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Under the leadership of the Great King, the monkeys were eager to try. After all, everything they encountered here existed within the Hell Palace, ghosts, or demons.

Sometimes they even fought against some demons. Daily battles would increase their abilities, and they were not the kind to stay quiet.

Because of their existence in the Hell Palace, they could neither plant trees nor fruit trees. With the presence of the Vine Immortal, some fruit trees were planted here.

Previously, the monkeys had no fruits to eat here. Since the arrival of the Monkey Immortal, many fruit trees have been planted.

Amid the large fruit forest, this is the monkeys’ secret base, which must not be entered by outsiders, nor should demons come to snatch food, and certainly, human demons shouldn’t pick the fruits.

This fruit forest is where they carry out their activities.

Now that humans have entered, are they here to compete with them for fruits?

If it were merely for achieving tasks, they wouldn’t hold such hostility toward humans. But humans have trespassed into their territory, so they won’t be cordial again, urging humans to leave their territory.

When several hundred cultivators led by Feng Qingcheng entered this place, they discovered its uniqueness: a red sun, gray soil, fertile land, with various fresh fruits planted and mature, making them all desire to pick and eat, even drooling.

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Seeing these nuts made their mouths water, realizing that these fresh fruits planted here had denser spiritual energy than those from the orchards in the cultivation world.

These nuts looked delicious whether juiced, brewed into wine, or eaten raw.

They were not the type to covet or be unable to afford fruits; at their Saint Sect’s base, their residences had orchards planted.

Moreover, their family locations also had orchards, and previously, if they saw these fruits, they only wanted to supplement their energy and eat a bit.

They knew eating these fruits would improve the skin and further enhance the concentration of spiritual energy within the body.

Now seeing these fresh fruits felt like seeing miraculous elixirs or treasures, akin to the legendary Ginsengfruit and Longevity Fruit.

After all, there were apples, peaches, lychees, bananas, pears, mangoes, oranges, grapes - fruits from both the South and North were all gathered here, and in the same season, ready to be eaten, which seemed quite peculiar.

Feng Qingcheng wondered if these fruits always bloom and bear fruit, continuing endlessly, never to be depleted. Could it be due to the fertile land? Or is it because the energy of the red sun is overly abundant?

In this place, seasonal fruits could be seen during the rainy season, perhaps these fruits span all four seasons, visible in any season; does this place disregard seasonal boundaries?

No one could answer Feng Qingcheng’s questions.

Feng Qingcheng didn’t voice these questions, merely letting them pass through her mind. She and the other cultivators hadn’t started picking fruits before a multitude of monkeys appeared in the orchard.

Amidst a group of fierce-looking monkeys, three wore crowns; could they be Monkey Kings?

Feng Qingcheng and the family’s cultivators didn’t know the Monkey Kings were Monkey Immortals but knew everyone arriving here for divine tribulation was from their base, and the area belonged to the Saint Master’s Immortal Treasure.

Their family wasn’t comparable to other esteemed families, joining this divine tribulation for the first time.

Participating in such tribulations never before, does not mean they weren’t curious. Previously, those who entered the Saint Master’s Immortal Castles, upon returning, seldom spoke of the divine tribulations within.

Maybe it was to keep secrets for their masters.

They entered with anticipation of encountering the extraordinary, beyond mere treasure hunting, facing different creatures.

Upon encountering these monkeys, they immediately took a defensive stance.

The monkeys weren’t dawdling, immediately greeting them with hostility.

Except for the few Monkey Kings yet to make a move, the other monkeys had already begun battling humans.

The monkeys trained by Monkey Kings wielded a vine whip; why not use a cudgel?

This vine whip was a weapon forged by Monkey Kings.

Harvested from the Immortal Vine Tree as a vine whip.

While the Immortal Vines also produced seeds, seeds used in spells that grew into vine whips were no match for those harvested from the vine trees.

These young monkeys wielded vine whips, their weapons, though not as magical as human weapons.

The vine whip seemed alive, able to bind Immortals, let alone cultivators.

Hundreds of cultivators led by Feng Qingcheng battled hundreds of monkeys, only some mature ones engaged, while the young and old monkeys stood by Monkey Kings watching.

The Monkey Kings grinned as they watched.

The young monkeys chattered incessantly.

A few Monkey Immortals spoke human language, shouting insults loudly.

Men and women in Feng Qingcheng’s family felt flustered.

Never have they experienced animals cursing so fiercely, unable to distinguish them from the taunting monkeys.

The battling monkeys were undeniably strong.

Despite using magical treasures, they couldn’t gain an upper hand.

Not only couldn’t they gain advantage, but their weapons almost got bound; if not for the light rings protecting them, their bodies would be bound too.

Fortunately, they also possessed spells, accepting the chef’s techniques, one hand wielding a magic artifact, both hands ceaselessly battling.

The monkeys, agile in body, dodged and leaped continually.

Unlike humans who stood firm engaging monkeys.

Feng Qingcheng and hundreds of cultivators realized they’d encountered fierce demons.

Initially, not designing formations led to some regret.

After realizing, they began forming formations.

While forming formations with companions, Feng Qingcheng secretly glanced at the few Monkey Kings and monkeys.

The Monkey Kings communicated something in beast language, observing that the monkeys also agilely formed formations like humans.

Facing a group of refined monkeys, hundreds strong, yet to engage the most formidable Monkey Kings, fought them to a standstill.

As both sides formed formations, the battle intensified fiercely.

While amidst the fray, one Monkey King produced a chair; several Monkey Kings sat there.

Then, monkeys stood higher around them on the chair back and sides.

Some monkeys climbed onto trees.

The battle occurred deliberately in the orchard’s flattest area, with the fewest fruit trees.

Monkeys feared their fruits damaging in combat.

Humans were led away from the orchard by the monkeys.

Attempting to fight and pick fruits simultaneously proved impossible.

Those monkeys guarded their orchard, watching constantly, protecting their food supply from humans who could pick them.

Feng Qingcheng and companions faced a dilemma; despite seeing abundant fruit trees, tempted by the laden fruit.

They couldn’t spare any effort to pick fruits.

Feng Qingcheng wondered if Su Chang’an had also reached the orchard.

Despite wondering, she noticed their group was the only cultivators present, with no others nearby, unaware of others’ whereabouts, perhaps transported elsewhere.

Feng Qingcheng expected to join Su Chang’an, fighting together upon entering.

Unexpectedly, she hadn’t encountered Su Chang’an.

Feng Qingcheng realized their family’s members lacked ability, relying only on skills like Talismans.

This being a divine tribulation, they couldn’t hold back, employing their true prowess, killing weak monkeys designated as food.

Temporarily unable to kill monkeys, unwilling to provoke a fiercer attack.