Chương 49: The Python Tendon Pill

Yellow Leaf Town. Watching the Black Tiger Gang members depart, Wu Yi exclaimed excitedly:"A'Que, that was absolutely incredible!"

"Brother Yi, I made you worry."

"Haha, minor matter, minor matter! I should have known that you, A'Que, wouldn't do anything you weren't certain of!" Wu Yi had long since discarded his earlier dissatisfaction; now, beyond shock, he was filled with joy. He felt no jealousy toward Song Que for surpassing him, only genuine happiness for his brother. At the same time, he was thrilled that his family had the chance to befriend a future powerhouse. That's right.

After experiencing today's battle, Wu Yi could be certain that the youth before him was destined for limitless prospects. Aside from the words "genius" and "monstrous talent," he could find no other labels for him. Song Que's martial arts origins were easy to see through: just pure brute force and crude Wind-Cleaving Saber techniques. Yet, he managed to defeat the battle-hardened Feng Han! This level of natural talent left one sighing in admiration.

Furthermore, Wu Yi knew clearly that the lad had only started learning martial arts properly for barely half a month! In just over half a month, he had mastered Ming Jin and brought his saber techniques to a level of proficiency. A peerless genius! My assessment won't be wrong!

"Congratulations, Young Hero Song! Truly worth celebrating. Our Yellow Leaf Town has produced a young hero!"

"A'Que, congratulations, congratulations! This is our Guild Master, Liang Jing." At this moment, Lu Ji and Zhong Hui, who had proactively volunteered to lead the way, also stepped forward to offer their congratulations.

"Many thanks, Lord Lu."...

"Greetings, Brother Hui."...

"Guild Master Liang." Song Que greeted them one by one.

"Young Hero Song is truly a young hero. Today, it's an honor to meet you. Since it's a joyous occasion, how about I host a banquet for everyone to celebrate, Young Hero Song? What does everyone think?" Liang Jing said with a warm, friendly smile, and everyone chimed in with enthusiastic agreement. These people were all seasoned operators. They clearly saw Song Que's rising momentum, so they all wanted to strike up a relationship with this newly emerged young talent.

"Many thanks to Lord Lu and Guild Master Liang for standing up to defend justice for this little brother today. I have some injuries on me right now, making it inconvenient to move around. Another day, I will definitely host a banquet to thank you both properly." Song Que politely declined. Only then did everyone remember that his hand was still punctured, his clothes stained red with blood. Wu Yi slapped his forehead and said:"True, true! Treating your wounds is the priority. A'Que, let me take you home."

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Yi."...

"Gentlemen, this little one will take his leave first." Song Que exchanged pleasantries with everyone and hurried back home. Today's battle had given him some insights that he needed to retreat and contemplate. As for the wounds, they were merely superficial. With the Tesseract's energy assisting, they would be healed in no time. Lu Ji and Liang Jing watched him leave. Only after his figure disappeared did they turn to exchange glances and bid each other farewell.

In each other's eyes, they both understood one thing. The political landscape of Yellow Leaf Town was about to change again.... Returning home, Wu Yi helped Song Que bandage his wounds. After lunch, he gave Song Que a few more cautious instructions before departing. Not long after he got home, Lu Ji and Liang Jing sent people over to gift him some healing salves and a hundred-year-old ginseng root. Song Que accepted them politely and expressed his thanks.

According to Wu Yi, he was now a force that could no longer be ignored in Yellow Leaf Town. If he only expressed the desire, he could easily land a position as a Deputy Guild Master or some official post just for fun. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. This went to show that in this world, strength is respected above all. As long as your strength is sufficient, then respect, power, wealth, and beauties will all naturally follow. The future is bright, no need to rush.

Grandee Song knew how to restrain himself and began his seclusion.... For the next three days, Song Que stayed behind closed doors, healing his wounds without stepping outside. Many who wished to pay him a visit were turned away by Xiong Ba, leaving them to sigh in regret. During these days, Song Que never stopped monitoring Feng Han, wary of any devious traps. Fortunately, nothing happened.

Old Feng merely flew into a rage upon returning, smashing a bunch of furniture and dishes, cursed a few times, and then retired to his room to heal. Grandee Song was magnanimous and didn't bother nitpicking. As for that little monkey, its temperament was surprisingly docile. It didn't take much time for Song Que to bond his Split Soul to it. He could now control it at will. Grandee Song was very satisfied with this. Everything was ready; they were just waiting for the 'East Wind'.

And today, the East Wind had arrived.... The Black Tiger Gang. Feng Han's injuries hadn't fully healed yet, but his complexion had improved significantly today. His face was flushed red, and he was currently conversing with a middle-aged man in the guest hall. The man's eyes twinkled, his aura unfathomable. He sat sipping tea, responding to Feng Han's fawning with only a few indifferent sentences.

"Chief Manager Yun, thank you truly for coming today. I know you're busy with a thousand chores, yet you still made the trip. I've already arranged a banquet; please, taste some of our rustic local food."

"Gang Leader Feng is too polite. I am a merchant. Accepting a commission means I must do my utmost to complete it—it is only natural. I have matters to attend to today and must return urgently, so let's set another date." Chief Manager Yun's attitude remained unchanged, replying politely before standing up to leave.

"What a pity, truly. Let me see you off, Manager." Seeing them off to the gate and watching the caravan disappear into the distance, Feng Han dropped his smiling facade. He snorted coldly and turned back inside. At that moment, Yue Chao, who had been waiting for a while, rushed over. He asked excitedly:"Master, is everything alright?"

"Haha! I've already checked. It matches the description exactly! It is without a doubt the 'Python Tendon Pill'!" Feng Han's face flushed red with excitement, and he laughed heartily.

"Congratulations, Master! May you soon break through to the Third Grade! Once you do, you can unleash your divine might and sweep across the entirety of Yellow Leaf Town!"

"Chao'er has contributed significantly to this! Later, I will bestow a heavy reward upon you. Sigh... if only my unfilial son had half your capability, I would be at ease."

"Master, Little Hu is just young and loves to play. He'll change when he grows up. Nothing to worry about."

"Hmph! Nothing to worry about? He only knows how to cause me trouble so I have to clean up his messes! If it weren't for that unfilial son, I wouldn't have ended up like this today!" Speaking of his agitation, Feng Han coughed violently. His face turned dark and gloomy.

"How is that brat being investigated?" Yue Chao knew exactly who he was asking about and hurriedly replied:"Master, quell your anger. That brat is named Song Que. Born and raised in Giant Willow Village. He lost his father at six and his mother at ten. Rumor has it he's born with divine strength, and where he learned his martial arts remains a complete mystery."

"Hmph! If not for what happened last time, he would be worth recruiting. But now, if we don't eliminate him, we will never know peace! Continue to monitor him closely for me! Watch his every move, see who he meets, and report everything to me!"

"Yes, Master, rest assured. I've dispatched men to keep an eye on him in shifts. So far, there's been no movement; he's likely still recovering from his wounds." Knowing his opponent was also injured made Feng Han feel slightly better.

"Is everything quiet in town?"

"Master, there's just a bunch of people stirring up trouble and spreading rumors. There haven't been any substantive actions."

"Hmph! Let those rats dance for now. When the time comes, I'll make them pay back the principal with interest! As for that brat, let him live for a few more days." Speaking of this, Yue Chao also grew excited:"Master, as soon as you break through to the Third Grade, dealing with those dancing clowns will be as easy as eating a meal!"

"Hmph! It's not that simple. My injuries haven't healed yet; I can't rush the breakthrough. Let them dance for now. Instruct the brothers in the gang to keep a low profile; don't cause any trouble that might delay my cultivation."

"This disciple understands." Watching the master and disciple part ways, Feng Han carefully tucked the so-called 'Python Tendon Pill' into his secret room. Song Que, watching from afar, was secretly overjoyed. It seems fighting Old Feng that day was a truly brilliant move! If he hadn't been injured, there's an 80-90% chance he would have swallowed this thing today! If he had, wouldn't all my days of waiting have been in vain? This is perfect. Old Feng, your efficiency truly puts one at ease.... Evening.

Yellow Leaf Town's number one tavern, the Five Flavors Pavilion. Today, the entire third floor had been booked out. Several ferocious-looking brutes stood at the entrance, keeping normal folk from approaching. Inside the private room on the third floor, only a few people sat. They were chatting happily about trivial matters, the atmosphere incredibly lively. The owner didn't dare show the slightest negligence, personally waiting at the door to serve these "Grand Masters" inside.

Because sitting within were three of the five great experts of Yellow Leaf Town! Yes, five great experts. Inside were Song Que, Lu Ji, Liang Jing, and their associates.

"Lord Lu, Guild Master Liang, I toast you both with this cup. Thank you all for standing up to defend justice for me last time."

"Haha, Song Que, you're being too polite. I just couldn't stand the sight of them using their numbers to bully others."

"True. The Black Tiger Gang has been a bit too rampant lately. Experiencing a setback like this is actually a good thing; the town has been much more stable these past few days," Lu Ji sighed with emotion.

"I used to handle no less than three to five brawls every single day. These past few days, I've had nothing to do; I've felt completely out of sorts!" Wu Yi added a joke, making the whole table burst into laughter. Zhong Hui, acting tactfully, kept refilling their cups. Eating and chatting, the two sides seemed to grow significantly closer.