All Black Myth: Wukong Chapter 3 Lesser Yaoguais, locations and stories

Want to complete All Black Myth: Wukong Chapter 3 Lesser Yaoguais Journal? Also, did you read all the journal entries? I read them, They are very interesting. In this guide, I will cover their location and journal story.

It’s recommended to play through the story first, then compare what you are missing. The order here is the same as in-game AFTER finishing the story (the order will be different during the story).

Supporter Monk

Location: encountered at the very start of Chapter 3, unmissable, he will be in front of you and attack you as soon as the chapter starts. Looks like a golem.

Story: In the past, the craftsmen building the grand hall in the New West frequently encountered strange occurrences, leading many to quit. Curious, several craftsmen sought out the abbot, reputed to be a high monk, for answers.

The abbot, without hesitation, led them to the Great Pagoda, where he revealed the Lantern Warden. The craftsmen were terrified, having heard tales of yaoguais in their youth but never having seen one. At that moment, a wondrous sound echoed through the Great Pagoda, and the Lantern Warden emitted a blinding light, causing the craftsmen to lose their sight. They cried out in despair.

The abbot smiled and said, “To see the truth, one must be willing to sacrifice even sight. You might as well stay here in this temple and practice the path to ultimate bliss with me. Perhaps you will have the chance to transcend and reach the Buddha’s realm.”

Realizing they were now blind and unable to find work, the craftsmen decided to abandon the secular life and join the temple. They asked the abbot how they should practice, and he replied, “Whatever you are skilled at, practice that.”

The craftsmen, known for their great strength, decided to pursue enlightenment through martial arts. Despite their blindness, they trained under the temple’s Overseeing Monks. They tied large stones to iron chains and attached them to their wrists, lifting them daily. This also conveniently prepared the stones needed for the temple’s construction. The abbot was pleased and appointed them as Supporter Monks, saving a considerable amount in labor costs.

Blade Monk

Location: Pagoda Realm > Lower Pagoda: From this shrine go through the next hallway where an archer enemy is, then go out on the right side to find this enemy standing at the edge, with its back turned to you. Looks like a bat warrior with a broadsword.

Story: The yakshas who sought refuge in the New West were mostly unwilling to sever their old grudges and thus served as lay disciples in the temple. Some yakshas, however, aspired to attain enlightenment and shaved their hair to become inner disciples. They had promised their master to sever a thousand heads to prove their resolve. Yellowbrow was pleased and bestowed upon them special blades, calling them “Blade Monks,” and allowed them to practice in the Pagoda Realm. If they truly managed to behead a thousand foes, they could become Arhats in the main hall.

Initially, the Blade Monks thought this task would be easy, as the Pagoda Realm was filled with newcomers on the path of enlightenment. However, the path grew more challenging as they found the remaining inhabitants of the Pagoda Realm to all be formidable adversaries: the agile and elusive Starved Abominations, whom they couldn’t catch; the long-limbed Lantern Wardens, whom they dared not provoke; the temperamental Enslaved Yakshas, whose cruel vengeance they feared; and even the weakest Yaksha Archers, who had become mad and terrifying after practicing the Closed-Eye Meditation technique.

Seeing that the Red-Haired Yakshas often sat quietly alone, appearing very docile, they decided to target them. Although the Red-Haired Yakshas believed all beings deserved to live, they harbored a deep hatred for those who beheaded others due to the war that destroyed their nation, and their own fate. Thus, they showed no mercy and promptly beheaded the Blade Monks who attempted to do so.

After this lesson, the Blade Monks became subdued but remained resentful. They often hid in corners, ambushing passers-by to add to their count of beheading through their treacherous means.

Censor Holder

Location: Bitter Lake > Precept Corridor: From this shrine turn around, go over the wooden bridge, then enter the alcove on the right to find him kneeling on the ground. Small enemy wielding a chain censer.

Story: Years ago, a merchant sought to cross the New West to conduct business. He should have taken the official road around the mountain, but due to a limited budget and dwindling supplies, he decided to take a shortcut over the mountain.

Not long after venturing upon the mountain, he lost his way. The path was blocked by snow, and the cold was biting. The merchant, both freezing and frightened, was at a loss, when he saw an ascetic monk, bare-chested and carrying a censer, passing by on a nearby slope. In a moment of desperation, the merchant hurriedly dragged his goods and followed the monk. The monk walked slowly, but the merchant, burdened by his goods, moved even slower and could never quite catch up.

In this manner, the two of them, one leading and one following, climbed to the mountain’s peak, where a grand temple stood. Overjoyed, the merchant planned to rest there and hire some monks to help carry his goods over the mountain, but as he approached the temple gate, he became wary. There were many monks standing like statues in the snow, completely motionless.

The merchant was alarmed and frantically searched for the monk who had led him. Suddenly, he heard footsteps and saw several monks carrying censers walking among the frozen bodies. They surrounded the merchant, and just as he was about to plead for his life, a cold mist rose from the censers, freezing him in place among the snow-covered corpses.

Circus Monkey

Location: Valley of Ecstasy > Towers of Karma: This enemy stands directly in front of the shrine, and looks like a drummer. You find the shrine by going through the gate left of “The Forest of Felicity” and then going to the leftmost area.

Story: Years ago, after Mount Huaguo was destroyed, the Macaque Chief led his followers away, seeking a new place to practice. They trekked to the Flaming Mountains, hoping to settle there. However, a plague soon broke out among the monkeys. The Macaque Chief ordered the sick monkeys to be thrown into a deep valley. This action instilled fear among the monkeys, causing them to abandon him and wander aimlessly.

They traveled through mortal cities, disguising themselves as circus monkeys to earn a living. However, after each performance, the audience would disperse, leaving them with meager earnings and empty bellies.

One day, a monkey had a sudden idea: why not use their performances to gather people together and then rob them? With that thought, they beat their drums and gongs, performing energetically to attract a crowd. Once the audience had gathered, they killed them, stripped them of their clothes and valuables, and fled to the next city.

It was in this manner that they eventually reached the New West, and upon hearing that the Macaque Chief was also practicing there, they decided to become monks. Feeling the weight of his guilt toward his kin, the Macaque Chief avoided them, which only fueled their resentment. Knowing they were no match for the Macaque Chief, they took on the role of welcoming guests, so that by striking a gong, they could summon other guais patrolling the area. They waited every day for the chance to see the Macaque Chief, planning to summon the local guais and give him a good beating when the time came!

Overseeing Monk

Location: New Thunderclap Temple > Temple Entrance: Found all throughout the Thunderclap Temple, looks like a monk wearing a red robe and attacking with his fists.

Story: In the temple, all monks could seek guidance from those more skilled.

Among them, the monks who were passionate about fist martial arts always followed the second senior disciple, Non-Able, to practice and train. Their temperament was also similar to Non-Able’s, as they were most inclined to fight for justice, earning them the title of “Overseeing Monks.”

Since the Non-Able was punished by the master and sent to the Towers of Karma to reflect on his mistakes, the Overseeing Monks lost their protector. As a result, they often suffered greatly when standing up for others.

Troubled, the Overseeing Monks went to ask the master the solution. The master smiled and said, “If you do not see, your mind will be free from obstacles. The greatest affliction of men is weakness. Close your eyes and focus on your own cultivation.”

Initially, the Overseeing Monks covered their eyes with cloth, but when they removed the cloth, they still couldn’t ignore what they saw and heard. Then, Yellowbrow suggested, “Why not try gouging out your eyes?”

From then on, the temple had a new skill named “Blind Zen”. Practitioners of this art nurtured their minds to be as serene as still waters, by turning a blind eye to the distractions of the world.

But can they truly attain stillness? Perhaps any slight sound would only further agitate their restless hearts.

Dual-Blade Monk

Location: Valley of Ecstasy > Towers of Karma: Directly to the left of this shrine. It’s a strong enemy with two sickles in his hands.

Story: In days past, a monk wielding twin blades sought out New Thunderclap Temple, hoping to learn more advanced techniques there.

His blades were plain in appearance, thus, upon entering the New West and seeing the dazzling and peculiar weapons of the yakshas, he was filled with envy. In his childhood, he had once admired a pair of ornate blades, but his master had scolded him for his vanity: “Focusing on the beauty of your weapon will only lead you astray in martial arts.”

The monk had taken these words to heart, but now, seeing that others did not adhere to this principle, he began to waver.

He approached the yakshas, inquiring about the aesthetics of their swords. The yakshas were puzzled and replied, “The more beautiful the blades, the more I want to practice with them. How could that be a hindrance?”

Still uncertain, the monk sought advice from his senior, Non-Pure, who was skilled with a monk’s spade. Non-Pure replied, “Since you have already mastered your techniques, why cling to the past?”

Taking this to heart, the monk abandoned his old blades and, inspired by the yakshas’ ornate designs, forged himself a pair of new, elaborate blades, hoping to fulfill his childhood dream. However, despite their striking appearance, the new ones were not the familiar, plain ones he had used for years, and with these new weapons, new flaws were revealed in the techniques he had honed over so many years.

Alas, spring gives birth, summer nurtures, autumn harvests, and winter stores. All things have their seasons. Gaining something out of season, even if obtained, is still a loss. Understanding the right moment for all things is indeed a difficult lesson to learn!

Cyan Bat

Location: Encountered at the very start of Chapter 3, this will be the second enemy in the chapter that you come across, it’s on the mandatory story path, unmissable. Looks like a bat.

Story: One day, a wealthy family in town was celebrating a birthday and invited Wang to slaughter pigs and sheep. Pleased with his work, the host rewarded him with a leg of pork. Wang decided to bring the pork leg back to his mother and set off for the village that night. Halfway there, he saw a man by the roadside, holding a hunting spear and wearing an old cloth shirt. The man called out, “Brother, I’m a hunter from the village, trapping rabbits down this slope. I’m afraid of ghosts at night; may I walk with you?”

Wang nodded in agreement, and they continued on their way. After a while, the hunter started a conversation, “Brother, have you heard? There have been reports of yaoguais on this mountain path recently.” Wang laughed, “What’s there to fear about yaoguais? I have a butcher’s knife at my waist and a pork leg on my shoulder. If I encounter a yaoguai, I’ll swing the pork leg at it and chop it with my knife.” The hunter forced a smile.

After walking a bit further, the hunter said, “Brother, you must be very skilled if you’re not afraid of yaoguais.” Wang laughed again, “I’ve been slaughtering animals since I was a child. One strike can hit the vital spot, and one chop can break bones and tendons.” The hunter, annoyed, said, “How can you compare yaoguais to animals?” Wang replied seriously, “There are no yaoguais in this world. Those who uphold justice are heroes; those who bully the innocent are simply foul beasts.” The hunter, unsure how to respond, walked on in silence.

As the village came into view, the hunter hesitated and said, “Since you’re not afraid, why not turn around and look at me?” Wang had already suspected the hunter was a yaoguai. He swung the pork leg, knocking the hunter to the ground, and raised his knife to strike. The yaoguai, losing its composure, quickly spread its wings and flew into the air, spitting, “Today I met a tough one, bad luck, bad luck!” With that, it fled immediately.

Ah, they say the soft persimmons are easier to squeeze, hence it’s better to be strong. Stand firm, and even yaoguais will fear you a bit.

Frozen Corpse

Location: Snowhill Path > Frost-Clad Path: Automatic story enemy, this will be the first enemy after the first shrine in Chapter 3, after a cutscene he attacks you. Looks like an ice warrior with mace.

Story: The temple rules state: New monks entering the temple may receive a new kasaya.

One day, Master Non-Void joyfully welcomed a new disciple and personally led him to the storeroom to fetch a kasaya.

The young disciple found that the kasaya was made of a single layer of cloth, hardly adequate for the snowy mountains. He asked, “Master, this thin kasaya seems suitable for summer. Could I exchange it for a woolen one?”

Non-Void shook his own kasaya and said, “The one I wear is the same as the one in your hands, only more ornate. With the Buddha’s wisdom in your heart, you shall fear the cold no more.”

The young disciple, still doubtful, asked, “Master, I saw many seniors frozen to death by the roadside…”

Non-Void kindly replied, “Their understanding was shallow, and minds unsteady. Yet you are different. I can see that you have the potential to comprehend the Buddha’s wisdom.” The young disciple, feeling proud, happily followed his master back with the kasaya.

Not long after, another frozen corpse appeared outside the temple gate. As Non-Void led his new disciple past it, the young disciple asked, “Master, did these seniors all freeze to death?”

Non-Void continued walking slowly and said, “Fear not, my disciple. They lacked piety and wisdom, but you are different…”

Yaksha Patroller

Location: Snowhill Path > Frost-Clad Path: After Macaque Chief miniboss he will be in the next area straight ahead. Looks like a guy with naked torso throwing a boomerang at you.

Story: The yakshas who migrated from the west had a great fondness for meat. Fortunately, New Thunderclap Temple did not uphold a strict rule against eating meat, which delighted the yakshas who sought refuge there.

All the yakshas in the mountains aspired to become Patrollers, not only because of the uniquely designed large sword that looked particularly imposing and could fly back to its owner with great precision, but also because Patrollers guarded the outer mountains and always had access to fresh meat.

One day, the yakshas gathered together, drinking blood, eating meat, and reveling in their merriment. Their raucous behavior soon became known throughout the temple. The Overseeing Monks, who adhered to ascetic practices and only ate food not of flesh, were displeased. They carried a large pot to the yakshas. When the yakshas peered into the pot, they saw only radishes and greens, and their appetite waned.

One yaksha derided them, “Do you think eating this will help you gain a deeper understanding of Dharma? How shallow.” Another added, “Our master said that to achieve ultimate bliss, one should not restrain one’s desires.” Hearing this, the supervising monk replied, “My desire is to promote virtue. If I cannot persuade you, I too shall be unable to achieve ultimate bliss.” Thus, both sides argued heatedly, without reaching a conclusion.

Alas, eating what one likes and saying what one wants are not inherently wrong. However, one’s happiness should not disturb others, and one should never derive pleasure from judging those perceived to have transgressed. In this case, both sides were at fault.

Yaksha Archer

Location: Pagoda Realm > Lower Pagoda: Found in the hallway directly after this shrine, unmissable because it’s on the story path. Looks like an archer.

Story: In the past, the Yaksha King was betrayed by the celestial beings, leading to the massacre of the royal family and the downfall of the Yaksha Kingdom. After the kingdom’s collapse, the yakshas were forced into exile. The ceremonial archers, who once guarded the royal entourage, clung to their former glory and refused to shed their ornate armor. Despite their exceptional archery skills, their slow shooting speed and lack of close combat prowess made their exile particularly harsh.

Due to their inadequate strength, they resorted to ambushes from the shadows. The abbot assigned them to the Pagoda Realm for rigorous training. They endured daily torment there, especially when the Mani Wheel played its beguiling chants, driving everyone mad. During these times, the Blade Monks would seize the opportunity to behead the archers with their large blades, leaving the yaksha archers desperate for a way to fight back.

They sought guidance from various sources and frequently challenged the Blade Monks, only to be defeated repeatedly. One day, some blind monks came to oversee the Pagoda Realm. They had blinded themselves to pursue the path to ultimate bliss, yet their martial arts were incredibly refined. The yaksha archers asked for their advice, and the monks replied, “Aim too carefully and you will lose the initiative. Learn from me; gouge out your eyes, and you will shoot from the heart, never missing your mark.”

With the only other option available to them being annihilation, the archers adopted this drastic measure, gouging out their eyes. After this, the Blade Monks rarely targeted them. When asked why, a Blade Monk replied, “Who would want to go up against a madman? It’s safer to just find another opponent.”

Starved Abomination

Location: Pagoda Realm > Lower Pagoda: Can be found throughout the corridors after this shrine. Looks like a small vampire warrior with a sickle weapon.

Story: In the past, at the foot of the New West, there was a village called Changuang. In this village lived a young man who had pledged his life to a childhood sweetheart, giving her a white jade pendant as a token of their love, and vowing to propose once he had become successful.

The young man was a peddler, making a living by trading grain in the surrounding areas. One day, a luxurious ferry sailed down the river near the village, more splendid than anything the villagers had ever seen. At the bow stood a plump monk in a yellow robe, radiating golden light. The villagers believed he must have been enlightened.

After the arrival of the ferry, the temple in the mountains grew larger and larger, and the young man’s grain trade flourished.

One day, the young man went to trade grain and did not return for over a month. The girl, worried, inquired about the temple’s location and went there to find him. When the young man finally returned to the village, they missed each other, and the girl disappeared.

The young man gathered some brave villagers to search for her in the mountains. They found no trace of her but came across a towering pagoda by the riverbank. The young man led them there to rest.

As they approached the pagoda, the door suddenly opened. Curious, someone peeked inside and screamed. Behind the door was a dungeon extending deep underground, seemingly holding many people. The villagers, filled with righteous anger, stormed into the pagoda. After a few steps, they heard a loud bang, and the door vanished. Strange-looking yaoguais with scythes and huge bellies emerged from the prison, laughing wickedly.

One of them threw a bag of silvers to the young man and then eagerly leapt forward, swinging his scythe and cutting the nearest villagers into pieces. Realizing they had been deceived by the young man, the villagers fled deeper into the prison. The young man watched them and murmured, “Having lost my love, I cannot afford to lose my wealth.”

Red-Haired Yaksha

Location: Pagoda Realm > Upper Pagoda: In corridor to the right of this shrine. Looks like a vampire monk wearing robes. Stronger enemy.

Story: In the Kingdom of Yaksha, there were eight great generals, one of whom was named Mi Yan. He had once practiced under the Golden Summit Immortal at the Yuzhen Temple, located at the foot of Mount Lingshan. Having fought countless battles, he possessed the valor of a warrior who could face ten thousand enemies.

When a formidable enemy attacked, the Yaksha King appointed Mi Yan as the vanguard general. Mi Yan set up a large camp at the border and addressed his soldiers: “If any of you fear battle, walk away now, and I won’t hold it against you. But know that if we lose this foothold, the kingdom will fall. Our elders, children, and all our wealth will become the property of our enemies.” With these words, he and the entire army swore a blood oath to advance and never retreat.

The Yaksha army, isolated and outnumbered, faced an enemy surrounding them on all sides, their banners blotting out the sky. Wave after wave of enemy forces attacked relentlessly. Mi Yan and his troops fought fiercely, suffering heavy casualties. Ultimately, Mi Yan was surrounded by numerous Arhats and was beheaded.

The soldiers, countless among them having sacrificed their lives, retrieved their general’s head. Placing Mi Yan’s head in his coffin, they witnessed his body slowly sit up and lament, “If we lose our homeland, what difference does it make whether I have a head or not?”

With these words, he closed his eyes and fell back down, finally passing away as blood gushed from his neck, staining his hair red. Later, his subordinates, in a display of loyalty and bravery, poured the blood of their enemies over their heads, emulating Mi Yan. Despite their valor, the Kingdom of Yaksha was ultimately destroyed, but not a single soldier from Mi Yan’s army deserted.

Lantern Warden

Location: Pagoda Realm > Lower Pagoda: After the fight against the ice dragon “Kang-Jin Loong” you will wake up in a prison cell. Wait until your eyes start glowing red, this happens periodically while in this area. Then you can see this new enemy type wandering around the path in front of the prison cells, looks like a big skeleton with glowing lamps hanging off its spine.

Story: The ancient temple on the mountain peak, weathered by the passage of time, had gradually fallen into disrepair. When the abbot returned after many years and saw the temple in such a state of ruin, he was filled with sorrow. Determined to restore the temple to its former glory, he spent a large amount of gold and silver to fund it reconstruction, hoping to showcase his path to the ultimate bliss.

The abbot selected a towering forest in the mountains, intending to use the ancient trees there as beams for the new temple. The craftsmen responsible for the timber set up their shelters at the edge of the forest and began felling trees according to the abbot’s instructions.

Everything proceeded smoothly, and within half a year, all the necessary timber was prepared. The craftsmen received their wages and packed up, ready to descend the mountain the next day.

That night, a craftsman on night watch was patrolling the area, carrying a lantern. Suddenly, rustling sounds from the forest set his nerves on edge. Terrified, he woke everyone up. With their lanterns lit, and axes in hand, all the craftsmen treaded into the forest to locate the source of the sound.

As they ventured deeper into the forest, someone let out a scream and was abruptly dragged into the darkness along with his lantern by an unknown force. Then, one by one, despite their attempts to hide and flee, all craftsmen were all dragged away. Only one clever craftsman quickly extinguished his lantern. Trembling with fear, he groped his way through the forest. Fortunately, a faint light appeared in the distance—the sun was about to rise.

With this faint light, he found his way back and hurried towards the shelters. As he reached the edge of the forest, the sunlight suddenly became blindingly bright, filling his eyes with a white glare. Enduring the pain, he looked closer and realized the light was not from the rising sun but from his companions’ lanterns. These lanterns were held up by vines that had replaced his companions’ heads, propping up their corpses.

A chubby boy with a pale face, dressed in a yellow robe, rode a tall four-legged beast whose head emitted strange sounds. Just as the craftsman was about to plead for mercy, he felt a chill on his back. Then, he felt himself being lifted higher and higher until he was level with the lanterns. The chubby child patted the beast’s head, the sounds ceased, the lanterns went out, and the night returned to its eerie stillness.

The chubby boy laughed and said, “Good materials should be used to their fullest.”

Enslaved Yaksha

Location: Pagoda Realm > Lower Pagoda: This can be found on the upper floor of the prison area. On the path to the Upper Pagoda shrine. A stronger enemy with a long sword/lance weapon, standing in a corridor you have to pass through for the story path.

Story: In the northwest borderlands of the Kingdom of Yuetuo, there was a small village where an elderly couple had been childless for many years. One day, the old man went into the mountains to chop wood and discovered a young child under an ancient tree. The child’s skin was dark and his appearance frightening, quite different from the village children. Seeing his frail limbs and body covered in scars, the old man assumed he was a refugee and brought him home.

The old woman also found the child unusual and initially wanted to send him away. However, after washing, dressing, and feeding him, she couldn’t help but feel some affection for him. After some discussion, the couple decided to keep him.

At first, the couple treated the child very well. But within half a year, due to his strange appearance, the villagers began to gossip and called him “Ugly Slave.” The old couple, feeling ashamed, also started to treat him less kindly and even called him the same way as the villagers did. Within two years, his skin turned a dark green, and the couple made him wear thick clothes to cover his entire body, forbidding him to take them off even in the scorching heat.

Three years later, the Ugly Slave grew more robust, and horns began to sprout from his head. The old man, increasingly fearful, confined him to the woodshed. Whenever he was angry, he would enter and whip the child, sometimes even using a hatchet to cut off his horns, leaving him covered in blood. The old woman, disgusted by the sight, blamed everything on the child. She would beat him when upset and even burn him with fire when she felt ashamed. The Ugly Slave endured this torment in the woodshed for another five years.

One day, a group of wandering yakshas passed by and heard curses in the yaksha tongue coming from the woodshed. They broke in and found their tormented kin. They gave the Ugly Slave a long halberd, and in his fury, he stormed into the house and repaid the old couple for all they had done to him.

Years later, the Ugly Slave’s resentment still simmers, and only by tormenting his prey can he find any semblance of joy.

Falcon Fan-Maker

Location: Pagoda Realm > Mani Wheel: From this shrine turn around and go to the end of this floor, a winged creature will spawn at the end of the path that is this enemy (same floor as the shrine).

Story: Feathered birds are masters of riding the wind. Among them, the gyrfalcons living on the snowy peaks are particularly skilled in crafting magical items that control frigid gales. They use their down feathers to create fans, which are highly prized by the Wind-Making Mother Deity and Cloud-Making Boy Deity.

According to their clan rules, every gyrfalcon must learn the art of crafting these vessels. Those who refuse are stripped of their titles and exiled from the clan. To encourage innovation, the clan holds an annual competition where the quality of vessels produced determines one’s status within the clan. One gyrfalcon, whose ancestors were all commoners, dreamt of creating a treasure fan to elevate his status to nobility.

He spared no feathers to enhance the power of his vessel. After much hardship, he finally crafted a fan and won the competition, becoming the clan leader. However, he had plucked all his feathers and could no longer fly, eventually resorting to wearing clothes to cover his baldness.

On the day of his succession, the Celestial Crane Immortal, head of the feathered tribe in the upper realm, came to bestow a Celestial Registry Tablet upon him. Proud of his fan, the new leader boasted to the Crane Immortal. The Crane Immortal then lent him the Plantain Fan, saying, “This is a failed creation of Lord Lao. Since you also make fans, I gift it to you.” After the Crane Immortal left, the clan leader tried the fan and was immediately disheartened by its immense power. He no longer wanted his clan members to use their feathers to make fans.

He led his followers away from the snowy peaks to search for plantain leaves. Eventually, they found some near the New West and, imitating the Crane Immortal’s method, created many replicas, and regained his ability to fly.

Wolf Guardian

Location: Bitter Lake > Precept Corridor: Directly after this shrine this will be the first enemy you encounter. Wearing a yellow robe.

Story: There was a year when a young wolf followed a grey elder wolf to learn the art of hunting. The master taught him that a great hunter strikes swiftly and surely, sparing their prey from suffering. The young wolf pondered this long and hard. After years of training, he devised his own killing technique. He thought his master would be pleased with his progress, but instead, the elder wolf scolded him for disrupting the circle of karma and told him to repent. The young wolf’s mind swam with confusion at his master’s seeming contradiction.

And so, the young wolf left Black Wind Mountain and wandered the lands. On his travels, he heard folks whisper that wolves, though hardy and loyal to each other, were brutal, vicious, and treacherous. The wolf guai grew more perplexed. It seemed his years of training went against the ways of the world.

One day, as he passed through the New West, he heard tales of a dharma of ecstasy in that place that could free a troubled mind. He sought an audience with the abbot.

The abbot was a chubby monk in yellow robes who loved to transform. He heard out the wolf guai’s woes and counselled, “Wolves are born to hunt, to slay. It is the way of your kind. Men are not the same; they are born to plough and plant, to reap and sow. Frail and feeble, such is their lot. They seek to leash you wolves with false pre-empts, for they hope to escape your fangs and claws. But heed me, wolf: each kind must follow the call of their blood, the song of their soul. Why should you bow to the mewling of men?”

These words lit up the wolf guai’s mind. At that moment, he knew his path lay within the halls of New Thunderclap Temple, where he would walk the road to ecstasy. The chubby monk laughed, “In my temple, we bow to none save our own hearts. Beware, for those who fear death have no place here.” The wolf guai gladly accepted and became the monk’s most loyal guardian. Armed with a scythe, he is now bound by no code save his own savage joy. Heed not a word from his tongue.

Turtle Treasure

Location: Valley of Ecstasy > Longevity Road: From this shrine go down the snowy slope to the left, and follow the path along the cliffside until you reach a big enemy wearing a cat mask and wielding a hammer, in front of a golden vase containing an Awaken Wine Worm.

Story: Years ago, in Village of Chen, a villager went out one day and saw a peculiar man standing by the roadside, holding a rope tied to a white soft-shelled turtle. Passers-by came and went, but no one paid any attention to this strange sight.

The villager pretended not to notice and tried to hurry past, but the white turtle at his feet let out a pitiful cry. In his compassion, he argued with the peculiar man and eventually bought the white turtle, releasing it back into the water.

That night, the villager had a dream in which the white turtle vomited out a tiny person with blue-purple skin and an ugly face. The tiny person ran towards the villager, startling him awake.

After that, the villager began to change. His eyes could see occasional glimmers of light in the mountains and fields, and his appetite grew immensely, along with his strength. One day, he took a shovel and dug into the ground, discovering a coffin filled with valuable artifacts. This unexpected found bestowed hiss great wealth.

One night, the white turtle appeared in his dream again, letting out a cry. The villager felt his stomach churn and vomited out the tiny person with blue-purple skin. The tiny person fell to the ground and hurried towards the white turtle. Realizing something, the villager grabbed the tiny person and swallowed him back down. The white turtle called out a few more times, but the villager covered his mouth, refusing to let the tiny person out. After a tense stand-off, the villager woke up again.

Over time, the villager’s appearance became increasingly abnormal, forcing him to wear an iron mask to hide his face. Eventually, even his skin turned blue-purple, and he fled into the mountains, carrying specially made tools to search for more treasures.

Interestingly, on his treasure-hunting journey, he discovered that he was not the only one with such an experience, which brought him some comfort.

Thunder-Rhino Master

Location: Valley of Ecstasy > Brook of Bliss: From this shrine turn around and you’ll find this enemy at the end of the bridge. Looks like a mage with a scepter, casting electric magic.

Story: Along with the fall of the Yaksha Kingdom, the Rakshasa Kingdom, due to their kinship with the yakshas, also met its end.

Thunder Rhino Masters was a descendant of the Rakshasas. Among his relatives, many followed Princess Rakshasi. After her eastward migration, Rakshasi had a new Daoist master in the Celestial Court. Practicing Daoism in Buddhism’s stead, Rakshasi marked a departure from her past. Thunder Rhino Masters, unwilling to accept this change, heard that a branch of the Yakshas was seeking Buddhist teachings in the New West and decided to come here.

Unlike the Yakshas’ free-spirited practice, Thunder Rhino Masters, though an outer disciple, held their master in high regard and strictly adhered to the temple’s rules. Reaching the ultimate bliss was not their ultimate goal; it was simply their nature to strive with all their efforts in everything they do. Even when guarding the temple, they were relentless. If anyone disturbed the temple’s peace, the lightning they summon would pursue and strike without mercy. Such individuals could sometimes inspire admiration, but they could also be quite troublesome.

Dark-faced Overlord

Location: Valley of Ecstasy > Longevity Road: Directly to the right of this shrine, looks like a big colossus, but counts as a regular enemy and not a boss.

Story: The grand hall was filled with pious devotees attending the ceremony. This was the fourth ceremony organized by Yellowbrow for his mortal believers.

A devotee had attended three times, witnessing numerous miracles on each occasion. However, it was the first time for his acquaintance from their hometown to attend such a ceremony, and the acquaintance harbored deep suspicions.

Before long, two blind monks carried in a statue of a Wrathful Vajra. The devotee introduced it to his acquaintance, saying, “This Vajra can discern a person’s goodness or evil.”

As he finished speaking, two men approached the statue, accusing each other over some grievances. In no time, they were reduced to ashes by the Vajra.

The acquaintance was shocked by the abruptness of it all. Just then, he heard heavy footsteps outside the hall. Looking out through the window, he saw a giant with blue skin, draped in a golden spiked robe, walking slowly towards them.

The devotee introduced again, “This guardian can judge a person’s sincerity.” After saying this, the monks led the crowd to present their offerings to the guardian one by one. He reminded, “Make sure to give away all your money.”

The acquaintance, deeply distrustful of the devotee’s words, said, “You’ve been deceived by them. These monks are all frauds.”

The devotee retorted angrily, “How can you speak so recklessly? Why would I deceive you, being from the same hometown?”

“Who knows if you’re in cahoots with them?”

Their argument grew louder and louder. The Vajra, seeing their quarrel, raised its steel fork and charged at them.

The acquaintance quickly fled, but the devotee shouted, “Don’t be afraid, I will prove my sincerity!” The Vajra showed no hesitance.

Just when the acquaintance thought his fellow townsman was doomed, the blue-skinned giant raised his hand to block the Vajra, saving the devotee’s life.

From then on, the acquaintance became a regular at the ceremonies, always making sure to give away all his money before leaving, just like his fellow townsman.

Clay Vajra

Location: New Thunderclap Temple > Temple Entrance: From this shrine always go straight and you’ll run into this enemy. It’s a 4-legged creature that shoots fire from its stomach.

Story: The Buddhist scriptures describe the Vajra as a guardian warrior of the Buddha, tasked with upholding justice and eradicating sin.

Since the fat monk in yellow took back the New Thunderclap Temple, magnificent new pavilions and pagodas were built to hold gatherings of his devotees and attract more believers.

During one such gathering, two devotees met for the first time in the main hall. Upon seeing each other, they immediately felt a surge of suspicion and wariness. At that moment, the abbot had a statue of a Vajra carried in. The statue stood on four legs, wielding a steel trident, with a wrathful expression, but it had a peculiar hole in its chest.

The abbot introduced the statue, explaining that it was newly crafted and imbued with a particular spiritual power that could discern right from wrong. One of the devotees hurried to the Vajra and said, “May the Vajra eradicate all deceitful swindlers in the world and grant me justice.” This man was known for being gullible and often fell victim to ruses, yet he never dared to seek retribution.

The other devotee quickly followed, saying, “May the Vajra eradicate those who gain unfair advantages and then complain incessantly, granting me peace.” This man was a dishonest merchant who frequently sold substandard goods and was often persecuted and cursed by his customers.

Hearing each other’s wishes, the two began to argue fiercely in front of the statue. The Vajra’s eyes suddenly moved, and with a swift motion of its trident, it killed both men. Flames then erupted from its four legs, incinerating their bodies completely.

News of this event spread quickly, shocking the folks around the temple. Some accused the abbot of using sorcery to deceive people, while others praised his profound Buddhist wisdom and extraordinary powers. Regardless, no one dared to disrespect him.

Golden Lotus Guai

Location: Pagoda Realm > Snow-Veiled Trail: From this shrine go straight up the slope, then take the path left. There you will come across a “flower worm”. Looks like a worm coming from the ground.

Story: Ancient texts state that whenever Bodhisattvas or Buddhas manifested their divine presence, golden lotuses bloomed from the earth, radiating brilliance.

As time passed, these golden lotuses grew increasingly discontent. They saw the rat of Mount Lingshan, who became a king by stealing lamp oil; the carp of the Southern Sea, who became a great lord by stealing Guanyin’s lotus flowers; and even the scorpion that stung the Buddha, gaining the power and became a powerful yaoguai. In contrast, despite their diligent service, the golden lotuses received nothing.

After careful consideration, they decided to entrust the burden of greatness to their descendants. They scattered their seeds across the mortal realm, hoping they would become yaoguais of power and eventually earn a title in the upper realm.

However, the golden lotuses did not anticipate the path to greatness to be that arduous in the mortal world. With many intelligent and brave mortal beings also seeking enlightenment, the competition was fierce and brutal. The golden lotuses then tried various methods: transforming into women to deceive men and steal their vital essence, only to be recognized and slain by Daoists; transforming into old men to use their wits to deceive and devour scholars, only to be seen through and mocked. Such attempts were numerous and often futile.

Trials and tribulations made the golden lotuses gradually realized that their original form, the auspicious flowers indicating the Buddhas’s presence, had a better chance of success. Hence, they went to the temples, using the auspiciousness to lure people into picking them, only to devour them afterward.

Alas, if one seeks to perceive the world solely in pursuit of quick success, how complex the world becomes! Cause and effect are intertwined, and fate is mysterious. Every step taken is predestined.

Thank You

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