Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 142 - 144 The Monster Arrives

Chapter 142: Chapter 144 The Monster Arrives

Staring fixedly by the tiger, Mu Can couldn’t help but tense up inside.

Although the Monkey King might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, his true strength was undeniable, a genuine Martial Venerate level of power. Now, laid low in front of this tiger in just a few moves, he was lying there like a dead dog.

Mu Can had originally thought that the Monkey King was so excited to take revenge because he was confident in his abilities, and that all he had to do was assist a bit. Who could have imagined it would turn out like this?

"Little tiger, you must have a name, right? And you just said you’re vegetarian? I don’t believe for a second that a tiger would be vegetarian," Mu Can’s eyes flickered, coming up with an idea.

"A tiger never changes his stripes nor his name when he sits, Poverty-stricken Tiger, that is what I am."

"And you, little lad, dare to doubt His Tiger Excellency? When I speak, it’s like one spit, one nail, my word is as good as nine sacred tripods. If I say I’m vegetarian, then I’m vegetarian," Poverty-stricken Tiger said with a swaying head and a pretentious air, as if being vegetarian was some sort of grand deed.

"Poverty-stricken Tiger, a vegetarian tiger indeed lives up to the name ’poor’. Nevertheless, I still don’t buy it. I have never seen a tiger that doesn’t eat meat. You must be lying," Mu Can chuckled secretly, then continued.

Seeing that Mu Can completely disbelieved him, Poverty-stricken Tiger grew a bit anxious. He tossed the faint Monkey King aside, leaped onto a peach tree, plucked a pink, juicy peach that was devoid of fuzz, and started chomping down.

He was actually taking practical actions to prove he was vegetarian.

The tiger devoured the peach in the blink of an eye, stretching languorously with satisfaction and then climbing back up the tree to doze off, completely ignoring Mu Can’s presence beside him.

Eat your fill, drink your fill, bask in the sun, and sleep under the sun - such had become the invariable principle of Poverty-stricken Tiger lately.

Seeing this tiger disregard his own presence in such circumstances, lying there snoring away, and what’s more, drooling from the corner of his mouth, made Mu Can pause in disbelief. This tiger and this monkey seemed equally abnormal.

Mu Can slowly approached the Monkey King, hoisted him up on his back, and carried him out of the tiger’s territory.

Checking the Monkey King’s injuries, fortunately, they weren’t deep. It was just that he had fainted from being punched again before fully recovering.

Mu Can fed the Monkey King two Basic Level Elixirs, and the Monkey King slowly came to.

"Where’s that tiger? Damn it, he really beat me up this time," the monkey immediately began crying out in pain as soon as he came around. It seemed the tiger really gave him quite a thrashing.

Mu Can hurriedly covered the Monkey King’s mouth, "My oh my, don’t make a peep, or you’ll wake him, and he’ll start beating you up again."

"Whimper, whimper," with his mouth covered by Mu Can, the Monkey King could only whimper and desperately give Mu Can pleading looks to show he understood.

Mu Can carefully uncovered the Monkey King’s mouth. Fearing that Mu Can would cover it again, the Monkey King hastily clamped his mouth shut tight.

"Monkey King, you really are unreliable. You just can’t beat this tiger, can you?" Mu Can whispered.

Hearing Mu Can’s question made the Monkey King’s face turn red. With his hands fidgeting not knowing where to put them, he awkwardly admitted, "I really can’t beat him." The Monkey King was very concerned with face, so admitting he was inferior to the tiger was truly difficult for him.

Mu Can was fuming, "What’s with you? Cheering so hard when you can’t beat him, are you just offering yourself up as a meal? Lucky for you this tiger is a vegetarian, otherwise you’d be in big trouble this time." Mu Can spoke viciously, nearly tricked by this old monkey.

"He doesn’t eat meat?" The Monkey King asked with a puzzled face.

"Yep." To Mu Can, the Monkey King now epitomized unreliability.

"No way, if a tiger doesn’t eat meat, does it eat peaches instead?" The old Monkey King said, disbelieving.

To say a tiger doesn’t eat meat, if not meat, what else could it eat?

"He really does eat peaches." Mu Can said with an I-told-you-so expression, pointing to the peach pits nearly covering the ground under the peach tree.

The old monkey looked at the peach pits on the ground in astonishment; could it be that this tiger was really a vegetarian?

"Hey tiger, get up!" The Monkey King roared, startling Mu Can.

This roar, overpowering the engulfing snore of the Poor Tiger, shocked it into alertness, causing it to tumble down from the tree.

"Is a demon coming? Is a demon coming?" The startled Poor Tiger seemed quite panicked, rolling onto its stomach and carefully looking around. When it saw only the old Monkey King and Mu Can, it glared at them furiously.

"Can’t even sleep in peace, you guys just get lost. I, the great tiger, do not eat meat; I’m strictly vegetarian." Seeing no enemies as he had imagined, the Poor Tiger shooed them away with his paw and then climbed back onto the peach tree to resume his deep slumber.

The Monkey King and Mu Can looked at each other, speechless.

"What’s up with this tiger exactly?" Mu Can whispered, thinking that he surely couldn’t beat the Poor Tiger. Being able to defeat the Monkey King with such ease, the tiger definitely wasn’t just Basic Level Martial Venerate.

Scratching his head and ears, the old Monkey King said, "I have no clue where this tiger came from. That day I was just taking my children to pick Spirit Fruits when suddenly this tiger fell from the sky and, without a word, snatched our fruits. Then we started to fight, and it injured me."

Falling from the sky, Mu Can looked up at the heavens; he was sure he hadn’t left the labyrinth, so this chamber they were in must also be cubic with six doors like the other chambers. So, the Poor Tiger falling from the sky likely meant it had come through the door above.

"I guess the Poor Tiger must have been hungry at the time and snatched your Spirit Fruits to eat; otherwise, it could have easily killed you all," Mu Can analyzed.

Hearing Mu Can’s analysis, the old monkey began to reconsider the event.

"Darn, that must be it! The tiger only injured me when it was pushed to the brink. But after it took over our orchard, it never laid a finger on my monkey children." The old monkey slapped his thigh; this whole thing might have just been a big misunderstanding.

"I’ll ask him." They had to get information from the tiger somehow; his chance to escape must be tied to it.

"A demon is coming, a demon has arrived!" Mu Can cupped his hands around his mouth and bellowed with all his strength.

The scene repeated itself as before. The tiger woke with a roar, its gigantic body instantly shrinking to the size of a peach on the tree, its tiny eyes searching around, looking quite scared.

Seeing that there was, in fact, no demon coming, its eyes filled with anger as it stared at Mu Can.

"You little brat, looks like I really should keep you here to wash my fruits." Poor Tiger roared in anger, his body enlarging in the wind until a huge tiger the size of an elephant stood under the peach tree, eyeing Mu Can menacingly.