lerbook Chapter 30 The Simple and Kind-hearted Xiaozhai Village
Chapter 30 The Simple and Kind-hearted Xiaozhai Village
The moment Zhang Xuanchen swallowed the healing pill, he felt a warm sensation wash over his body.
The gentle medicinal power flowed into every part of my body.
Whether it's cracked bones or damaged internal organs, everything recovers at an extremely rapid pace under the nourishment of the medicine.
The wounds on the surface that are cut deeply by the leaves quickly scab over, heal, and fall off.
Half an hour later, most of the meridians in his body and the injuries on his body had recovered.
In that case, he will be able to walk normally after tomorrow.
However, he can probably only unleash about 50% of his full potential.
The damage to his meridians had a significant impact on him.
That Golden Core cultivator showed no intention of holding back; he came straight at him aiming to damage his meridians and dantian.
If successful, even if they have trump cards, they will not be a threat.
Fortunately, he refined the Earth Vein Profound Yang Fire; otherwise, his path to cultivation would have ended there.
It's still not stable enough.
We need to correct this in the future and have more backup plans.
Zhang Xuanchen lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, seriously reflecting on his shortcomings.
"Dinner's ready."
As soon as the voice faded, the middle-aged woman pushed open the door, holding a bowl of stir-fried vegetables with a little bit of shredded meat mixed in.
There were also two white steamed buns on the dish.
Zhang Qingqing then placed a bowl of egg drop soup on the table.
Clearly, this was the best food the family could offer.
Even the two white steamed buns in the bowl were something I had asked someone else for.
Because he saw Zhang Tiedan at the door holding a coarse grain bun, dipping it in soup that contained no egg, and eating it with relish.
She would peek out from time to time, looking at the bowl of egg drop soup on his table with longing in her eyes.
Seeing Zhang Xuanchen's furrowed brows, a hint of apology flashed across the middle-aged woman's face:
"We don't have anything fancy to offer, just some simple home-cooked dishes. Please have something to eat first, don't be offended. You're injured right now, you can't go without food."
In reality, this is not a regular dish; it's only eaten during holidays and festivals.
This was also to prevent Zhang Xuanchen from misunderstanding that saving him wasn't for any ulterior motive.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen realized that the family had misunderstood.
He wasn't complaining about the food at all.
If someone offers him their best food and he still complains, is he even human?
In my previous life, I grew up eating these kinds of foods with my grandparents.
Feigning pain, he sat up in bed and, to the astonishment of the two, began to speak:
"Uh...you've misunderstood. You saved my life and took care of me for so many days."
We're so grateful, how could we possibly find fault?
"You...you can actually sit up."
The middle-aged woman and Zhang Qingqing were filled with shock, but they quickly regained their composure.
He said, "You are indeed no ordinary person. Even the third-rate martial artists in our village are no match for you."
Hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen smiled and nodded, saying:
"I have been practicing martial arts in the mountains with my master since I was a child. I am a first-class martial artist with strong physical fitness, so I recover relatively quickly."
As soon as he came down the mountain, he was targeted by a group of bandits. Although he killed them all, he was seriously injured in the process.
After walking for a while, I fainted and woke up here again.
He could not reveal his identity as a cultivator.
If this happens, and rumors spread that a seriously injured immortal has suddenly appeared in Xiaozhai Village, it will surely bring disaster.
The Earth Core Fire Crystal is something that the Ziyun Sect and other forces will not easily give up.
Although that third-tier low-grade teleportation talisman teleported him tens of thousands of miles away.
But this distance is not far for those who have reached the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stages.
We cannot be careless in the slightest.
Disguising himself as an ordinary martial artist was just right.
Ordinary martial artists are divided into three categories: third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate.
Above the first-rate are the acquired martial artists, and the innate martial artists who are rarely seen in the mortal world.
Without the aid of elixirs, talismans, or other treasures, it is not difficult for a Xiantian martial artist to kill a Qi Refining Stage cultivator.
It is said that above the Innate Martial Artist, there is the legendary Grandmaster Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Their combat strength is in no way inferior to that of a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining.
This is also the pinnacle of mortal martial arts.
However, this path is very difficult. Without great perseverance, it is difficult to even reach the level of a first-rate martial artist, let alone enter the acquired realm.
The Zhang family has over 800,000 ordinary people, but only ten are innate martial artists.
Even Zhang Xuanchen was only at the level of a post-natal martial artist at this time.
The difficulty of it is self-evident.
However, Zhang Xuanchen's policy to encourage martial arts practice had only been in effect for less than three years.
I believe there will be more and more high-level martial artists in the future.
After all, the reward for a martial artist who has acquired spiritual roots is exactly the same as the reward for a child who has been born with spiritual roots.
I'm not afraid that they won't work hard.
"Wow, you're actually a legendary top-tier martial artist! I heard from Grandpa Village Chief that you're a big shot even in the county town. Can you teach me martial arts?"
"Iron Egg!"
Zhang Tiedan was immediately silenced by the middle-aged woman before he could even open his mouth.
She knew the importance of martial arts inheritance; it was something that poor families like hers, without background or money, could never hope to attain.
It wouldn't be good if I offended this person.
Zhang Xuanchen smiled and waved his hand, saying gently, "It's alright, it's normal for children to admire the strong."
Having said that, he looked at the middle-aged woman and asked:
"By the way, after talking for so long, I still don't know how to address our benefactor?"
Seeing Zhang Xuanchen's gentle and welcoming demeanor, the middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Young master, you may simply call me Li Lan."
After learning that Zhang Xuanchen was a first-class martial artist, Li Lan became noticeably reserved.
But there's no other way; it's much better than claiming to be an immortal.
If I don't speak up, I can't explain my situation.
"Then I'll call you Aunt Lan. Don't call me Young Master. My name is Zhang Xuanchen. Aunt Lan, you can just call me Xuanchen."
Having lived two lives, Zhang Xuanchen naturally wouldn't put on any airs.
"Li Lan? Li Lan?"
As the two were talking, an old voice came from outside the door.
"It's the village chief."
Li Lan quickly walked to the door and stood in front of an elderly man who looked to be about sixty or seventy years old.
He was accompanied by several young men, each carrying vegetables they had grown themselves, and those who were better off also had two eggs in their hands.
He smiled and said, "Village Chief, what brings you here?"
"Didn't we hear that the young man has woken up?"
They must be very hungry. We just finished cooking, and we made a lot, so could you please help them finish some?
Li Lan quickly waved her hand in refusal, saying softly, "How can this be? You and everyone else have helped us so much these past few days, how can we accept your gifts? I can't accept them."
Because her husband had passed away, Li Lan's family was not well-off. During the ten days or so she took care of Zhang Xuanchen, they would have been unable to survive without the help of other villagers.
The village chief, however, earnestly advised, "Li Lan, this is a token of everyone's goodwill, so please don't refuse it."
When Zhang Qiqiang was alive, he helped the children in the village with their early education, and everyone saw this.
Besides, you're not the only kind-hearted person in Xiaozhai Village. We also want to do good deeds and accumulate merit. Are you going to refuse us?
"Yes, Aunt Li, my dad asked me to deliver this, you can't refuse it."
"Aunt Li, if you don't accept it, I'm going to get a beating when we get back."
……
With everyone chiming in, Li Lan found it difficult to refuse any longer.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally agreed.
I can only repay this kindness in the future.
Even though they weren't speaking loudly, Zhang Xuanchen could hear them clearly.
What a simple and kind village!
There's something I should do before I leave.
PS: These two chapters are somewhat bland, but they are important foreshadowing for the later plot, so please don't panic, fellow cultivators.