Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 771: Wild Ginseng

Chapter 771: Chapter 771: Wild Ginseng

Fang Bai, who burst into the wolf pack, was surrounded by Essence Energy, with his intimidating presence shrouding all directions.

These wild wolves, being just ordinary beasts, couldn’t even compare to Spirit Beasts, so how could they withstand the pressure from Fang Bai?

Over twenty wild wolves, under Fang Bai’s imposing intimidation, not only dared not attack but instead tucked their tails and turned to flee.

"Think you can run? Not a single one of you!"

Fang Bai’s right foot flew up, kicking a football-sized stone high into the air, then with a punch he shattered the boulder in mid-air.

Without waiting for those fragments to hit the ground, Fang Bai’s palms struck out like lightning in a flurry, driving over twenty pieces of shattered stone to howl and shoot out, targeting the twenty-odd wolves.

His movements were completed between lightning and flint, too fast for the naked eye to discern.

Dozens of stone fragments, like bullets shot from a chamber, had a force far beyond the hunting rifles in the hands of hunters like Zhao Yunjian, and even the tough skin and flesh of the wolves were pierced directly by the flying shards, killing them on the spot.

Just now the valley was filled with incessant wolf howls, but in a blink of an eye, all was quiet, the whole valley fell into silence, with only the sound of the night wind howling past one’s ears.

Standing beside Fang Bai, Zhao Guoqiang, under the moonlight, looked at the twenty-odd wolf corpses on the snowy ground, speechless and in disbelief, his breaths were rapid and heavy.

Hiding behind a large stone in the distance, Zhao Yunjian and the other hunters had expressions and demeanors much like Zhao Guoqiang’s.

They had always believed that Fang Bai, who looked tender and weak, was powerless and that their protection was crucial during his venture into the mountain, but what was happening in front of them completely overturned their understanding.

Far from being weak as they had imagined, Fang Bai was powerfully intimidating.

Killing over twenty wild wolves in the blink of an eye, such strength was simply staggering, something Zhao Yunjian and the others couldn’t even fathom.

Some hunters, recalling how Fang Bai had treated the sick villagers of Zhao Family Village, where even the gravest illnesses were cured with a touch of his hand, had already begun to regard him as a living deity.

"I’ve taken care of the wild wolves for you, as for how you’ll carry the pelts back, that’s for you to figure out," Fang Bai said with a smile as he patted Zhao Guoqiang on the shoulder, as though he had done a trivial thing.

Regaining his senses, Zhao Guoqiang looked at Fang Bai with reverence, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard several times before stammering, "Mr. Fang, you...you are truly amazing...really amazing..."

Fang Bai smiled, not saying a word. To him, the attack power of this pack of wild wolves was not even comparable to a group of Yellow Level Martial Artists. Dealing with them was effortless.

Zhao Guoqiang turned his head and saw the twenty-odd wolf carcasses around them, his spirits lifted, and he turned to call out to his father Zhao Yunjian and the other dozen hunters with a wave, shouting, "All the wolves have been killed by Mr. Fang, come on over, everyone!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yunjian and the others rushed out from their hiding spots behind the big stones and ran toward them.

Zhao Yunjian and the other hunters were experienced, and they first checked the wolf carcasses, confirming they were all dead, then gathered around Fang Bai, looking at the young man with eyes full of adoration and fear.

"Not only is Mr. Fang’s medical skills impressive, but his martial ability is also exceptional. Truly a master," Zhao Yunjian said, thumb up in admiration, treating Fang Bai as someone who wasn’t just proficient in medicine but was also a Martial Arts Expert capable of the most extraordinary feats.

It was clear that, without Fang Bai, the dozen or so hunters surrounded by the wolf pack would have inevitably engaged in a fierce battle, and even if they could eventually repel the pack, casualties would have been unavoidable.

After the incident with the wolf pack, nobody felt like sleeping anymore; they all gathered around the fire to chat, with Fang Bai naturally becoming the focus of the conversation.

With dawn, Zhao Yunjian, his son, and the other dozen hunters who accompanied them began to act, going to where Fang Bai had killed the wolves during the night. They took out sharp daggers, skinned the wolves one by one, and buried the carcasses on the spot.

In the end, Zhao Yunjian calculated that they had skinned twenty-two wolf pelts. Sold in the market, each person would get at least twenty thousand yuan. With those pelts in hand, even without any other gains, this trip to the mountains was well worth it.

The group packed away the wolf hides, ate and drank a bit, then continued on deeper into the Forest Sea Snowfield.

Fang Bai had learned from chatting with the hunters earlier that wild ginseng was highly valuable. If someone was lucky enough to dig up a hundred-year wild ginseng, it could be an income of several hundred thousand, or even millions, a massive fortune.

Fang Bai wanted to give these hunters a stroke of wealth, planning to help them find wild ginseng, so he was on the lookout all along the way.

Wild ginseng over a hundred years old was also considered a kind of spiritual medicine, containing a hint of Heaven and Earth Origin Energy. This meant that anywhere they passed, if there was wild ginseng to be found, no matter how well hidden, it couldn’t escape Fang Bai’s keen senses.

"Uncle Zhao, go check under that tree, you should be able to dig up some ginseng!"

At noon that day, while passing a hill slope that wasn’t too steep, Fang Bai pointed to a large tree on the slope and spoke.

Under that tree, Fang Bai sensed the Essence Energy fluctuations of wild ginseng and guessed the ginseng must be at least a hundred years old.

"Okay!"

Zhao Yunjian now viewed Fang Bai as something akin to a supernatural being. Upon hearing Fang Bai’s words, he immediately set down his prey, took his ginseng digging tools, and ran towards the hill slope.

Zhao Yunjian was not only an experienced hunter but also a ginseng digger with decades of experience. Reaching the hill slope, he instantly spotted a wild ginseng growing under the tree.

Judging by the stem and leaves of the ginseng, Zhao Yunjian knew it was of considerable age, and he couldn’t help but feel ecstatic.

Zhao Yunjian wielded his digging tools carefully and dug out the ginseng. When he had cleared the soil from the ginseng and saw its "true face," his hands shook uncontrollably, and his face turned bright red with excitement.

He took a deep breath to suppress his elation and carefully placed the ginseng into a box he carried with him, then quickly returned to the midst of the other hunters.

"Dad, did you dig up some ginseng?"

Zhao Guoqiang hurried over to ask as he saw his father return.

"Yes!"

Zhao Yunjian nodded vigorously.

"How many?"

Zhao Guoqiang asked further.

"One!"

Zhao Yunjian answered.

"Just one..."

Zhao Guoqiang sounded a bit disappointed.

Zhao Yunjian slapped his son on the head and scolded with a laugh, "Just one? You brat, do you have any idea how valuable this one ginseng is? I’ll tell you, it’s a hundred-year wild ginseng!"

"What? A hundred-year wild ginseng?"

Zhao Guoqiang nearly jumped up, his eyes wide as he asked, "Dad, is this for real?"

Zhao Yunjian ignored his son and, facing the curious looks of the hunters, opened the box containing the hundred-year wild ginseng and exclaimed, "Folks, a hundred-year wild ginseng... we’ve dug up a hundred-year wild ginseng!"