บท 73: Chapter 72: The Death of Dasheng

"Dad, I heard you're looking for a demon cultivator technique for Monkey Uncle? Please don't do this!" Yuan Er stormed into the study, shouting.

Yuan Yi's face turned ashen as he angrily retorted, "Shut up! Who's been filling your ears with nonsense?"

"Dad, Monkey Uncle's strength is already uncontrollable. Those monkeys he has, calling them pets is putting it mildly; they are the real masters. The cultivators are nothing more than slaves responsible for feeding them."

"Given the current situation, if Monkey Uncle's power increases even more, things will become dire."

"At that point, who would the Monkey Head Gang belong to?" Yuan Er desperately continued to persuade.

Yuan Yi's lips trembled slightly, falling into a deathly silence.

The foundation of the Monkey Head Gang was his life's work, built through relentless effort.

It's easy to conquer a territory but challenging to keep it.

He was old, and even in his youth, he could barely maintain the balance within the gang.