Chapter 8: Venturing into the Mountain for Cultivation

Little Medicine Immortal knew that even if they returned to Wan Yao Hall they would only be used by Mr. Yao, losing freedom, so they might as well gamble and have Xiao Li take them out, even if they die, it would be better than being a tool!

Little Medicine Immortal, though soft‑tempered, still had a fierce heart; they were unwilling to spend their whole life bound to Wan Yao Hall, they wanted to go out to find a cure for their bodily problem, to become a physician!

Seeing Xiao Li with a smiling face, Little Medicine Immortal's worries eased a bit; at least believing in him was better than believing in the slow, chronic death of Wan Yao Hall.

Hearing Little Medicine Immortal's words, Xiao Li slightly raised an eyebrow, letting Little Medicine Immortal follow him, which somewhat went against his original intention of not influencing the main plot.

Little Medicine Immortal absolutely qualifies as an important figure who will affect Xiao Yan's life.

Immediately afterward, Xiao Li was stunned again; Xiao Yan is a transmigrator, as is he, and they both know the plot—what are they afraid of?

Indeed, Xiao Li suddenly realized he was afraid of affecting the plot; truly, the plot is important, but that doesn't mean he should be scared.

The character he transmigrated into is none other than the ruthless Xiao Li, who would willingly burn his life for his family!

Xiao Li also believed that even without Little Medicine Immortal, even if the plot changed, his third younger brother, the future Flame Emperor Xiao Yan, could still reach the pinnacle!

He also was not a useless person who could only rely on the plot!

Looking at the nervous Little Medicine Immortal clutching him, the present her was still far from the Little Medicine Immortal of a few years later; the most obvious sign was that Wan Yao Hall now would definitely not oppose her with the Wolf Head, and in a few years… they would probably hesitate before abandoning Little Medicine Immortal.

Seeing that lone, pitiful girl, Xiao Li made up his mind.

"Alright, I'll take you away."

His voice was steady, yet it made Little Medicine Immortal's eyes widen.

"Th‑... thank you."

His voice trembled, carrying a heartbreaking fragility.

Bending down, he scooped Little Medicine Immortal into his arms; Xiao Li held his spear with one hand as raging thunder erupted, his Dou Qi veil vanished, directing all his Dou Qi into the Thunder Scale Spear.

"Hold on tight," Xiao Li said softly.

Little Medicine Immortal silently nodded, burying their head in Xiao Li's chest, surrounded by the boy's uniquely crisp aura, the turmoil in their heart slightly calmed.

The Thunder Scale Spear swung furiously; Xiao Li's right foot dug a small pit in the ground, and he surged toward the depths of the Beast Mountain Range.

Blocking Xiao Li were only a few low‑rank Dou Fighters, far from his match.

"Get out of my way!"

A booming shout stunned the few blockers; Xiao Li's movements never faltered, the sound of thunder constantly cracked, and he unleashed flash‑thunder strikes as if they were free.

He had to carve a path within seconds, or being tangled by Gan Mu behind him would cause trouble.

Powered by Xiao Li's Dou Qi, the Thunder Scale Spear's force fully erupted, and a fish clad in lightning‑scale armor appeared, charging at the enemy with thunderous speed.

The few Dou Fighters ahead were not even a match; all were shattered in two by a single explosive strike from Xiao Li, blood spilling everywhere.

Xiao Li's figure paused briefly; Gan Mu's eyes turned vicious, his right fist wrapped in Dou Qi, hammering fiercely onto Xiao Li's back.

"Bang!"

A punch struck the undefended Xiao Li; even a Dou Master felt the impact, especially since Gan Mu was a high‑rank Dou Fighter of the Seven Stars.

Xiao Li's complexion turned pale, swallowing the metallic taste in his throat; had he not shed his Dou Qi veil to pursue a stronger attack, Gan Mu couldn't have hurt him so severely.

Xiao Li kept moving without looking back, instead using that force to surge forward dozens of meters.

"Gan Mu, this punch today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!"

Xiao Li chose not to slay Gan Mu now; behind him were still twenty Wolf Head Mercenary Corps Dou Fighters, and even if Gan Mu were killed, Mu Li's commander was lurking at the rear—reckless fighting would only harm him.

Clutching Little Medicine Immortal in his arms, Xiao Li's steps flickered, and he vanished into the deep forest.

Mu Li, in a hurry, shouted, "Uncle Gan, chase him quickly; if he escapes and later seeks revenge, what will we do?"

Gan Mu's face darkened, turning ashen, a strand of blood trickling from his mouth.

"No kidding, how could I not know? Unfortunately, his spear earlier left me gravely wounded; I forced myself to stay alive, hoping that last punch would force him to stay, but… go back and tell the team leader to prepare in advance."

Gan Mu was supported by a junior, and the person in charge of Wan Yao Hall finally stepped forward, saying, "Deputy Team Leader Gan, this time we're gathering herbs…"

Gan Mu glanced at him, "Keep moving forward; the remaining people protecting your herb‑gathering should be fine."

The Wan Yao Hall manager nodded repeatedly; he was at best the fourth or fifth figure there, his strength and status far below Gan Mu, the villain, so his demeanor was naturally submissive.

Gan Mu turned to Mu Li, "Nephew, take two or three people back to inform the team leader of this, ask him to send reinforcements, guard the mountain‑range entrance, and wait for that Xiao‑surname kid to appear!"

After speaking, Gan Mu's complexion grew even paler; Xiao Li's spear had nearly struck his heart, whereas his own punch only briefly disrupted Xiao Li's qi and blood.

A Dou Master is truly terrifying!

But unfortunately, the depths of the Beast Mountain Range are places even Great Dou Masters dare not enter.

Gan Mu's mouth curled into a cold sneer; he didn't know the stronger ones above Great Dou Masters, but anyway Dou Masters absolutely cannot enter the interior of the mountain.

……

In the middle of the Beast Mountain Range, after sprinting dozens of li in one breath, Xiao Li finally halted in a valley.

Little Medicine Immortal lifted their head from Xiao Li's arms, eyes trembling, "Brother Xiao Li, does it hurt?"

Xiao Li's panting face was suddenly startled, and after a moment he replied that it didn't hurt.

Little Medicine Immortal used their tiny body to support Xiao Li, trying as best as possible to make his rest comfortable.

"Brother Xiao Li, should we enter this valley?"

Little Medicine Immortal saw Xiao Li stopped at the valley entrance, thinking he intended to stay here to recover.

"This valley's heaven‑earth energy is stronger than usual places, surely occupied by beasts; I'll go in after I recover my Dou Qi."

Xiao Li's injuries weren't serious; the only real wound was the punch from Gan Mu, and he had simply exhausted his Dou Qi while hurrying.

All the way, to increase speed and avoid attracting other beasts, Xiao Li essentially sacrificed his Dou Qi; now his body has almost none left, perhaps only ten to twenty percent remaining.

Little Medicine Immortal nodded and took out several rough‑looking pills from their bosom.

"Brother Xiao Li, these are my homemade pills; they can restore Dou Qi and heal injuries, you…"

Xiao Li didn't hesitate; Little Medicine Immortal had no reason to endanger him—if he died in the middle of the Beast Mountain Range, the death rate for a little girl who wasn't even a Dou Fighter would approach 100%.

Seeing Xiao Li swallow the pills without hesitation, Little Medicine Immortal's face showed a genuine smile.

(End of Chapter)