Leisurely mountain village

I was originally planning to save some chapters for next month, but seeing all the gifts from the generous readers, I am extremely grateful for everyone's support. So I'm adding two more chapters as a small token of my appreciation.

These kids from the military compounds in Beijing grew up fighting, and their elders encouraged them to fight. Almost every family had a representative. As long as no one was killed or deliberately injured, they would get meat when they won and be whipped when they lost.

“Old man Jiang and my grandfather were soldiers around the same age, and they were always chasing each other. After my grandfather took over the Ministry of State Security’s Overseas Department, old man Jiang also went to the Equipment Department. The two of them competed for a lifetime, and only now has it quieted down. As for me and that kid, we’ve been fighting since we were kids, but I’ve won more than I’ve lost,” Cao Zhi introduced Jiang Wenming.

“Jiang Wenming is alright, but if you run into his younger brother Jiang Liming, you’d better be careful. That kid is a madman, the kind of person who will do anything to achieve his goals, and he’s also extremely cunning,” Cao Zhui said, referring to another person.

"It has nothing to do with me. Just don't bother me. I'm going back to my hometown in a few days anyway," Ye Huan said with a smile.

The others nodded in agreement. They were right. Even if that kid was crazy, the Cao family wasn't made of clay. They'd been fighting for so many years; who was afraid of whom?

When Jiang Wenming got home, unfortunately, his mother saw the injury on his ear and casually asked if Cao Zhi had hit him. Jiang Wenming shook his head and said, "It was a relative of his from the countryside. I called him a bumpkin, and he hurt me with chopsticks."

Then the whole family found out. The old man and his father didn't say anything, not wanting to cause trouble for others over such a small matter. But Jiang Limou heard it, his eyes darted around a few times, and he didn't say anything.

Ye Huan hasn't had much to do these past few days, so he spends every night cultivating in his spatial realm. He almost always finishes his cultivation session before coming out, so his progress has been remarkable. He's now at level nine of the Longevity Dao Scripture, having broken through eight times.

At this moment, he sensed something different from before, as if his entire level of life had changed. "Could it really be possible to cultivate to immortality?" Ye Huan muttered.

He felt as if all his attributes had evolved, because he felt that his eyesight, hearing, and other aspects were much stronger than before.

Moreover, he now has a feeling that he can easily kill a Grandmaster like Master Shi in the late stage. Although he doesn't know if it's just his imagination, he can feel his own progress.

Incidentally, besides continuing to practice that fireball technique, he at least grasped a little bit of alchemy, after all, he had a foundation in traditional Chinese medicine, plus his grandfather's deliberate teaching during this period.

He was extremely familiar with medicinal herbs, their combinations, acupoints, and meridians. He also had the skill of helping his grandfather make pills since he was a child, so this time he unexpectedly comprehended the most basic alchemy techniques in the Shennong Classic.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a treasure like an alchemy furnace. It's not like you can just find any furnace to refine pills; you have to meet many conditions. The first one is being able to use the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, which already eliminates most furnaces.

He also lacked the Heavenly Spirit Fire, and he wasn't sure if the spiritual energy within his body would be enough to support his Fireball Technique in refining a single pill. He was a complete novice and was still exploring.

However, he currently lacks the resources to refine pills. But after mastering the art of alchemy, he combined his experience in making pills with his own research and developed a skill for making pills. Although he experimented several times, the pills he made were not very effective, since he couldn't remove the residue from many of the medicinal herbs.

So he didn't go anywhere today. He stayed in his room studying how to make pills by hand. In front of him was a pile of medicinal herbs that existed in his spatial storage. He was currently working on a pill that he had comprehended in his spatial storage, which included a "Qi Gathering Pill".

He had the necessary ingredients for this elixir, and none of them were particularly rare, so he was willing to use them. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to experiment with wild ginseng that required hundreds of years of cultivation.

That thing diminishes with each use, so it's completely unnecessary. Maybe he'll dare to try it once he's mastered the pill-forming technique.

"If I can extract the essence of the medicinal herbs and then knead them, wouldn't that be the same principle as alchemy? The only difference is that I knead them by hand, and the other is refined by spiritual fire." Ye Huan was still pondering, looking at the "Qi Gathering Pill" that had just been kneaded in front of him.

He had tried it, and so far, it was rather useless, only providing 3-5% of the total spiritual energy in his body, which was slightly better than ineffective, so he began to consider other methods.

After all, compared to the Heavenly Spirit Fire and the alchemy furnace, this is simpler and more suitable for him. His goal is to be able to replenish about 30% of his Qi-gathering pills by hand, which would be considered a success.

"Ring~" The phone rang, a video call request. Ye Huan picked up the phone, propped it up on the bed, and answered, "What's up?"

"Holy crap, bro, what are you doing?" Cao asked. His gaze could only see Ye Huan's legs.

“I’m thinking about something, is there something you need?” he asked again.

"Nothing much, I just watched your video, do you have wolves and pandas at home?" Cao asked.

"It's not my family's, don't talk nonsense. It's boarding school, do you understand?" Ye Huan said speechlessly. This is how rumors start.

"Ding-dong~~" The doorbell rang.

"Wait a minute, someone's knocking on the door. I'll go see who it is so late." Ye Huan got out of bed and said to Cao Dui. Cao Dui didn't say anything. The camera could see the upper part of the door.

Ye Huan opened the door and saw a heavily made-up woman dressed scantily. As soon as Ye Huan opened the door, she squeezed in from the side.

"Sir, do you need any service?" the woman asked after entering and seeing that no one was there.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't need it. Please leave, or I'll call security." Ye Huan's expression turned serious, and he became alert.

This is a five-star hotel, not some shady inn.

He moved his body close to the front of the phone video and stopped.

"It's alright, sir, it's perfectly safe. We all have medical certificates. And it's not expensive, a quick meal is only 500. I guarantee you'll have a good time." The woman moved closer to Ye Huan, reaching out to touch his penis.

Ye Huan dodged it. "I called the police..." he said.

Suddenly there was another knock on the door. Ye Huan realized that she had been set up today.

Just as Ye Huan went to open the door, the woman ripped her top off forcefully, revealing her snow-white body. "Police inspection," someone said from the door that had just been opened.

"Ah, officer, he's trying to rape me!" the woman screamed.

"Don't move, hands up!" the officer shouted, pointing at Ye Huan as he entered.

Ye Huan smiled, walked to the bedside, picked up her phone and said, "Did you record it all?"

Cao was furious the moment he heard a woman's voice; they had experienced this kind of thing too many times and it had long become a habit.