Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 907: Harvest

Chapter 907: Chapter 907: Harvest

"Just you? And you’re going to take down ten, a hundred Red Fire Chickens? Ha... Hahaha..."

Upon hearing Fang Bai’s "boasting," Liu Liehu couldn’t help but burst into laughter, pointing at Fang Bai and saying, "Do you think you’re a Martial Artist? Alright, even if you are, could you possibly be more formidable than my grandpa and dad? If you were that powerful, you wouldn’t have gotten injured in the mountains, almost dying..."

Fang Bai merely smiled, unwilling to argue with the boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and turned to go back to the thatched hut.

"Hey, wait! I have a lot of questions for you... Why did you go into the mountains alone? How did you get injured? Was it a Spirit Beast attack? It’s truly amazing you weren’t eaten by a Spirit Beast; you must be really lucky..."

Fang Bai ignored Liu Liehu, but like sticky candy, Liehu followed Fang Bai into the thatched hut and sat down by the bed, looking at Fang Bai and asking questions.

Half-reclining on the bed, Fang Bai looked at the low ceiling, seeming to be lost in thought. After a long while, he finally spoke, "I don’t remember much about the past, just my name. By the way, Huzi, where are your grandpa and dad? They saved my life, and I haven’t thanked them for their kindness yet!"

Liu Liehu said, "A few days ago, grandpa and dad led another group of villagers into the mountains... I hope they’ll come back with a full load this time!"

Small mountain villages like Liuhu Village had no arable land and couldn’t grow grain. They could only rely on the mountains and the water to sustain their livelihood.

Liu Poshan, Liehu’s grandfather, and Liu Qi, his father, were the two strongest among the dozens of Martial Artists in Liuhu Village, highly respected and were elected as the village head and deputy head, respectively.

Usually, they would take the village Martial Artists into the mountains behind the village, where they would gather Spiritual Medicine or hunt some mild-mannered, weaker Spirit Beasts, either keeping them for their own use or selling them at the Spiritual Medicine and Spirit Beast purchase center set up by Bitao Martial Academy in a nearby market town, to make a living.

"Every time they go to the mountains, they refuse to take me with them, saying I’m too young and weak... Hmph, I’m already a Martial Artist at Profound Level Perfection; that’s not weak, right? If we do encounter a formidable Spirit Beast, I could definitely be of help!"

When the subject of going to the mountains came up, a look of grievance couldn’t help but appear on Liehu’s slightly immature face.

While they were talking, suddenly a cheer erupted from the village entrance.

"Grandpa, dad, and the villagers are back from the mountains!"

Hearing the cheering outside, Liehu’s spirits instantly lifted, and he rushed out of the thatched hut in a flurry after leaving a remark.

With nothing better to do, Fang Bai also got out of bed and headed for the village entrance to see what the commotion was about.

When he reached the village square at the entrance, Fang Bai discovered that nearly all of Liuhu Village’s hundreds of villagers had gathered there, and each person’s face was filled with joy, regardless of age or gender.

Dressed in cyan shirts, dozens of Martial Artists, led by a white-haired elderly man and a dark-skinned middle-aged man with a square face, walked briskly from the distance, soon arriving at the village entrance.

These Martial Artists were villagers from Liuhu Village, some with bundles of Spiritual Grass on their backs and others holding Spirit Beasts like Red Fire Chickens and Snow Jade Rabbits. The excitement was evident on all their faces.

No wonder, the villagers of Liuhu Village usually came back from the mountains with scant rewards, barely enough to maintain their everyday needs.

But this time, the Spiritual Medicine they gathered and the Spirit Beasts they hunted were the biggest haul they had seen in years, which could mean that the villagers’ lives might improve in the near future.

The villagers who had been waiting at the entrance crowded around the returning Martial Artists, warmly greeting and embracing each other. Some were also looking for their relatives, checking to see if they were unharmed.

In the past, when the Martial Artists from the village went into the mountains, they would return safely if they were lucky, but if they were unlucky, such as encountering a fierce large beast, there might be injuries or even deaths among them.

Seeing the martial artists return safely from the mountains, the villagers all breathed a sigh of relief and were delighted at the sight of the spiritual medicines, Red Fire Chickens, and Snow Jade Rabbits— all valuable spirit beasts— that they brought back.

When Fang Bai approached the entrance of the village, what he saw was this lively scene,

and Fang Bai’s arrival also captured the attention of some villagers. Many stopped their conversations and turned their heads to look at him, and some children ran up to Fang Bai and curiously sized him up.

Liu Liehu also noticed Fang Bai, and he whispered something to an old man with snow-white hair and a square-faced, slightly dark-skinned middle-aged man before the three of them walked over to Fang Bai.

"Fang Bai, this is my grandpa, and this is my daddy! If it weren’t for my grandpa and daddy rescuing you from the mountains, you would have been eaten by a spirit beast by now!" Liu Liehu said to Fang Bai with a chuckle.

Fang Bai bowed with clasped fists to the white-haired elder and the square-faced middle-aged man, his face filled with gratitude, and said, "For the life-saving grace of you two, Fang Bai is eternally grateful!"

The white-haired elder was Liu Poshan, grandfather to siblings Liu Liehu and Liu Qingqing, as well as the village chief of Liuhu Village. His cultivation level was at Earth Level Perfection.

The square-faced middle-aged man was named Liu Qi, the father of Liu Liehu and Liu Qingqing. He was also an Earth Level Perfection martial artist, and he had been elected as the deputy village chief by the villagers, poised to be the next village chief.

Liu Poshan and Liu Qi, father and son, were the strongest martial artists in Liuhu Village and the mainstay for the hundreds of villagers there.

"You’re Fang Bai, right? I really didn’t expect your injuries to have healed so quickly..."

Liu Poshan stroked his beard, eyeing Fang Bai, who seemed to be in good spirits, with some surprise.

When they had rescued Fang Bai from the mountains, he was so gravely injured that he could have died at any moment, but a few days later, not only was Fang Bai not dead, but he was also rapidly recovering. At this rate, it might not be long before he completely healed.

Liu Poshan had, during his past travels, heard that a very few individuals in this world were born with self-healing abilities. Perhaps Fang Bai was one of those rare few.

"My physique is a bit special, with some capacity for self-healing, so I tend to recover faster than most people after being injured," Fang Bai responded with a smile.

Liu Poshan nodded, thinking to himself that it was indeed as he had speculated— a pity that Fang Bai was not a martial artist, for with such a special physique, it would truly be an additional strength.

"Qing’er, have you stewed that Red Fire Chicken for Fang Bai to eat?"

Liu Liehu’s father, Liu Qi, glanced at his daughter and suddenly asked.

Liu Qi had joined the other martial artists from the village in rescuing Fang Bai from the mountains simply out of kindness. Seeing Fang Bai awake and recovering well, he felt very pleased.

Hearing her father’s question, Liu Qingqing quickly replied, "It’s already stewing in the pot; it’ll be ready soon."

Liu Qi nodded, then turned to Fang Bai and said, "After eating the Red Fire Chicken, your injury will heal even faster! Also, you’d better rest more and move less so that your injury can heal better. In a few days, I’ll have Qing’er stew a Snow Jade Rabbit for you to eat!"