Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 199 - 160: Beast Speech?! [Vote for Recommendations!]

Chapter 199: Chapter 160: Beast Speech?! [Vote for Recommendations!]

"Really nothing?"

Chen Jichuan seemed to take it in but remained skeptical, repeatedly confirming with Dong Qing and the others.

"Really nothing."

Dong Qing and Liu Hengbo both shook their heads.

"If that’s the case—"

Chen Jichuan’s mind turned quickly, and his expression suggested he was 70-80% convinced.

The group saw this and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At least he’s willing to listen.

Chen Jichuan’s strength was overwhelming. Head-on, even with their numbers, they weren’t afraid. But what they feared was him playing dirty while they dealt with the Iron Arm Monkey Group and the Iron-Arm Monkey King.

That would be a real headache.

Dong Qing, Liu Hengbo, and the others waited in silence, hoping this troublemaker would leave of his own accord.

Unexpectedly—

"No Sword Ancestor Treasure is fine."

"But since I’m already here."

"The ’Red Fruit Wine’ is rare, and the Iron Arm Monkey Group is troublesome. I, Chen, humbly believe my swordsmanship is decent and would like to contribute my meager efforts to assist everyone."

Chen Jichuan smiled at Dong Qing and the others as he spoke.

His words were polite, but the underlying meaning was crystal clear to everyone:

He won’t leave; he wants a share!

"This—"

Dong Qing and the others froze for a moment, inwardly cursing him.

"What’s with ’since I’m already here’?!"

It’s not a vacation!

You’re the renowned ’Gentleman Sword,’ ranked tenth on the Heavenly List, brimming with vitality, definitely not older than sixty.

Truly "young and promising."

At such a young age, achieving such cultivation and swordsmanship — your incredible talent is self-evident.

And yet, you’re here vying for ’Red Fruit Wine’?!

"To be honest, ladies and gentlemen, I also have family members. ’Red Fruit Wine’ might not have significant effects for top-tier grandmasters like us, but for ordinary martial artists, it can save years of arduous cultivation."

Chen Jichuan explained when he saw their skeptical glances directed at him.

Dong Qing and the others exchanged glances, momentarily taken aback.

But his statement was sincere — no one comes into the world without parents. He might also have siblings or close relatives.

The Gentleman Sword may not care about Red Fruit Wine, but his family might.

With that thought, they started to accept it.

Dong Qing, Yang Xiong, and Liu Hengbo glanced at each other, slightly bowing their heads as they used the Secret Sound Transmission Skill to communicate.

"We agreed not to bring other grandmasters in. Are we going to make an exception for him now? You’ve seen it yourself — he killed Chai Yingrong with a single attack, and most of the grandmasters here have personal grudges against him. How do we cooperate with someone like that?"

Yang Xiong questioned first, rationally and convincingly.

"What you’re saying is right."

"But this person is under sixty yet ranked in the Heavenly List — and killed Chai Yingrong with a single sword strike. He’s likely going to be a Void Realm Grandmaster in the future. Who’d dare oppose him? If you ask me, let’s sell him a favor and gain an ally."

"The Iron-Arm Monkey King isn’t easy to deal with."

"And with Chai Yingrong dead, we’re missing a top-tier expert anyway."

Liu Hengbo openly expressed his agreement with his lengthy argument.

Dong Qing hesitated for a while and finally said, "Letting him join isn’t a problem, but considering his strength, what share should we give him? Too much, neither you nor I would be happy; too little, would he accept?"

"Exactly!"

Yang Xiong immediately chimed in in agreement.

The three debated for quite some time.

When the atmosphere threatened to grow awkward, they finally reached a preliminary consensus.

Dong Qing smiled and said, "The Iron Arm Monkey Group is hardly a challenge deserving the Gentleman Sword’s involvement. How about this: once we’ve obtained the Red Fruit Wine, I’ll personally allocate some of Five Cloud Sect’s portion to Brother Chen."

"Taixu Sword Sect will also offer some."

"Spring Silkworm Sect will do the same."

Yang Xiong and Liu Hengbo echoed quickly.

Following the trio’s remarks, the thirteen sect leaders present also declared their willingness to allocate portions of their Red Fruit Wine to Chen Jichuan.

These offerings, however, were strictly for this occasion alone.

Their shares, however small, could be preserved and enjoyed by succeeding generations eternally. They had their calculations well in place.

"I thank you all."

"Still, the Iron Arm Monkey Group is rare, and ’Red Fruit Wine’ is even rarer. A one-time deal seems wasteful."

"I have an immature suggestion: we can band together to corner and tame the Iron Arm Monkey Group right here. That way, we’ll have a continuous supply of ’Red Fruit Wine,’ to benefit our descendants endlessly."

"What does everyone think?"

Chen Jichuan casually patted the ferocious Red-scaled Beast beside him with one hand while gripping his sword with the other, looking around at the gathered crowd.

"..."

"..."

"..."

His words triggered an immediate silence throughout the crowd.

A one-time deal?

An immature suggestion?

Taming the Iron Arm Monkey Group?

Endless Red Fruit Wine?!

What you’ve described — isn’t that exactly what we’re doing?

So all the logistical effort, summoning experts, and negotiating group plans boiled down to a mere one-time deal?

You’re suggesting an immature idea?

We already have a comprehensive plan in place!

Dong Qing and the others were nearly speechless.

But his remark was difficult to refute.

They had tried to play him off with an offer of one batch of Red Fruit Wine, essentially treating the Gentleman Sword as idiotic.

Now, in apparent goodwill, he’s given them a ’feasible proposal.’ What could they possibly say?

Admit they’d been lying to him?

"Brother Chen’s suggestion is excellent."

As tension threatened to freeze over again, Yang Xiong broke the ice with hearty laughter: "But as good as the idea is, taming the Iron Arm Monkey Group isn’t easy. Each Iron Arm Monkey is monstrously strong and hard to subdue — making them behave won’t be simple. I still think—"

"That’s easy."

"If they don’t listen, we beat them into submission."

Chen Jichuan interrupted Yang Xiong, directing his words to the crowd: "I’m no expert, but I’ve mastered the language of beasts. When the time comes, I can mediate communications with the Iron Arm Monkey Group on everyone’s behalf, ensuring they stay obediently in the mountain and make wine!"

He said this casually while stroking the menacing-looking Red-scaled Beast beside him.

This earned the beast’s obvious displeasure, snorting forcefully as fiery embers spewed from its mouth and nostrils.

"Beast language?!"

Yang Xiong froze upon hearing this.

Next moment, his gaze landed on the Red-scaled Beast beside Chen Jichuan.

He immediately fell silent.

Turning quickly, he exchanged meaningful looks with Dong Qing and Liu Hengbo.

"I didn’t expect Brother Chen to be proficient in beast language — truly remarkable."

While Dong Qing outwardly praised him, inwardly, he couldn’t help but harbor doubts.

There are countless creatures in the world — who could possibly decipher them all? Let alone understanding the symbolic or implied meanings behind their sounds.

Let’s take human dialects as an example:

Even in frequent human interactions, subtle linguistic variances persist across cities and regions. Some dialects are downright incomprehensible.

Now consider beasts:

Different species.

The same species but in different locales.

Different species across various regions.

The sheer scope made mastering beast language seem unattainable — akin to ascending the heavens.

"It’s actually not difficult."

"Communicating with beasts relies largely on heart-to-heart connections."

Chen Jichuan gently rubbed the Red-scaled Beast’s terrifying head, smiling warmly at the crowd: "I managed to tame this Red-scaled Beast with nothing but sincerity."

"Snort!"

The Red-scaled Beast sneezed, emitting waves of flame.

Were it someone else claiming this, the credibility would be minimal. But Chen Jichuan’s reputation was large, and the irrefutable evidence of a supposedly untamable Red-scaled Beast standing beside him lent credibility.

Perhaps—

Seemingly—

Possibly—

"If he truly understands beast language, adding him might not be a bad idea."

Yang Xiong transmitted his voice to Dong Qing and Liu Hengbo.

Dong Qing and Liu Hengbo exchanged glances, finally nodding in tacit agreement.

...

Iron Arm Monkey Mountain towered into the clouds.

The vegetation thrived, especially the abundance of fruit trees, dominated by peach trees.

The Ten Miles Peach Forest extended seamlessly beyond ten miles.

The steep peaks of the mountain ranged impossibly high.

Clusters of towering Iron Arm Monkeys roamed freely, scaling heights and descending valleys, joyfully playing and brawling amidst the wilderness. Their iron-like arms smashed rocks into dust with ease. Striking leopards or tigers, they could bludgeon them to death on the spot.

That particular day.

Thousands of Iron Arm Monkeys gathered, encircling the vast mountain to the point of impenetrability — no bird and beast entered untouched. Near the mountaintop lay a lake. At the lake’s center sat an island, home to two miraculous fruiting trees. Rather than imposing goliaths, they matched the height of ordinary Iron Arm Monkeys.

The trees bore dozens of round, crimson fruits, each about the size of a thumb.

Bright-red and utterly mesmerizing.

Chen Jichuan, Fang Chuan, Dong Qing, Yang Xiong, Liu Hengbo, and others crouched in hidden vantage points, fixated on the miraculous fruit near the lake’s center. In a muffled voice, Dong Qing said, "That’s the Red Fruit, and they seem close to ripening. Once the Iron Arm Monkey Group picks them and crushes them in the wine pool, the ’Red Fruit Wine’ will be produced. Then, our moment to strike will arrive."

"The Red Fruit."

Chen Jichuan focused, his thoughts stirring.

The Red Fruit alone was an extraordinary treasure; consumed directly, it yielded immense benefits for martial artists. And turning it into wine? Its efficacy amplified countless times over.

Though proficient in alchemy, he couldn’t suppress his anticipation: "Once I obtain the ’Red Fruit Wine,’ I’ll deconstruct its recipe and brewing techniques. Who needs troublesome Iron Arm Monkeys then?"

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