Chapter 45 - 45 The Rabbit Fakes the Tiger's Might
45 The Rabbit Fakes the Tiger’s Might
In the forest, a fat white rabbit was holding a ginseng root in its paws and gnawing on it like it was a carrot.
Under its butt, a big multi-colored tiger was lazily lying on a stone, basking in the sun. It shook its head from time to time to shake off the bits of meat that the rabbit had eaten.
Suddenly, the ferocious tiger let out a low roar and stood up abruptly, staring at the forest in front of it.
The fat rabbit was also shocked. It hurriedly stuffed the ginseng under its butt, and its little claws clutched the tiger’s fur tightly.
The grass swayed, and a figure slowly walked out.
“Master Si, you’re so impressive!” Jiang Ming looked at this scene and smiled.
He had been training in the mountains and picking herbs for the past few days. It was not until today that he finally met this infamous group of beasts.
The tiger opened its bloody mouth, and a fierce aura leaked out. It was about to pounce on this ignorant human.
However, the rabbit on its back suddenly jumped and ran forward, running around Jiang Ming’s legs excitedly.
The tiger immediately stopped moving, its eyes filled with confusion.
Jiang Ming looked at the fat rabbit, who kept making noises. Its little claws were moving wildly, pointing here and there.
“It’s been a few months since we last met. Master Si, your intelligence seems to have improved quite a bit.” Jiang Ming’s eyes were also filled with surprise. It seemed that the beast-taming medicine really had some potential.
The fat rabbit pointed at the tiger and then at itself.
* * *
After communicating for a long time due to the language barrier, Jiang Ming finally roughly understood that after the rabbit drank dozens of portions of the beast-taming medicine, it actually went through some unknown changes and could order some mountain beasts to do things for it.
However, there seemed to be a limit to the number of such orders. Moreover, it was only temporary and would lose its effect after a few days.
“So, you were lazy and only left a tiger as a bodyguard?” Jiang Ming smiled faintly. He was quite familiar with the character of this lazy rabbit.
The fat rabbit quickly nodded, and its face revealed a human-like silly smile, the fat on its chubby face trembled.
“This is really the might of a tiger.”
Jiang Ming also did not expect this change, but it was not a bad thing after all. It was good that the rabbit had some ways to protect itself.
With such high spiritual intelligence, would he be able to teach Master Si how to read in the future?
Jiang Ming touched his chin.
Could it be that if this rabbit continued to grow, it would really become a demon in the future?
“I didn’t expect that the first prescription I got was the one that was suspected to be the closest to the world of immortal cultivation,” Jiang Ming said softly. “There must be something wrong. This prescription obviously didn’t look like something from the mortal world.”
However, until now, Jiang Ming had not seen anyone who was related to immortal cultivation. It seemed that this matter really couldn’t be rushed. He had to wait for an opportunity.
Fortunately, he had all the time in the world.
“Keep a low profile in the future so you won’t be discovered by the humans outside. You won’t be able to escape if you are!” He then patted Master Si’s head with a warning.
The fat rabbit quickly nodded.
After reuniting with Master Si, Jiang Ming went to the wooden house that he had built earlier. He was surprised to find that it was quite clean. Except for some dust and fallen leaves, it was spotless.
Riding on the tiger, Master Si proudly walked back and forth in front of Jiang Ming, claiming credit for his success.
Jiang Ming laughed. He cleaned up a little and settled down in the wooden house in the mountains again. Every day, he picked herbs, made tea, practiced his fist techniques, and slept. Sometimes, he would go out with Master Si to find herbs, leaving the big tiger to look after the house.
With the help of Master Si, the rare herbs that caught Jiang Ming’s eyes were at least worth dozens of copper coins. Moreover, no one would dare find trouble with him if he sold it in town. This was the change he brought about with his reputation.
* * *
In the early morning light, by the river outside the wooden house, a bare-chested figure was tirelessly practicing his fist techniques. His breathing was long and deep, and he exuded traces of fiendish Qi and a fierce aura. He was just like a real tiger.
Under the roof, a tiger lying on its stomach revealed a puzzled look. Why did it feel that the human had a similar aura to it?
Jiang Ming didn’t stop until the sun was high in the sky. He took the medicinal soup from Master Si and drank it in one gulp.
“The effect of this secret medicine is getting weaker and weaker.”
Jiang Ming felt the blood in his body boiling slightly, and then there was no more movement.
The secret medicine he had taken from Elder Tong was not a high-grade thing to begin with, and now that he’d broken through to become a third-class martial artist, the growth of his vitality was slowing down. This medicinal soup was no longer able to satisfy him.
“However, this is not a problem. I’m immortal, and my lifespan is endless. My body functions will not decline, and my blood Qi will not be lost. As long as I take my time, I’ll be able to increase my vitality. The biggest problem now is how to comprehend the intent realm.”
Jiang Ming was a little helpless. Although he could live forever, he was not a martial arts genius. In the face of such a mysterious thing as intent, he also felt that he had no place to use his power.
If one could not comprehend the intent realm, it would be difficult to temper the blood Qi into their body. No matter how strong their blood Qi was, their body would be injured if they were attacked.
“Huh? That’s right, I have Guan Feng’s medicinal formula.” Jiang Ming’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Pharmacist Feng said that this prescription can calm one’s mind and improve one’s concentration and can be taken when one is breaking through a bottleneck. It might be useful to me. Moreover, most of the medicinal herbs in the prescription can be found in the mountain. I’ll only need to go to the medicine shop to buy a few supplementary herbs.”
He jumped into the river with a splash and took a bath. Then, he returned to the pharmacy, picked some medicinal herbs and put them into the medicine basket. He then strode down the mountain.
* * *
In Peace Town, Jiang Ming did not go to the medicine market again. Instead, he walked directly into a medicine shop in the center of the town. This was a shop opened by the Wang family. There was no need to worry about the Old Snake Gang.
This also caused the Old Snake Gang’s medicine market to become deserted. However, there was nothing they could do. They did not even dare provoke the Tiger Hunting Village, much less the prefecture’s top family, the Wang family.
“Mr. Jiang. What a rare guest!” In the medicine shop, the shopkeeper warmly welcomed Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming had already sold medicinal herbs to him several times, and each time, it was of high quality. He was a rare guest.
“Give me a price for these. In addition. I also need some medicinal herbs.” Jiang Ming handed over the herb basket and reported a string of names of herbs.
The medicine store manager didn’t question anything. He hurriedly nodded and got busy. Soon, he handed a few taels of silver and two big bags of medicinal herbs to Jiang Ming.
As soon as he walked out of the medicine shop, Jiang Ming met a burly figure on the street.
“Mr. Dong, it seems like you’re working hard,” Jiang Ming said with a smile and continued to walk forward.
Mr. Dong’s expression was unsightly as he blocked his path. “Wu Yi is dead. I wonder who did it.”
Jiang Ming was surprised that he was this angry.
“In the future, you have to restrain your subordinates and not provoke people who should not be provoked.”
He chuckled and walked past Mr. Dong, disappearing from the street in large strides.
Mr. Dong clenched his fists tightly, veins popping out on his forehead, “Very well. I’ll remember this smear against the Old Snake Gang.”
* * *
“Mr. Dong is even more narrow-minded than Uncle Ba.”
Jiang Ming walked home and thought to himself, “The Old Snake Gang is really a nest of snakes and rats. It’s a pity that I’m not strong enough now. When I break through to the second class—I mean, when the hero, Zhang Shan, breaks through to the second class. The Old Snake Gang will be no more.”
Mr. Dong did not know that while he was holding a grudge against Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming was already thinking about how to destroy him.
Jiang Ming walked on the street for a while and suddenly looked in a direction.
That was Master Zhou’s home. Since Master Zhou’s death, it had been empty, but now it was occupied again.
Wisps of smoke were rising from the chimney.