In a hurry, he asked Zhao Feng,
"Senior Brother, did you see a small monkey when you were dealing with the spirit beasts earlier? It was about... this tall."
A touch of admiration flashed across Zhao Feng's face and he pointed not too far away.
"Are you talking about this one?"
Wang Ba followed Zhao Feng's direction and looked over.
Immediately, he saw a small monkey on a big tree branch, its entire body covered with healing salves. The monkey was sitting with its eyes closed, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.
It was the Wu Monkey King.
Even through the salves, Wang Ba could see the monkey's severe injuries.
Zhao Feng sighed and said,
"When I arrived, I found it had rushed over too, with most of its flesh torn off and its intestines exposed..."
"Such a brave monkey!"
"I wanted to heal it, but it resisted. I had to give it these healing salves, it put them on by itself."
Listening to Zhao Feng's words, Wang Ba couldn't help but feel touched.
