I planted the spiritual roots for my people, and they bestowed upon me a body inscribed with incense

You have to understand that in this era, it was a remarkable thing for an ordinary person to be able to eat meat occasionally, let alone hunt a tiger, which could change one's social class.

With this tiger, if Li Daqiang were to sell its heart and gall to those martial arts schools, he could make a profit of several hundred taels of silver. In addition, with the century-old ginseng, Li Daqiang could even use this silver to buy a lot of land and live the life of a landlord.

However, none of this was what Li Daqiang wanted. Now that he had this powerful weapon, he would be able to acquire silver much faster. After more than a decade of hardship, Li Daqiang had lost his drive to practice martial arts. However, today's tiger and the invincible cleaver in his hand have restored his confidence.

With the flesh and blood of the white tiger, its heart and courage, Li Daqiang could at least cultivate his martial arts to the second-rate level, or even reach the first-rate level. As for the innate martial arts above that, he would need a first-rate mental cultivation method to assist him, otherwise ordinary people would not even know how to break through.

Soon it was evening, and Li Yuan and Li Daqiang finally carried the white tiger, which was full of treasures, back home.

When Li Yuan's mother, Zhang, saw her husband, Li Daqiang, carrying such a large half-tiger, she immediately came over to ask if Li Daqiang and Li Yuan were injured. Seeing that they were unharmed, she was relieved.

These flesh and blood wouldn't last long, so Li Daqiang planned to use most of the tiger meat to make jerky, and also sell some to the villagers in the small fishing village.

Li Daqiang didn't need to take the initiative to come to the village. When he carried the white tiger into the small fishing village, many villagers noticed him carrying the white tiger. So Li Daqiang just had to sit and wait for them to come to him.

In this village, Li Daqiang wasn't afraid of being robbed. The small fishing village had more than 280 households, most of whom were elderly, while the young and middle-aged were mostly hunters like Li Daqiang. As for the river next to the village, it had dried up ten years ago and was no longer enough to support the villagers.

As hunters know, the stakes of killing such a huge white tiger without getting hurt are very clear.

Furthermore, in the small fishing village, Li Daqiang was confident enough to keep out those with ill intentions.

Soon, many villagers came to the door after hearing the news. Their purpose was twofold: first, to see if the information that Li Daqiang had hunted a white tiger was true; and second, to see if they could buy some tiger meat to nourish their children.

Among those who came were Wang Tiezhu from the Wang family at the village entrance, and Zhou Gang from the Zhou family.

Li Daqiang only targeted hunters or villagers with whom he had a good relationship, ignoring the Gou family and the Liu family at the east end of the village.

If it weren't for Gou Xun, Gou Fang's cousin, who was involved in gangs in Luoshan City and made a name for himself, everyone in the small fishing village who had been bullied by the Gou family would probably have driven them out of the village.

Unfortunately, although the Gou family had committed countless heinous acts, they had Gou Xun backing them up, leaving many villagers in the small fishing village with no hope of reporting them to the authorities. This allowed the Gou family to become increasingly arrogant.

Although Li Daqiang couldn't deal with the Gou family, he also wouldn't let them get a piece of tiger meat from his own home.

While the Li family's threshold was being trodden countless times, in the Gou family's courtyard on the east side of the small fishing village, Gou Fang sat in the courtyard with a grim expression. Beside him sat a woman of similar age, with prominent cheekbones, a sharp nose, and a slightly large mouth.

This person was none other than Gou Fang's wife, Zhou Cuier.

"My lord, the Li family just hunted a white tiger, yet they dare to disrespect you, selling the tiger meat cheaply to the villagers but refusing to sell it to us..."

"Our son is at the prime of his martial arts training right now. If we have this tiger meat, perhaps he can stand out in the martial arts school, and it's not impossible that he'll be accepted as a personal disciple by the school master..."

At this point, Zhou Cuier's eyes lit up...

Gou Xun, standing to the side, rolled his eyes at Zhou Cuier and then spoke:

"You stupid woman, do you think the Li family is so easy to bully? They think Li Daqiang is eating porridge if he can hunt such a white tiger?"

"Don't you think before you speak..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cuier immediately spoke up:

"Fine, fine... that's your Gou family's offspring! I don't care anymore."

After saying that, Zhou Cuier got up and stormed into the inner room next door.

Upon seeing this, Gou Xun immediately spoke up:

"What are you doing now?" Gou Xun said, grabbing Zhou Cuier's arm. He then added:

"I'm trying to figure something out, what are you panicking about?"

Zhou Cuier stopped upon hearing this.

Then Zhou Cuier spoke to Gou Xun:

"How about we ask my cousin for help? I've heard that tiger gall has miraculous effects on martial artists; maybe my cousin needs it?"

Then we can have them share some with our son..."

Gou Xun pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Alright, I'll head to the city tomorrow morning to look for my cousin. Hopefully, what's on this tiger will appeal to him."

After saying that, Gou Fang seemed to remember something and turned to Zhou Cuier, saying:

"While I'm gone for a few days, you better behave yourself! Do you hear me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cuier nodded somewhat guiltily…

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On the Li family's side, Li Yuan brought out about two hundred catties of tiger meat to sell, but the villagers simply couldn't afford that much silver. In the end, he only sold fifty catties and earned more than twenty taels of silver.

This is only because winter is coming soon, and tiger meat can keep you warm; otherwise, it would be difficult to sell fifty catties in the village.

With over twenty taels of silver, Li Daqiang was already satisfied. Looking at the remaining tiger meat, he could only lead the other three to prepare to smoke the tiger meat into jerky for long-term preservation.

For farmers, this job is always a joy, no matter how long it takes, and the Li family is no exception.

By the time the tiger meat was separated and smoked, it was already late at night. After Li Tong and his mother Zhang went to sleep, Li Yuan came to Li Daqiang's side.

Compared to Li Daqiang, who was carrying a prepared tiger heart, he cut off a piece with a knife and gave it to Li Yuan before saying:

"With this Tiger Heart, I'm sure I'll succeed tonight and become a true martial artist..."

"Be careful when using the boxing techniques I teach you. After you finish practicing, eat this tiger's heart. It will be of great benefit to you as a beginner in martial arts."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan nodded. Originally, Li Yuan intended to take out a sum of money and then go to Luoshan City to find a martial arts school to practice martial arts for a period of time.

However, since his father, Li Daqiang, also knows martial arts, there's no need to go to the martial arts school.

Soon, the two, who had won the tiger's heart, began to practice martial arts in the courtyard. Following Li Daqiang's teachings, Li Yuan mobilized all his strength with every punch until he was exhausted.

While Li Yuan was practicing, Li Daqiang, who was standing to the side, had already entered a meditative state. After performing five sets of Vajra Fist techniques, Li Daqiang directly swallowed the tiger's heart and then sat on the ground without moving.

After an incense stick had burned, as Li Yuan was struggling to practice the Vajra Fist Technique, Li Daqiang let out a loud shout, and his body emitted a series of crackling sounds that continued for quite some time before finally stopping.

At this moment, Li Daqiang seemed to have been reborn, his skin constantly oozing filth, which made the whole yard smell bad.