Chapter Ninety-Three: The Black Monkey’s First Battle

“If it truly is him, then the Wind Style Family will not stand idly by!” Harold glanced at Chelsea, then turned to Binro, speaking slowly and deliberately.

“You all know who it is?” Upon hearing Chelsea and Harold’s words, Karl frowned, a bit displeased. This matter had originated in the Welsh Empire, yet it seemed he was the only one unaware of the identity of the newcomer.

“You know?” Binro looked uncertainly at Chelsea and Harold, deeply puzzled. His grandfather had told him about this matter, saying that aside from Kinnid and the four Dragon Knights, no one else knew. Furthermore, his grandfather had assured him that the five would never divulge any information. But how could he explain the situation unfolding before him…

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In the Southern Courtyard, at the battlefield, a group of young boys and girls stood, their faces alight with excitement as they gazed at the slowly opening gates to the Forest of Trials. A powerful aura emanated from each of them; not a single one was below the fourth rank.

“As expected of the Celestial Profound Academy—not only does it gather geniuses from across the continent, it also possesses abundant resources for cultivation. In just half a year, every student has advanced to the fourth rank!” Wang Luo could not help but sigh inwardly as he observed the excited youths around him. Before coming to the Academy, he had never met anyone so young who reached such a level. It had taken him nine years just to break through to Foundation Establishment.

“Wang Luo, are you sure you don’t want to team up with us? Even though you’ve reached the fifth rank, there are plenty of fifth-ranked magical beasts deep in the Forest of Trials, and quite a few sixth-ranked ones as well. Many talents have appeared in the other academies, so winning won’t be easy!” A graceful figure in blue appeared at Wang Luo’s side, speaking with concern, drawing an irritated glance from two fiery figures not far away.

“No need, Lisa. Be careful yourself. I still have Fang Boar and Little Monkey with me!” Wang Luo smiled as he spoke, once again declining Lisa’s invitation to join her group.

Squeak, squeak…

At the mention of its name, the little black monkey, its body pitch-black and eyes blood-red, began to chirp excitedly, even doing a somersault on the Fang Boar’s back.

Grunt, grunt…

The Fang Boar, staring intently at the Forest of Trials, seemed lost in its own thoughts. Its tiny eyes darted over Lisa with evident hostility—it had not forgotten that this very girl had nearly ended its life before.

“Hmph, you fat pig, you’re asking for trouble. Lisa, let’s go. We won’t team up with him. I refuse to believe we’ll lose to him again this time!” With a snort, Xilili called out to Lisa, who nodded to Wang Luo and then hurried to catch up with Xilili and Femi, heading toward the Forest of Trials.

Calling out to Fang Boar and Little Monkey, Wang Luo followed the crowd into the Forest of Trials—this was his second time entering.

Ever since his first venture into the Forest of Trials, he had avoided all subsequent activities there, as well as any courses where he might encounter Harold. He no longer understood his own feelings.

As soon as he entered the Forest, Fang Boar let out excited grunts and dashed toward a specific spot, eyes blazing with anticipation.

Little Monkey half-perched on Fang Boar’s back, gazing curiously at the towering trees around him. This was his first time witnessing such a scene, and a primal urge stirred within him.

“Little Monkey, go!” Encouraged by Wang Luo, who leapt onto a tree, Little Monkey hesitated only briefly before chirping excitedly and bounding upward, joyfully running and leaping among the branches.

Squeak, squeak…

Suddenly, a deep monkey call echoed through the forest, quickly followed by a chorus of squeaks of various pitches.

Squeak, squeak…

Little Monkey halted at once, his eyes glowing blood-red with ferocity as he climbed swiftly to the treetop, issuing a defiant cry.

Rustle, rustle…

With a flurry of leaves, dozens of greenish-yellow monkeys appeared, surrounding Little Monkey, leaping and scrutinizing him.

Squeak, squeak…

Abruptly, one monkey cried and lunged at Little Monkey, the others cheering it on, some even jeering, looking down on the nervous newcomer.

Rip—

Caught off guard in his first real fight, Little Monkey suffered a bloody gash across his body, prompting the surrounding monkeys to cheer even louder.

Roar, squeak, squeak…

Stung by pain, Little Monkey’s eyes blazed fiercely as he unleashed a roar unlike any monkey’s, transforming into a streak of black lightning, racing to meet the attacking monkey head-on.

Bang, bang, bang…

The two monkeys collided repeatedly among the branches, while the rest cheered mindlessly, unaware of the small figure hidden nearby.

Grunt, grunt…

With a series of grunts, the hefty Fang Boar appeared in the woods, glaring at the group of monkeys, then issuing impatient calls to Little Monkey—it could barely contain its eagerness.

Squeak, squeak…

Little Monkey responded with a squeak, his eyes suddenly glowing with a strange blood-red light as the attacking monkey lunged again.

Thud—

Seeing the blood light in Little Monkey’s eyes, the lunging monkey inexplicably froze. Seizing the opportunity, Little Monkey unhesitatingly drove his sharp claws into the heart of the greenish-yellow monkey.

Squeak, squeak…

The surrounding monkeys erupted into chaos, but Little Monkey’s glowing red eyes swept over them, instantly silencing the uproar. He inhaled forcefully over the fallen monkey, then leaped onto Fang Boar’s back, vanishing into the vast forest.

“Was that a soul fluctuation just now?” A doubtful whisper sounded, followed by the fleeting shadow that pursued the direction in which the boar and monkey had disappeared.

The cave—still the same as before, unchanged, though now tinged with strange memories, making it no longer the cave it once was in people’s minds.

Following Fang Boar, Wang Luo stepped into the cave once more, scenes from within playing in his mind, his body responding with an inexplicable sensation.

By the light of a fireball, he could see a patch of earth with a color utterly distinct from its surroundings. Wang Luo paused, staring at the unusual ground, recalling clearly that here, a man had entrusted his body to him.

After a complicated glance at this patch of earth, Wang Luo moved forward, the familiar blue glow gradually coming into view as the fireball extinguished itself.

At a slightly sunken spot, Wang Luo paused again. Here was the first time he experienced true madness with clarity, where he truly understood the sensation of making love. The look in his eyes grew increasingly complex, the strange feeling in his body intensifying.

Grunt, grunt…

He hurried on, almost fleeing, quickly reaching the cave’s depths where a small black monkey curled up at the entrance, as if asleep.

Inside the cave, the hefty Fang Boar was astride the ghostly blue serpent, gleefully gnawing at a giant mushroom, grunting with pleasure…

Something seemed to burst forth from his mind, a thing called desire instantly enveloping him. After half a year of restraint, it suddenly erupted. His hand, almost involuntarily, grasped the firm yet supple, fierce little serpent, moving rhythmically up and down…

Azure Dragon Abroad 93—Chapter Ninety-Three: Little Monkey’s First Battle. Update complete!