: Explosion

2024-07-31 Author: Gu Zhenren

: Explosion

The moment the fire persimmon was damaged, it immediately self-destructed!

Yuan Dasheng's attention was entirely focused on Yuan Er, the thousand-year fire persimmon, and the surrounding trap-setting explosive monkeys.

He had truly never considered the possibility of his own error!

It was simply impossible.

How many years had he been harvesting fire persimmons? It had become an instinct; there was no room for mistakes.

Yet the reality was, he had indeed made a mistake!

At that moment, the ape glared wide-eyed, watching helplessly as the persimmon in his hand exploded. The detonation triggered other explosions, setting off a chain reaction that was about to engulf the entire fire persimmon grove.

This was a thousand-year fire persimmon grove!

At this critical juncture between life and death, Yuan Dasheng thought of Yuan Er, who was still within the grove.

Without a second thought, he rushed back to Yuan Er, shielding him.

Holding Yuan Er, he attempted to flee the grove.

But Fei Si would not allow it!

This grove was the most vital asset of Fire Persimmon Immortal City, his personal responsibility, and a significant achievement under the city lord's tenure.

Each section of the grove was separated by defensive formations, precisely to prevent chain explosions during harvesting that could destroy everything in an instant.

The moment the explosion occurred, the defensive formation activated, isolating this thousand-year fire persimmon grove to contain the blast and prevent it from spreading.

Yuan Dasheng and Yuan Er were trapped inside.

Boom, boom, boom...

The chain explosion began.

Yuan Er trembled violently, shaking like a leaf, eyes squeezed shut, gripping Yuan Dasheng's fur desperately, screaming repeatedly, "Uncle Monkey, Uncle Monkey! I'm going to die, we're going to die!!"

Yuan Dasheng held him close, turning his back toward the exploding grove.

The entire fire persimmon grove detonated!

In an instant, flames shot skyward, raging like a giant crimson lotus blooming in the world, unbearably hot, enough to melt metal.

Terrifying flames and shockwaves rolled forth, filling the entire formation space.

The immense pressure of life and death contorted Yuan Dasheng's face into a grimace. Instinctively, he wanted to use the Demonic Blood Tendon Technique!

But suddenly, he seemed to realize something and hesitated!

On the mountainside.

Ning Zhuo watched in shock, the explosion's glow painting his young, tender face red, yet unable to erase the deep gleam in his eyes.

"Success!" His heart raced, filled with wild joy at this moment.

This was the trap he had painstakingly designed to kill Yuan Dasheng.

Faced with such a terrifying explosion, Yuan Dasheng was in mortal danger! He would have to exert his utmost effort to have any hope of survival.

But could he go all out? Could he reveal the Demonic Blood Tendon Technique?

Once exposed, he would undoubtedly face eradication and pursuit!

While there might be some leeway for demonic techniques in private, exposing it publicly—what righteous figure would dare shield him?

At this time, the four major factions were unaware of Yuan Dasheng's significant value in exploring the Lava Immortal Palace.

They were jointly hunting the shadowy demonic cultivator.

How would they react if another demonic technique user suddenly appeared?

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

The horrific explosion and crimson flames gradually engulfed Yuan Dasheng and Yuan Er.

Yuan Dasheng held Yuan Er tightly, and in a daze, he saw Yuan Yi again.

Yuan Yi excitedly held up Yuan Er, running to Yuan Dasheng.

"Look, Dasheng, this is my child, he's my child!" Yuan Yi was ecstatic. "I have a child, I have a descendant in this world."

Yuan Dasheng grinned, genuinely happy for Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi directly handed the child to Yuan Dasheng.

Yuan Dasheng hurriedly took him, somewhat flustered.

The infant was so small; he carefully cradled him in his palm. Through the tiny swaddling clothes, he could feel the baby's warmth and fragility.

It touched his heart.

Yuan Yi smiled, watching Yuan Dasheng: "You like him too, right? That's great, cough, cough, cough!"

As he spoke, Yuan Yi spat blood.

Yuan Dasheng quickly looked up, staring at Yuan Yi with a concerned cry.

Yuan Yi waved it off dismissively, "Old problem, you know that."

He wiped his mouth, spat another bloody mouthful, ignored the intense pain from his body, and grinned, "Climbing step by step from the bottom to this position, you have to pay some price, right?"

"Don't you think so, Dasheng."

The ape chuckled gruffly, his scars the best response.

Yuan Yi stretched his arms, took a deep breath: "Damn, I've lived a worthwhile life."

Then, in a calm voice, he said, "I've made my move. This child has no mother now. Hmph, that woman thought she could leverage the child. Without her, her family's manpower and assets are ours!"

"I told her I'd make her regret it."

"I said I'd make them pay double for the humiliation I suffered. I keep my word! Dasheng."

The ape nodded, his gaze softening as he looked at the infant.

Yuan Yi also looked at the baby: "I named him Yuan Er. Dasheng, my life won't be as long as yours."

"If one day I'm gone, let Yuan Er take my place and keep you company."

Yuan Er got hungry and cried. Yuan Dasheng squeezed juice from a peach the size of a washbasin to feed him, ending up drenching Yuan Er.

Yuan Er fell ill. Yuan Dasheng sped through the immortal city at night, burst into a clinic, grabbed the pharmacist by the neck, and dragged him back, leaping and running, the pharmacist's screams shattering the quiet moonlit night.

Yuan Er started climbing. He tugged at Yuan Dasheng's thick fur, challenging heights. Each time he fell, Yuan Dasheng's palm would catch him precisely.

Yuan Er grew gradually, while Yuan Yi weakened day by day, confined to his sickbed.

Finally.

In his last moments, Yuan Yi said to Yuan Er: "Brat, rely on your uncle monkey from now on. Hold onto this legacy for me."

The young Yuan Er wept uncontrollably.

Yuan Yi looked at the ape, rallied briefly, and shouted: "Dasheng! I... I..."

Yuan Dasheng cried out in response, but unlike before, there was no follow-up from Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi lay on the bed, eyes wide, mouth agape, devoid of any life.

The ape stood silently, like a stone statue. Expressionless, yet his ears roared as if with thunder.

Boom—!

The explosion deafened, the terrifying blast like a prehistoric beast instantly swallowing Yuan Dasheng and Yuan Er.

Then, the explosion was contained by the formation, the blinding crimson light filling the entire formation space.

In just a few breaths, the flames dissipated.

The onlookers could see inside the formation again.

A scorched wasteland met their eyes, the once lush fire persimmon grove almost entirely gone. Only a few persimmon trees remained, their trunks charred black, stubbornly standing.

Then, with the hot wind, the charred trunks cracked apart, crumbling to the ground.

Yuan Dasheng knelt on one knee, like a statue.

Yuan Er stirred in his arms, and Yuan Dasheng collapsed with a heavy thud.

His flesh was torn, his back blasted to reveal white bone, all fur gone, skin charred black in patches.

Eyes shut tight, teeth bared. The intense pain and desperate struggle were frozen on his face.

Yuan Er stared blankly, turning his head slowly, dazed, then shivered and snapped awake.

He quickly checked himself, finding only minor injuries.

It was a miracle!

Yuan Er couldn't believe it. At the moment of explosion, he thought he was doomed! Yet here he was, alive and relatively unharmed.

(End of )