Who knows, perhaps by the time it's his grandson's generation, that legendary wasteland in the Central State will be completely purified.

"Let's go... the food is getting cold." His wife gently tickled Brother Monkey's waist with her tail.

Brother Monkey stood there in a daze for quite a while just now.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming." Brother Monkey put away his iron rod, took off his big hat and held it in his arms, took his wife's hand with one hand, and with the other hand held a pigeon, walking in the direction of their home.

It wasn't the Water Curtain Cave by the sea cliff, but rather the near Thousand Mechanism Pavilion watchtower.

At present, these forest patrols all live in the tower, three groups per tower, taking turns on duty, guarding the tower, patrolling, and engaging in gathering and planting work.

Thanks to the unique design of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, the environment inside the tower is quite comfortable, and the personal space is quiet and private enough.

Even for a couple, living there would not feel the slightest bit of restraint or awkwardness.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Brother Monkey asked.

"Hmm, we're having pigeon meat." His wife teased the little pigeon playfully, a new hobby she developed after coming to Chang State, and she enjoys it immensely every day.

Only this time, the little pigeon's reaction was overly intense.

It suddenly stretched its neck and cried out loudly.

His wife was startled, panicked for a moment, thinking she had taken the joke too far.

"I... I didn't mean to."

"Don't panic, it's not your fault." Brother Monkey said with a serious expression, activating a round ring hanging from his waist as he spoke.

The ring was a protective artifact distributed by the Medicine King Valley to low-tier cultivators like them, which could handle most emergencies.

Green fluorescent light instantaneously enveloped the two demons and a pigeon, and at the same time, the distress signal was transmitted back to the watchtower.

Whenever the little pigeon called out like this, it meant it had sensed danger, though it couldn't tell where the danger was coming from.

So, even though Brother Monkey was saying not to panic, he was still somewhat tense because he didn't know where the danger was coming from either.

Floating Mountain no longer hovered overhead, could the danger be from underground?

Just as he was thinking this, Brother Monkey suddenly tilted to the side and flew out, hugging his wife and the little pigeon.

The green glow, surrounding them, solidified substantially, just barely blocking the attack.

Immediately following, a roar rang out.

The protective glow didn't entirely ward off this mind-shaking roar, leaving Brother Monkey with a splitting headache. Were it not for his regular auditory exposure to the little pigeon's screeches, fortifying himself, he might have lost consciousness on the spot.

Struggling to keep his eyes open, Brother Monkey saw what attacked him and his wife.

A calamity monster.

A chaotic creature born of the wasteland, capable of casting random spells; just now, was that the Buddhist Sect's Lion Roar Skill?

Brother Monkey suddenly regretted, thinking he had been too careless and complacent.

The mission briefing had indeed warned of possible calamity monster sightings, yet he still brought his wife along; it was unclear how much longer the protective artifact could hold, or when help from the watchtower would arrive.

However, the calamity monster didn't give Brother Monkey time to regret. It transformed into a shadow and lunged, its three massive claws hammering down upon the protective glow.

The protective magical artifact on his waist reached its limit, and the glow vanished instantly.

"It's over."

Instinctively, Brother Monkey shielded his wife and the pigeon beneath him.

Yet just as he thought they were done for, he suddenly felt a lightness below, and his wife vanished.

In the next moment, a chilly light flashed past in his peripheral vision as a gust of rancid wind arose, and a tiger roar shook his spirit.

"Get lost! I just managed to get married! You damn bastard want me to be a widow so soon?!!!"

...

The little pigeon's long neck poked out from beneath Brother Monkey, staring wide-eyed and dazedly at its new sister-in-law.

Her figure remained petite, but she now wielded a three-meter-long large knife, her tiny tail several circles thicker, encircled with black stripes.

Behind her, the phantom of a colorful tiger flickered in and out of view.

The once-arrogant calamity monster was now chopped into several pieces...

Brother Monkey was somewhat dumbfounded.

'No... that's not what she said during the matchmaking!'

'She said she was just at Foundation Establishment, a little cat lady with the appearance of an orange cat. How did she become at least a Golden Core-level Great Demon?'

Brother Monkey and the little pigeon were dumbfounded while Yao Sister remained vigilant.

In the blink of an eye, a few more slashes carved up more calamity monsters, and she appeared to stand on a pool of blood, which churned and whipped up a blood wave.

More calamity monsters suddenly appeared, only to be cut into several pieces by her.

Quickly, however, even more calamity monsters emerged, and their strength started increasing.

"You go first! I'll hold them off!" Yao Sister shouted, simultaneously tossing half of a tiger talisman into Brother Monkey's hand.

At that moment, she too felt a slight pressure, uncertain if she could fend them all off.

Luckily, backup from the watchtower had also arrived.

The watchtower began transforming, and in an instant, it came to life, becoming a silver giraffe, leaping to where the calamity monsters were.

With every stomp and shockwave, the weaker calamity monsters were obliterated in one blow.

Silver liquid metal trickled down, cocooning Brother Monkey.

Then, the silver giraffe kicked up the remaining half-dead calamity monsters into the sky.

The metallic rain covered those calamity monsters, disintegrating them into powder in no time.

After the extermination was complete, Xiangxian's projection floated down from the silver giraffe's head, waving her hand to lower the stairs, indicating for Yao Sister to come inside first.

"Lord... Lord White Emperor?" Yao Sister asked in astonishment when she saw Xiangxian.

"I was just passing by, you can ignore me, carry on."

With that, Xiangxian's projection wavered and disappeared.

...

Inside the watchtower.

Brother Monkey looked at his wife with a complex expression.

"You..."

"I... I didn't mean to deceive you." Yao Sister had already put away her family heirloom large knife, looking bashfully at Brother Monkey.

"And I didn't lie, right? You... would you say I'm orange, don't I look like a cat..."

Brother Monkey scratched his head, as if... indeed, tigers are... they are orange.

"You..." Brother Monkey still wanted to speak, but he didn't finish his sentence.

"I'm sincere, I never meant to trick you, please don't abandon me, I..." Yao Sister wanted to step forward, but was afraid of scaring Brother Monkey, unsure what to do.

Only then did Brother Monkey find the gap to finish his words.

"Yao Sister, you're not going to eat me, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Sister's head shook like a rattle.

Brother Monkey fell silent for a long while, seeming to be making some mental preparations, then he stood up and embraced Yao Sister.

"I believe you," said Brother Monkey.

Yao Sister, "..."

Sometimes a few words, a single gesture, convey more than a thousand words.

...

Spirit Deer Valley.

Xiangxian climbed out of a TV set-like port, just like Sadako.

She looked around, realizing she was underground in Spirit Deer Valley. Seeing the dilapidation around her and noticing most of it was sticky and mushy, it was clear it was Fuji's handiwork.

It seemed that the port she left in Spirit Deer Valley had become a collector's item in Fuji's eyes, likely because it hadn't been used for a long time and was moved here.

With a sigh, Xiangxian went back in.

After a few tries, she made it to the treetop layer of the Spirit Deer Valley and emerged from beneath a fountain.

The moment she arrived, she found the turtle she was looking for.

"Hmm..."

Xiangxian found it difficult to describe her feelings, as she seemed to see 'Life is tough, eight words' on the sorrowful face of a turtle.

Especially since this turtle was Zhu Luo...