Immortal Clan: I have a Tree of Creation

Zhou Chengnan and Wang Shuzhen were very curious and listened attentively.

The older generation of the Zhou family passed away early, leaving behind not much guidance.

Lu Songyue began to speak slowly.

Legend has it that long, long ago, there was a great battle between immortals and dragons.

"The dragon was no match for the immortals and ultimately perished deep in Anshan. Its spirit dispersed into the earth's veins, and its blood stained the mountains and rivers."

"Therefore, Anshan possessed miraculous powers..."

Lu Songyue deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

Seeing the curious expressions on the faces of the people inside, he continued speaking.

"Since then, the wild beasts in Anshan have been said to possess supernatural powers."

"Especially those snakes, they all seem... they all seem to be tainted with some unusual aura."

"The snakes in Anshan are more spiritual than those in other places, and their venom is often more potent and stranger!"

"The older generation of hunters passed down the saying that snakes in Anshan should not be killed, especially those that have become popular and have unusual colors, otherwise it will easily bring disaster, and even... disaster to future generations."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chengnan was deeply shocked.

The spirit of a fallen dragon, tainted by a snake, possessing dragon-like qualities?

Although it is just a legend, the events that happened in the Zhou family are too bizarre to be true and it is hard not to make connections.

Lu Songyue looked at Zhou Chengnan, his tone clearly serious: "Chengnan, you killed that red viper a few days ago, skinned it, and took its flesh."

"Perhaps it is because of this karmic connection that this attack is probably not accidental."

Song Ning pulled Wang Shuzhen along, her face full of worry: "Chengnan, when we go into the mountains in the future, we should avoid snakes as much as possible and try to avoid making enemies with snakes."

"There are strange creatures in the mountains; some things are better believed to exist."

Zhou Chengnan nodded in deep agreement; the idea of ​​a giant snake seeking revenge was practically a fantasy.

Now that it has actually happened, we must learn from it.

His expression was solemn, and he nodded slowly, his tone grave: "Brother Lu's reminder is absolutely right! This matter is by no means accidental."

"I've remembered this 'snake's grudge' saying. From now on, I will be extremely careful when venturing into the mountains and will never again provoke such creatures."

When I got home, it was already late at night.

Zhou Chengnan felt a lingering fear, but also a strong sense of self-reproach.

If we trace everything back to its source, isn't it all because of myself?

If I hadn't killed that red viper in the mountains that day, how could my family have suffered such a calamity, and how could Shan'er have been put in such a dangerous situation?

The Poison-Avoiding Pill truly lives up to its reputation as a elixir for cultivators; the snake venom was completely dispelled.

After drinking the medicine, Shan'er fell into a deep sleep under its influence. Her breathing became much more even, but her face still showed the paleness of someone recovering from a serious illness.

Wang Shuzhen was sewing clothes under the lamp, her brows and eyes showing the exhaustion of days of hard work.

How can a mother live in peace when her son has suffered such a terrible ordeal and almost lost his life?

Zhou Chengnan silently walked to the kitchen, where the last dose of medicine he had prepared for Shan'er was warming on the stove.

Carefully pour out a bowl; the dark brown medicinal liquid exudes a strong, bitter aroma.

He carried the bowl and quietly walked into the inner room.

Under the dim glow of the oil lamp, Shan'er's peaceful sleeping face looked exceptionally tender and fragile.

Zhou Chengnan sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), scooped up some warm medicine soup with a spoon, carefully blew on it before gently feeding it to his son.

Looking at his son's pale and thin face, Zhou Chengnan felt a mix of emotions.

The bitter taste of the medicine lingered in his mouth, but it was nothing compared to the feeling in his heart.

Making money is important, and the future of the Zhou family cannot be jeopardized.

But none of this is as important as the safety of my family.

......

The snake attack served as a wake-up call for Zhou Chengnan.

According to Qing'er, the large red snake was not killed by Zhou Yuanshan's palm strike, but was injured and frightened away.

Since they're still alive, they might launch another sneak attack in the future.

To ensure the safety of his family, he spent several days rebuilding the courtyard wall.

It was made taller and thicker, and a layer of sharp stones was laid on top. It was even sprinkled with a lot of realgar.

As for the dried snake meat and bones, they had already been cleaned up, leaving no trace.

The spiritual root test at the county government office has ended, and it won't be long before cultivators arrive.

Qing'er will soon embark on the path to immortality, and Zhou Chengnan is extremely anxious.

As a rural farmer, he didn't have much to give his children.

An extra tael of silver would give his son a stronger foundation on his path to immortality.

After receiving the forged chainmail from the blacksmith, he went straight into the mountains according to the planned route.

His goal was clear: to hunt wild boars.

Anshan is vast, and the wild animals deep within it are countless and diverse.

In addition to common wild boars, bison, mandrills, pheasants, and tigers at the top of the food chain.

There are also some wild beasts that don't appear often, but whose fighting power is by no means weak.

Zhou Chengnan has a very clear understanding of his own abilities.

A Blood Refining Realm martial artist wears chainmail and wields iron weapons.

As long as you are not injured, you can hunt most wild animals head-on.

However, not all wild animals in the mountains are desirable. For example, the mandrill is the most troublesome among small wild animals.

Not only are they troublesome, but the flesh of the mandrill is also inedible, or rather, very few people are willing to eat it.

In comparison, wild boar is the most suitable.

Wild boar meat is indeed coarser and less refined compared to domesticated black-haired pigs.

However, it is still pork, and as long as the price is low, many people are still willing to buy it to eat.

A wild boar can easily weigh over 300 pounds.

If you can hunt a wild boar, it's equivalent to several dozen taels of silver.

Even after deducting the losses from slaughtering and the cost of hunting equipment, it is roughly equivalent to the hard-earned income of an ordinary farmer for a whole year.

This is the real reason why Zhou Chengnan was so eager to become a hunter.

A skilled hunter can be more wealthy than many officials in the county government.

Anshan is very large, and the hunting area that Zhou Chengnan chose is relatively safe.

There are no large, flat areas; instead, there are many ravines.

Even when encountering ferocious beasts that are impossible to defeat, one can rely on agility to maneuver around complex terrain.

This time, he didn't bring a bamboo basket, but only prepared hemp rope and burlap sacks.

Unfortunately, no wild boars were spotted for several days.

Several times along the way, he discovered the characteristics of old yam and old Solomon's seal, but he chose to give up decisively each time.

On the fifth day, Zhou Chengnan finally caught his first prey.

—A wild boar weighing at least 500 pounds!

The battle was about to begin. The wild boar was the "little tyrant" of the mountains, and its attack was even faster than his.

Zhou Chengnan remained unfazed and confronted Gang Qiang with his long-handled spear.

The spear is not as lethal as the broadsword, but its advantage lies in its long handle, which can maximize the protection of the user from injury.

The immense power of the Blood Refining Realm cultivator swept out with the spear.

The sharp iron spearhead plunged into the wild boar's back.

The wild boar, in pain, let out a sharp roar and charged at Zhou Chengnan even more frantically.

"No blood was seen..."

Zhou Chengnan twirled his spear, a slight unease settling in his heart.

The situation was not good; the wild boars in Anshan were far stronger than the wild boars he remembered from his previous life.

After years of diligent practice, the moment to showcase their skills has finally arrived.

Zhou Chengnan reacted quickly, without obsessing over breaking through the wild boar's tough hide.

He grabbed the spear and swung it across the pig's head as it lunged at him.

The wild boar, weighing hundreds of kilograms, charged with all its might, its impact comparable to a small mountain.

However, the power of a Blood Refining Realm martial artist is also extraordinary.

With tremendous force, the spear made of blue steel wood swung into a crescent shape.

The wild boar's forward momentum was forcibly stopped, it veered off course, lost control, and fell to the ground.

Zhou Chengnan was also forced back two steps by the backlash of the immense force, feeling a soreness in his chest.

—Snap...

Ignoring the soreness, he raised his hand and fired another shot.

This shot shattered the wild boar's tusks!

Its tusks broke off, and blood seeped out. Upon seeing the blood, the wild boar went berserk.

A wild boar that has gone mad is almost invincible; it can even break trees in the forest.

Zhou Chengnan stepped aside, a hint of calm flashing in his eyes.

Everything was as expected; the wild boars, having lost their minds, were, in some ways, easier to deal with.

He sheathed his spear and drew a broadsword from his waist, its cold gleam sharp and menacing.

Find the right angle and slash at the neck of the charging wild boar.

What he saw was not a wild boar, but piles of silver coins!