Strolling Around the Village

Hearing his son call, Ye Huan's dad came over for a look. "How did you get this lucky?"

"Xiaobai's dad gave it to me. He dumped Xiaobai on me to raise, so this is payment for food," Ye Huan explained.

His dad nodded. He had heard about the little white wolf from his own father. He had been a little worried at first, but now it seemed there had been absolutely no need. Wild deer was not something just anyone got to eat.

Especially that penis. His gaze dropped, and he chuckled. "Take Saihu and the others out. I can get this little lot home myself."

Ye Huan looked at his dad in puzzlement. Since when had he been so hardworking?? Still, he was more than happy not to have to lift a finger. After all, he still had to portion out the venison once he got home.

"Stew an extra leg tonight. Little Flower is pregnant!" he said.

"Mm, got it! Even dogs know to find themselves a wife, yet some people are still single. Ah, not even as good as a dog."

"I..." Ye Huan choked, speechless.

He ran off in a huff. Saihu looked at his young master and followed. Hurry up, Xiaobai.

"Awoo~" Xiaobai said, coming, then chased after Ye Huan.

"If I don't prod you a little, you won't even think about finding someone. Hmph, nearly twenty-seven already. When am I ever going to hold a grandson?" Ye Huan's dad muttered as he watched his son's retreating back.

Then his gaze fell on the wild deer again, and he grinned. "Hehe, what a treasure." It couldn't be helped. Once a man reached middle age, it was normal for the flesh to fall short of the spirit.

He knew that Ye Huan's grandfather, his own dad, had a tiger penis. But what could he do? The old man had made his will long ago. Those things were all for his precious eldest grandson. Everyone else could forget about them, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Now things were looking up. Hehe, a deer penis might not be as good as a tiger penis, but it still worked.

What he did not know was that Ye Huan's grandfather, his own dad, had long since steeped the tiger penis in liquor. What good was one on its own? Combined with medicinal herbs, that whole jar of liquor was the real treasure.

This was part of the wealth Grandpa had left his eldest grandson, along with that precious wild ginseng root, those two valuable prescriptions for internal and external injuries, and an assortment of other treasures. He had brought them all back from his trips into the mountains in his younger days. Some of them really were no longer suitable to bring out now.

For instance, Ye Huan's grandfather had an intact wild rhinoceros horn. Apart from Ye Huan, no third person knew about it. Grandpa had warned him not to let anyone see it, as it could easily bring trouble.

Once, when he had a high fever as a child, Grandpa had simply rubbed that rhinoceros horn a few times in some warm boiled water. After he drank the water, his fever broke.

Of course Ye Huan understood. On this Purple Earth Planet, apart from pandas and South China tigers, rhinos were among the few Class I protected animals. In the water, apart from the Chinese alligator that could fight a goose to a draw, there was only the finless porpoise. Those two little creatures were Class I too.

He had simply never expected Grandpa to have even something like this. Such a long piece-judging by what he had found on Baidu, it was probably worth over ten million. Still, he had never thought of selling it. These were all Grandpa's treasures. He was not that much of a wastrel.

Ye Huan also knew that anything Grandpa kept as a family heirloom was no ordinary item. With the discerning eye Grandpa had developed over his many years in the mountains, he would never spare commonplace things a glance.

He took a stroll around the village. There were only old people and children, and the children were all little ones. The occasional ten-year-old or so was there because their parents had no choice but to leave them in their hometown to attend school. They really could not afford the nonlocal student fees where they worked.

"Little Tangyuan!" Ye Huan pulled a handful of White Rabbit Creamy Candy from his pocket and shared it among the children near the old people, then picked Tangyuan up and fed her a candy.

"It's sweet, Uncle~" Little Tangyuan smiled.

"Tastes good, doesn't it? Here's some more~" Ye Huan took out a few more and tucked them into the pocket of her little bellyband.

"Thank you, Uncle~ Mwah." Little Tangyuan gave him a kiss.

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed.

Ye Huan chatted casually with the elderly villagers, then walked over to Da Hu's grandfather. "Grandpa, when did Da Hu come back?" Da Hu was his childhood friend who had been messing around with people in the underworld.

"He didn't even come home for New Year. Said he went with his boss to collect some debt. Ah, Xiao Huan, you have to talk some sense into him. He can't go down this road!" Da Hu's grandfather was deeply distressed.

"Mm, I'll talk to him and get him to come back and work with me. He can't keep drifting around like this." Ye Huan nodded. He did have that in mind.

He would not bother with anyone else, but Da Hu and Man Niu were among the few brothers with whom he would trade his life.

In primary school, he had been short and often got bullied. Although he practiced martial arts, he dared not forget what Grandpa had taught him since childhood. What if he struck out and someone died?

So Man Niu and Da Hu would step in, often fighting seven or eight boys between the two of them. Ye Huan had no choice but to ask Grandpa to teach them a few moves.

Man Niu, in particular, had grown up with Ye Huan from childhood. Although he was an orphan, he had always eaten and slept at Ye Huan's grandfather's house as he grew up. His bond with Ye Huan was closer than that of blood brothers.

His grades had actually been pretty good too, but Man Niu had refused to let Ye Huan's grandfather pay for his schooling. He had said, "It's enough for my Brother Huan to make it through school. I'll go earn money for my brother."

And so, at sixteen, Man Niu had gone alone to Zhe Province to work. While Ye Huan was at university, he had still frequently received money transfers from him. Later, after drifting from one thing to another, Man Niu had ended up in Hengdian as an extra.

Ye Huan had no reason not to look after a brother like that.

Right in front of Da Hu's grandfather, he sent Da Hu a message: "Call me when you're done. I need to talk to you."

A voice call came through almost immediately. "Grandpa, it's Da Hu~ Hello~~"

"Brother, what's up?" A rough voice came from the other end. It was Da Hu.

"What have you been busy with lately? How long has it been since you went home?" Ye Huan asked.

"Uh~ Been busy..."

"Bullshit. I'm giving you three days. Come home!" Ye Huan had always taken the role of an older brother with Da Hu, and with Man Niu too.

"Oh~" Da Hu did not argue with him. To be honest, he really could not beat Ye Huan in a fight. As a child, after training with Ye Huan's grandfather, he had gotten full of himself, only for Brother Huan to give him a thorough thrashing. He had behaved after that. It turned out Brother Huan was the true expert who kept his abilities hidden.

Da Hu reckoned that even three of him now would be no match for Ye Huan, although he was currently the best fighter working for his boss.

Had Ye Huan known what he was thinking, he would have scoffed and told him, "I could take ten of you."

Yes, after cultivating that Dao Scripture, Ye Huan was now just as full of himself. But he had the ability to back it up. His strength had indeed improved tremendously. Just look at his body, now more vigorous and powerful than a tiger or an ox. Although he was not exaggeratedly bulky, his body was all muscle. Those eight-pack abs were not for bluffing, nor were they something an ordinary person could comprehend.

The cultivation method from the Spirit Spring Space enhanced his capabilities and strength across the board. Although Ye Huan had not fought anyone, he could compare himself with his past self in every respect. He found that he was at least ten times stronger than he had been a little over a month ago, and more besides.

One had to know that Ye Huan had once received a commendation for bravery in Shenzhen City. That day, he had worked overtime until after one in the morning. On his way home, he had come across four thugs harassing a beautiful woman. As a martial artist, how could he stand for that?

As it happened, Ye Huan, who had been bottling up his frustrations at work for a long time, erupted. That time, he had single-handedly defeated four knife-wielding robbers and rapists with his bare hands. If he had not come to his senses at the very last moment, those four men would have died.