesson. Let's see if they dare to act so smugly in the future."

...

"All of you shut up," Gao Fang roared at the Super Police, his face ashen.

One of the braver Super Police couldn't help but retort, "Why are you yelling at us? If you have the guts, go vent on Mr. Su, hmph, you only bully the weak and fear the strong."

"What did you say? Say that again if you dare," Gao Fang trembled with anger, pointing and shouting at the Super Police.

"That's enough!" Gao Yang, the bureau chief, exploded, "Aren't you ashamed enough?"

While the group was arguing noisily, Su Hang had returned to the hotel and knocked on Tang Lifen's door.

Her hair fell like a cascade, and her smile was bright. She wore a thin white sweater and a high-waisted purple mermaid skirt, looking like the girl next door: charming, exciting, gentle, and approachable.

Li Qingdai went home to see her parents, so Tang Lifen was alone. Su Hang placed the blood preservation box in front of her.

"Miss, you're really something. Waiting until the fight was almost over, you hid in the shadows and finished it with one slap, playing mysterious," Su Hang complained, clearly displeased.

"Su Hang dear, I aim to be a woman who becomes an international superstar," Tang Lifen said, kicking off her slippers and sitting on the sofa with her two long white legs crossed. "Fighting and killing is severely at odds with my pure, adorable, and elegant temperament, so I can't be too involved."

"You... forget it," Su Hang waved dismissively, not bothering to continue the topic. "The Demon Cultivators I killed on Forget-Me Mountain were all from the Devouring Moon Ancient Clan, connected by blood to Qiu Jing. Therefore, by using the Bloodline Sensing Technique, we should be able to locate her."

His cultivation level wasn't enough to cast such a large-scale spell as the Bloodline Sensing Technique, so he could only ask Tang Lifen for help.

"Now you see, when it comes down to it, you still need me," Tang Lifen said narcissistically, lifting her delicate chin. She sat cross-legged in the center of the room, opened the blood preservation box, and her body surged with immense immortal power, drawing on the blood within it.

In a blink, all the blood scattered, turning into blood patterns that fluttered like dancing butterflies, hovering in the room.

"Gather!" Tang Lifen suddenly shouted, waving her slender jade-like fingers and forming a Seal Symbol.

All the blood patterns converged into a thin thread of blood and entered the void.

One minute, three minutes, five minutes.....

Sweat beads began to form on Tang Lifen's forehead, sliding down her soft, delicate face, and dripping drop by drop from her chin.

They fell onto her dazzlingly white thighs and slowly slid down her legs to her ankles.

Her feet were snowy and translucent; each toenail was painted red, like ten red plum blossoms scattered on a pristine field of snow.

"Whoosh!"

Tang Lifen's eyes snapped open, and the blood thread in the void disappeared with it.

Su Hang quickly focused and asked, "How did it go, did you find her?"

Tang Lifen wiped the sweat from her face and shook her head, "Qiu Jing must be hidden within a formation. I can only sense her approximate location."

"An approximate location works. Where is it?" Su Hang asked, slightly relieved that there was at least some result.

Tang Lifen cracked a smile and said softly, "Weiyang City in Qinyuan Province!"

Weiyang City, with an area of more than ten thousand square kilometers and a population of over twelve million, that range was too big.

"Can you narrow it down any further?" Su Hang asked.

Tang Lifen shook her head.

"Thank you!" Su Hang turned and left.

"Hey, where are you going?" Tang Lifen called out to him.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm off to Weiyang City to look for her," Su Hang pondered silently.

Since the place where Qiu Jing was staying was concealed by a formation, the best approach would be to directly search for the formation, which would make things much easier.

Tang Lifen lazily stretched her slender back, rubbing her neck, "I've got an important gathering tonight in Weiyang City. When Qingdai gets back, we'll set out. Let's go together."

"Oh, that works," Su Hang's phone rang. It was Secretary Guo. He answered right away.

"Su Hang, we've worked all night and calculated that in the county there are a total of 320,000 people struck by the Life-Devouring Talisman, which makes up 38.6 percent of the total population," Secretary Guo's voice seemed to shake.

Three hundred and twenty thousand people—that was how many families were affected.

If all these people died, how many more would be left in unbearable pain?

Even though Su Hang had been mentally prepared, he still felt a lump in his throat, "I've just ascertained Qiu Jing's approximate location. She's currently in Weiyang City."

"The government has already contacted the Earth Spirit Hall, and I'll notify them of this information as soon as possible," Secretary Guo said. He asked about a few other matters and then hung up.

Just after Su Hang ended the call, another call came in. He answered, "Yue Dan, did you need something from me?"

"I called you this morning; you haven't forgotten about the awards ceremony at Mei County High School at 2:30 PM, have you?" Yue Dan's calm voice came through gently.

"Uh..." Su Hang glanced at the time—it was already 3:10 PM, "Sorry, I got busy and forgot. I'm on my way now."

At Mei County High School, Yang Zhenlin was giving a lecture to the students.

He spoke eloquently and often referenced his experiences at Yanjing Transportation University, captivating all the students in the playground with wide eyes and full attention.

"What's that?" Suddenly, a student stood up and pointed in a direction, exclaiming in shock.

Yang Zhenlin instinctively looked in that direction to see someone sprinting and leaping across rooftops, rapidly approaching them.

"That's... Su Hang," Yang Zhenlin's face darkened instantly.

From the six-story teaching building, Su Hang jumped down directly, gliding like a large bird and landing lightly on the ground, eliciting a chorus of gasps.

The elderly principal immediately invited Su Hang to stand beside him and addressed all the students, "This cultivator's name is Su Hang, an outstanding graduate of our class of 2016. He enrolled at Huaxia University with the second highest score in the entire province.

During yesterday's demon rain incident, he had preemptively alerted the government to arrange evacuations and, at the outbreak of the demon rain, he personally ascended Forget-Me Mountain, slaying all the attacking demon cultivators, saving the lives of hundreds of thousands of residents of Mei County..."

Before the principal could finish, a round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the sports field.

"Su Hang is one of us from Dongyuan Village," a few high-schoolers from Dongyuan Village proudly boasted to their classmates instantly.

Some even thought privately that when Su Hang was accepted into Huaxia University, it was the talk of the village. Yet, he chose the Martial Arts Institute instead, and who knows how many people laughed at him behind his back, calling him a fool.

Now Su Hang had saved tens of thousands in the county, and when this news got back to the village, those who had laughed at him would definitely be dumbfounded.

"Old Chen, take a look at my student. How does he compare to your proud protégé who has just been promoted to a department head in some bureau in Yanjing?" Su Hang's former homeroom teacher, Shen Ru, said with a beaming smile, turning to his old colleague.

This Old Chen had, relying on having such a successful protégé, often boasted in front of him.

Old Chen's face looked as if he were constipated, unable to utter a single word. The accolades Su Hang had earned this time were simply too monumental and extraordinary.

Up on stage, Yang Zhenlin's face was ashen. He knew it would be this way. No matter where it was, as soon as that bastard Su Hang showed up, his limelight would be completely stolen. It had been like this in the past, and it remained the same now.

Look, he hadn't even finished his report and the microphone had already been moved in front of that bastard.

"On December 21, 2015, a large group of demon cultivators from a foreign land descended upon Earth, and no one can guarantee that there wouldn't be a second or third wave of them.

Gentlemen do not stand beneath a collapsing wall. We must prevent trouble before it arises. Facing a potentially increasingly severe future, if you want to protect your loved ones, uphold the backbone of the Huaxia people, and guard Huaxia from foreign invaders, there is only one way—self-strengthening, cultivation.

My purpose for coming here today is to impart to all my fellow villagers a cultivation technique, in hopes that while you study your academic courses, you will also take the time to cultivate properly."

Su Hang extended his finger and channeled his True Qi to create the character "Dao" in one breath, fluid and bold in the air.

With a sweep of his hand, the "Dao" character was imprinted on the wall of the teaching building.

"This 'Dao' character contains a cultivation technique called 'Heaven and Earth Righteous Qi Art.' Only Huaxia people with a heart full of righteousness can cultivate it," Su Hang had specially asked Guanyin for this cultivation technique before coming here.

Nowadays, cultivation techniques were so rare that everyone's eyes burned with eagerness as they looked at the "Dao" character, the old principal included.

"That'll be all, Principal, I'll take my leave!" Su Hang stood up and said.

Yue Dan quickly rose to his feet as well and said, "Su Hang, it turns out I have to go too. It's been a long time since we've seen each other, let's have a meal together."

"A new Xiangxiang Residence has opened in the eastern part of the city; they make really delicious barbecued meat, let's go there," Chen Xuemei proposed familiarly, much to Yang Zhenlin's dismay.

"Don't go outside, let's dine in the school instead. It's a good opportunity to talk with your teachers," the old principal said, trying to hold them back.

Su Hang was about to agree to the principal's gracious invitation when Tang Lifen called him: Li Qingdai had returned and was calling him to Weiyang City.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Principal, but I have urgent matters to attend to in Weiyang City, and I cannot delay," Su Hang politely declined.

"Senior Su, remember to come back when you have time to teach us how to cultivate!"

"I want to go to Tian Ce Martial Arts Academy and become your schoolmate to learn from you."

...

All the students stood up, waving their hands at Su Hang with gratitude as they bid farewell; they all knew that Su Hang had saved their lives and the lives of their families.

This treatment filled Yang Zhenlin with intense jealousy and envy. He muttered to himself, "I must also cultivate. I want to completely surpass him and let everyone know that I, Yang Zhenlin, am the best."

Su Hang returned to the hotel, packed his suitcase, and got into Tang Lifen's car. The red sedan headed toward Weiyang City.

"Dingling, dingling..."

It was the sound of a text message, from Yang Zhenlin.

"Su Hang, since you're not interested in Yue Dan and Xuemei, stop leading them on and trampling on their feelings. By the way, just a reminder, you still have Ye Chuqing. Be careful not to mess it up!"

"Who is Ye Chuqing?" Tang Lifen caught a glimpse of the content on Su Hang's phone.

Su Hang just smiled and didn't respond.

"Look ahead, there are so many people. I hope nothing's happened," Li Qingdai noticed a crowd up ahead and couldn't help stopping the car, only for those people to surge over.

"Is Mr. Su Hang in the car?"

"We heard Mr. Su is leaving and came especially to see him off."

...

The crowd was babbling—among them were old martial artists, super police, and many ordinary people.

"Thank you, thanks everyone for seeing me off!" Su Hang quickly got out of the car.

"This is the Eight Extremes Fist Manual left by my ancestors of the Zhang Family; I hope it can help you improve your strength," an old martial artist presented a time-worn ancient manual.

"This is a Spirit Grass I dug up in the mountains," an elderly woman held out a radiant red Spirit Grass and handed it to Su Hang.

...

"The County Magistrate Su is here!" Someone shouted, and the crowd immediately parted to make way.

A middle-aged man in a Sun Yat-sen suit, looking refined, swiftly walked over and gripped Su Hang's hand.

"You are a child of Mei County, I won't bother thanking you. Take great care on your journey, and remember to let me know if you run into any difficulties. I and the elders and folks of Mei County will fully support you!"

Su Hang left, and many people along the roadside waved farewell to him until the car left Mei County, and no one seeing him off was in sight anymore.