Chapter 15

Just as everyone was discussing the events at the Bai Que Mountain hunting grounds, Zhang Chenghong had already become the center of attention. Many flatterers came forward to congratulate him, hoping to establish a connection with the father of the new disciple of the Heaven-Shaking Sect. This made Zhang Chenghong even more arrogant.

Some people had their eyes on Zhang Yueming, but despite Zhang Chenghong's self-satisfaction, he protected his son very strictly, making it impossible for anyone to approach and get acquainted.

Just as Zhang Chenghong was chatting happily with everyone, two plumes of dust suddenly rose from the direction where he and his son had come from.

None of the hundreds of people at Bai Que Mountain were ordinary mortals. From the two plumes of dust, they knew that someone was riding a beast. The opening of the Bai Que Mountain hunting grounds was a significant event, and this place was considered the territory of the Heaven-Shaking Sect. Ordinary people would walk slowly, so such urgency must mean something urgent had happened.

Everyone fell silent, even Zhang Chenghong, who was no longer concerned about his own dignity, turned to look with surprise, as the two people who arrived were familiar to him.

"Fourth Brother, Father's old illness has flared up, and he is in critical condition. You must return quickly!"

"Pharmacist Zhang, my eldest brother has encountered a problem in his cultivation. The reverse blood flow has injured his internal organs. Please, Pharmacist, help him!"

Two voices almost simultaneously came from the two plumes of dust. With the roar of the beasts, the two cultivators riding the ox-like beasts arrived at the flat ground in front of Bai Que Mountain and simultaneously pulled their reins, then glanced at each other.

The rider on the left bore a resemblance to Zhang Chenghong, with a cold gaze, while the rider on the right was somewhat flustered, not expecting that Pharmacist Zhang's father was also ill at this critical moment. This meant that his brother's injuries would have to be treated later, which was the worst thing for internal injuries, but there was nothing he could do about the current situation.

Chen Yu County was remote and desolate. It was hard to find a pill master, let alone a pill maker. The entire Wasteland Town had only Zhang Chenghong, who barely qualified as a pill maker, and the pills he made were sometimes effective and sometimes not. Despite this, he still had a great reputation in Wasteland Town.

Seeing the scene from a distance, Meng Shan, the village chief of Tumeng Village, suddenly chuckled softly and said to Yang Tiangang, "Brother Yang, do you think Zhang Chenghong will go with either of them?"

Yang Tiangang looked at him in surprise and said, "Brother Meng, you can't mean that Zhang Chenghong will ignore his father and go to treat someone else, right?"

Meng Shan laughed, "Ha ha," but did not say more, instead gesturing for Yang Tiangang to continue watching.

Yang Junshan, despite having seen the entire event in his previous life, still found Zhang Chenghong's actions bizarre.

"Go, go, go, hurry, saving lives is important!"

Without a word, Zhang Chenghong turned, instructed his son briefly, and walked towards the two men.

However, after Zhang Chenghong had taken only three steps, everyone noticed something was amiss.

The man who bore a resemblance to Zhang Chenghong saw that Zhang Chenghong was not heading towards him and immediately called out, "Second Brother, where are you going?"

Zhang Chenghong waved his hand impatiently and said, "Sixth Brother, go back first. The old man has an old illness, he won't die. It doesn't matter whether it's early or late. I'll go and check on Liu San's eldest son's internal injuries first!"

Hearing this, Zhang Chenghong's sixth brother became anxious and glared at Liu San, who had arrived at Bai Que Mountain at the same time, "Fourth Brother, what are you saying? How can you not take care of your own father first!"

Liu San, feeling somewhat guilty under his gaze, though his eldest brother was injured, he was taken aback when he saw Zhang Chenghong heading towards him instead of his father. He tentatively said, "Pharmacist Zhang, how about we go to the old man first..."

"No need!"

Zhang Chenghong waved his hand dismissively, frowning and even sounding somewhat resentful, "Treating my father doesn't pay!"

Everyone present, being cultivators, could hear Zhang Chenghong clearly despite the large square in front of Bai Que Mountain. Yang Tiangang and the others, seeing this for the first time, were speechless, while Meng Shan and the locals of Chen Yu County and Wasteland Town were trying hard not to laugh, as if they were not surprised at all.

Regardless of the reactions in the square, the rider named Liu San quickly responded, "I understand, I understand, Pharmacist Zhang, how about this amount?"

Liu San first held up three fingers, but seeing Zhang Chenghong's displeased expression, he quickly spread his thumb and index finger to form a palm.

Zhang Chenghong's frown turned into a smile, "You have good eyesight," he said, bowing and smiling, "Five jade coins, it's a deal!"

Liu San quickly jumped off the ox-like beast, supporting Zhang Chenghong, "Please, please!"

Zhang Chenghong's sixth brother was clearly stunned by his brother's actions. It wasn't until they were about to leave that he came to his senses, calling out, "Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother..."

Zhang Chenghong and Liu San had already left in a cloud of dust, and a voice came from afar, "Sixth Brother, go back first. I'll return after treating Liu San's eldest son. Your nephew is being taken care of by a high-ranking cultivator of the Heaven-Shaking Sect, so you don't need to stay."

Zhang Lao Liu was so angry that his face turned red, turning to look at the crowd, but everyone had strange expressions, making him feel extremely embarrassed. Not only him, but Zhang Yueming was also stunned by his father's actions. He wanted to speak, but his father's decision was so decisive that he was left in an awkward and uncomfortable position.

Zhang Lao Liu sighed, "Ming, you, you are a good boy, be careful at Bai Que Mountain!"

With that, he no longer wanted to stay and turned the ox-like beast to gallop away.

After Zhang Lao Liu left, the crowd in the square burst into laughter, until a loud voice came from the array of the Bai Que Mountain hunting grounds, which enveloped the entire mountain in mist, "Who is making a commotion here!"

The laughter in the square immediately stopped, and many people were shaken by the voice, even the cultivators at the Martial Human Realm like Yang Tiangang looked more solemn and serious.

For Yang Junshan, the events in the square were no longer interesting, and his attention was focused on Zhang Yueming from the beginning.

From the initial surprise at his father's choice, to the urgency of wanting to speak but holding back, to the helplessness and embarrassment towards his father, and finally to the awkwardness after the crowd burst into laughter, this child quickly recovered from his confusion when the hunting grounds opened and the loud voice came. His gaze towards Bai Que Mountain became even more determined and eager.

Yang Junshan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder Zhang Yueming, the famous genius cultivator of Yu Prefecture and the youngest direct disciple of the Heaven-Shaking Sect, could still carry on the legacy of the sect even after it was destroyed. His unwavering determination in the face of external distractions was not something ordinary people could match.

The opening of the Bai Que Mountain hunting grounds forced Yang Junshan to shift his attention to the three cultivators of the Heaven-Shaking Sect who stepped out of the array.

The three cultivators of the Heaven-Shaking Sect were not wrapped in black wind, but the two on the sides had a murderous aura. The old man in the middle walked through the air, and the crowd felt a chill, indicating that the three cultivators were at least at the third layer of the Martial Human Realm, and the old man in the middle was a fourth-layer expert.

The cultivator on the left was about thirty years old, with a pale face and no beard, always smiling at the crowd. The one on the right was fierce, with large eyes like copper bells, and his gaze was so intimidating that no one dared to meet his eyes.

The leader in the middle looked older than the two behind him, wearing a half-new, half-old blue robe, standing with his hands behind his back, without any aura of pressure, looking like an ordinary fifty-year-old old man.

But this made Yang Junshan, who was observing from the side, feel a chill. Although he was only a first-layer Mortal Realm cultivator and could not use secret techniques to probe their cultivation levels as he did in his previous life, the refined energy in his dantian indicated that he was at the peak of the Martial Human Realm, just one step away from becoming a True Human Realm expert.

The old man took a step forward and said to the crowd, "I am Chen Ji, the guardian of the Bai Que Mountain hunting grounds of the Heaven-Shaking Sect. The two behind me are my junior brothers Zhang Fengyi and Xiong Manshan. We will be in charge of the opening of the hunting grounds. The rules of the hunting grounds are clear, so I won't repeat them. The hunting grounds will be open for seven days, and it will start now!"

With that, Chen Ji nodded to the two behind him, and the robust cultivator Xiong Manshan stepped forward, waving his large palm at the young cultivators rushing towards the entrance of the hunting grounds, "Everyone, don't rush. Seven days is a long time. There's no need to fight over a few minutes. Everyone, bring your permits. Those who try to sneak in, be careful, I'll hit you and won't bury you!"

A fierce aura instantly filled half of the square, making the steps of nearly two hundred young cultivators hesitate. The dozen or so young cultivators at the front turned pale, and a few with weaker minds even fell to the ground, looking at Xiong Manshan with fear.

This made the young cultivators in the square no longer rush forward, and Xiong Manshan laughed with a sense of evil pleasure.

Yang Junshan, who was already aware of this scene, was calmly equipping the things he had prepared over the past few days. After checking everything to ensure nothing was missing, he said to Yang Tiangang, who was leaning against a horse-like beast and smoking a pipe, "Father, I'm going!"

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