Ultimate Village Doctor

A night had passed.

Long Xiaoshan had swallowed three more Hundred-Year-Old Medicines.

To know, these medicinal herbs were worth billions.

Yet Long Xiaoshan treated them as if they were as common as cabbage.

He had consumed four of them.

If those from the Martial Tao World witnessed this, they would probably die of rage.

A single Hundred-Year-Old Medicine could nurture a Huang Level Martial Artist. Even Wei Zhentian, a disciple from an ancient martial sect, only managed to acquire one after operating in Hechuan City for more than a decade, finally breaking through to become a Huang Level Warrior.

Moreover, the medicinal materials that Long Xiaoshan had were comparable to the typical herbs of two centuries' worth.

Probably even the sons of the leaders from the major sects were not as extravagant as him.

In one night, he had consumed medicinal materials worth four to five billion.

And the effect, too, had manifested, as Long Xiaoshan's cultivation base soared directly to the late stage of the Third Layer of Qi Drawing.

Had he not found that the efficacy of the medicine was rapidly weakening, and that Yue Ling had also cautioned him to be steady and methodical, warning that forced growth could easily ruin his foundation,

he might have swallowed the remaining two Hundred-Year-Old Medicines as well.

The dirt on Long Xiaoshan's body had formed an armor-like crust.

He hurriedly stepped out of his room and leaped into the nearby stream by the farm, scrubbing vigorously for a while.

After washing, Long Xiaoshan stood in the water.

Staring at his body, he showed an astonished expression.

This was his body.

What he saw was a physique carved as if by knives and chisels, every proportion remarkable, even more astonishing were the crisscrossed scars on his body that had faded to almost invisibility. His skin had become finer and also much fairer.

Such skin would even make women envy.

Long Xiaoshan was not pleased.

Instead, he felt depressed. His body had turned pale overnight, making it difficult to explain to acquaintances; luckily, it was still early, and no one had come to the farm to work.

Long Xiaoshan leaped out of the stream swiftly, shooting forth like an arrow released from its bow.

Fast! Fast! Fast!

His body turned into a phantom.

In one step, he was over ten meters away.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Racing past, a great whirl of dust and leaves rose in the air, like a fierce wind, even causing the large tree branches to tremble incessantly.

Minutes later, he had dashed from the stream to a mountain peak.

Stopping, his face was still not flushed, nor was he gasping for breath.

Long Xiaoshan punched out, his howl startling the mountain woods, countless birds awoke in their sleep, flapping into the sky in alarm, while wild animals scattered in all directions.

Boom!

The fist slammed into a boulder more than a person high.

The entire boulder shattered apart.

"Good!" Yue Ling, who seemed to have followed at some point, said.

Watching Long Xiaoshan blow up the huge rock with a punch, his eyes blazed fiercely, "Your strength now is completely comparable to a Mid Xuan-Level warrior. I have no idea what kind of Spirit Practitioner cultivation technique you're practicing, but a third-layer Spirit Practitioner definitely doesn't have this kind of power."

Long Xiaoshan didn't know either. It was passed down to him by Master Chang, and he was unclear about Master Chang's background too.

"Xiaoshan, from now on, I will teach you the genuine teachings of the Yue Family!" Yue Ling said.

"The Yue Family's genuine teachings?" Long Xiaoshan asked in surprise.

Yue Ling nodded, "Slaughter Wolf Fist, Wind-Cutting Leg, are just the martial arts that our Yue Family imparts to the military's descendants. However, we have a genuine set of teachings for the Yue Family's descendants, which only those of Yue bloodline and the most outstanding are eligible to learn."

Long Xiaoshan's curiosity was profoundly piqued, and he asked, "Brother Yue, what kind of martial arts is it?"

"Spear!" Yue Ling surged upwards suddenly, standing tall like a Divine Serpent pointing towards the heavens, almost piercing through the sky.

"The weapon of our ancestor was the Li Quan Divine Spear, which was transformed from a Divine Serpent he subdued. The essence of our Yue Family's martial arts lies in the spear..." As Yue Ling spoke, he casually motioned with his hand, and a stream of dark qi condensed in his palm, forming into a black spear about eight feet long.

"Now I'll show you the Yue Family's spear technique!"

Yue Ling suddenly adopted a spear stance, holding the spear horizontally as it hummed. With a flick of the spear tip, Yue Ling thrust out as swift as a snake's tongue. The eight-feet long black spear rolled around him, creating layers of spear shadows, and Yue Ling's body completely disappeared within them.

The spear thrust out like a dragon, and towards the end, the black spear seemed to transform into a black dragon, churning the river and overturning the seas.

Long Xiaoshan watched the might of the long spear and inwardly felt a shock.

Merely standing by and watching, he could feel the massive threat.

His Slaughter Wolf Fist in comparison to Yue Ling's current spear technique.

Was without a doubt, a minor witch encountering a Great Witch.

Several minutes later, Yue Ling let out a thunderous shout.

The long spear charged towards a large tree that required several people to wrap their arms around it.

Bang bang bang!

Continuous booming sounds emitted from the large tree.

Countless egg-sized holes appeared on the thick trunk.

The tree swayed and then crashed down with a loud noise.

Yue Ling sheathed his spear technique and arrogantly said, "This is the Thirty-Six Forms of our Yue Family Spear Technique, what do you think?"

Long Xiaoshan's eyes lit up as he said, "Awesome."

Yue Ling smiled and asked, "Do you want to learn it?"

"Yes!"

"Good, I'll teach you!" Yue Ling agreed straightforwardly; he discovered that Long Xiaoshan was a martial arts prodigy, and by passing on the true teachings of the Yue Family to him, it might allow the Yue Family Spear Technique to flourish in the modern era.

Long Xiaoshan fetched a piece of wood and carved himself a wooden long spear.

He began following Yue Ling to learn.

They say one year for a saber, a month for a staff, and a lifetime for a spear.

Spear technique is the hardest to train.

But Long Xiaoshan's aptitude once again surprised Yue Ling.

Practicing until noon.

Long Xiaoshan had already grasped the basics of the Yue Family Spear Technique, and though it was only the surface, just mastering the entry level had taken Yue Ling himself three years.

At noon, Long Xiaoshan stopped cultivating.

Spear technique is a process full of refinement.

He didn't need to rush, and besides, with his current strength, even if Yu Cheng was a Mysterious Rank Warrior, he felt no fear. Long Xiaoshan found some medicinal herbs in the mountains and prepared a juice to apply to his skin.

His skin gradually darkened.

Only when his skin returned to its healthy bronze color was Long Xiaoshan satisfied enough to head down the mountain.

The Couple Long Dashan were surprised when they saw Long Xiaoshan, "Little Xiaoshan, you're back! We thought you were in the city, did Chun Tao go to send you to school?"

"Yes, I had something to take care of last night, so I came back early, but I have to go out again later," Long Xiaoshan said.

Tonight was the competition on the fighting platform, and he was determined to go.

After his cultivation had increased, he was eager to find an opponent to test his skills; Yu Cheng had already caught his interest, even if he wasn't part of Wei Zhentian's gang, Long Xiaoshan still wanted to see what he had.

After all, worthy opponents are hard to come by.

At their level, they are exceedingly rare.

After eating, Long Xiaoshan drove towards the city.

When he arrived in the city, it was already three in the afternoon. He was about to arrange a meeting with Wang Sihai when his phone rang; seeing that it was Chun Tao calling, he quickly answered.

After the call.

His expression was somewhat peculiar.

"A social mixer?"

Chun Tao's dormitory was actually holding some sort of social event, and Chun Tao called him about it.

Having been to university, Long Xiaoshan of course knew what a social mixer meant—it was akin to a blind date, where interested men and women would pair off after mingling.

While he had confidence in Chun Tao, the thought of his girlfriend going to socialize with others.

Still made him uncomfortable. Read new chapters at empire

Long Xiaoshan thought it over and then drove his pickup truck directly to the business school.