Godslayer: Reincarnated with SSS Rank Cultivation System-Chapter 171: A Golden Monkey?

Wen Ran watched as the rabbit soared through the air at a surprisingly rapid speed. He raised a hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight, squinting up as if the added focus would somehow enhance his vision.Look at her go… I've never seen a flying rabbit before. Today, my eyes have been opened. He nodded solemnly to himself, looking far too satisfied.

Xiao Mo, however, felt no such amusement. Her tiny heart pounded like a war drum, each beat echoing her dread. The fruits were already in sight—glowing temptations dangling off the cliff—but the reason she'd managed to get one before was nothing short of divine luck. One had fallen from the sky and practically landed into her paws. She had picked it up with excitement, thinking she could surprise Wen Ran… give him something precious and rare.

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But instead, she became the bait.

Just a rabbit dangling on a hook, she thought miserably. What a joke…

High above, the golden roc still slumbered, its wings gently rising and falling with slow breaths, utterly unaware of the small invader. With the grace of a leaf on wind, Xiao Mo stopped in mid-air. She didn't even dare to breathe. Then, with a swift motion, she snatched one of the fruits from the branch, cradling it tightly in her paws.

Wen Ran's eyes sparkled the moment he saw her success. Without hesitation, he tugged at the thread of blood he had wrapped around her leg. In a blur of motion, Xiao Mo was reeled in like a prized catch from a heavenly pond. The wind whooshed past her ears as she soared backward through the air until—

Thump

Wen Ran caught her neatly in his arms, spinning once to soften the impact, then grinning like a lunatic.

"Good job! See? When you really try, you can be pretty damn useful." His grin stretched wider as his gaze fell upon the fruit now in his hands, his eyes gleaming like a greedy merchant who just discovered a vault of gold.

Xiao Mo glared up at him, her little nose twitching with fury. Useful? She wanted to scream. I was a step away from being roc food!

But all she could do was growl softly in protest. No words, no spells, no justice.

This owner of mine… he's a devil. A demon. A scoundrel of the highest order. She puffed her cheeks out angrily. How dare he treat a maiden like me in such a shameful way… What a catastrophe.

Yet Xiao Mo's silent cries of protest were quickly smothered by another round of ruthless tossing and reeling, as Wen Ran continued to fish her through the air like a master thief plucking treasures from the heavens. Again and again, she soared across the open sky, snatching the glowing fruits with trembling paws and a heart on the verge of collapse.

The branch, once heavy with celestial blue orbs, now held just a single fruit.

Somehow—through sheer luck or perhaps the heavens turning a blind eye—the roc hadn't stirred through any of it. Not a twitch. Not a blink. It lay there, tucked into its nest, radiating the dormant pressure of a sleeping storm.

By all logic, it should have ended there. They should've called it a day, packed up their loot, and vanished into the trees like shadows.

But Wen Ran… would not be Wen Ran if he didn't spit in the face of fortune and challenge the odds.

With a grin that belonged more to a devil than a cultivator, he scooped up Xiao Mo again, ignoring her desperate squirming. "Come on, just one more," he whispered as if sweet words could mask his betrayal. And before she could even squeak, she was already flying—again.

If things go south, he reasoned, I've got five fruits. She can bait the beast while I figure out how to run and… maybe save her later. Maybe.

Xiao Mo flapped her wings begrudgingly, her body trembling as she soared one last time toward the final fruit. It shimmered alone on the swaying branch, catching the light like a jewel meant only for her paws.

She reached forward.

But then—

CRACK!

The sky split open with a violent roar of thunder, and from the heavens, a streak of lightning descended with unnatural speed. Before Xiao Mo could blink, a blur shot past her like a comet. The air exploded with force, and the final fruit vanished—stolen mid-air.

Her paw closed around nothing.

Xiao Mo froze mid-flight, blinking in stunned silence. A sheepish grin stretched across her face as she slowly turned her head.

Behind her, the roc's eyes snapped open, two molten golden orbs burning with murderous fury. Its feathers flared, and the wind shifted, dense killing intent pouring from its massive form like a tidal wave. The mountain shook under its rage.

Far below, Wen Ran's eye twitched.

Who the hell now?!

It was bad enough that the bird had swallowed one of his fruits. But now some unknown bastard had swooped in and stolen the last one right from under his nose. Technically, yes, he had five already. Technically, it should've been more than enough.

But to Wen Ran?

It felt like he'd lost everything.

Xiao Mo tugged the blood-thin string wrapped around her leg, her tiny paws scrambling in the air as she signaled her master with everything she had—pull me back! Now!

Her little heart pounded like a war drum, her breath caught somewhere between terror and despair. I'm too young to die! I haven't even become a wife yet… how can the heavens be so cruel to a maiden like me?

She tugged again—harder this time—desperate for Wen Ran to save her. But for some reason… he didn't move.

No, his eyes weren't even on her anymore.

They were staring at something else.

A small, golden figure.

Clinging upside down by its tail from the edge of the cliff, not far from the now-empty branch where the final fruit once dangled. The creature was munching casually on the very prize she'd risked her life for.

It looked like… a monkey?