Chapter 23
Meanwhile, Doctor Fu sat at a different pavilion smaller than the previous one.
A large table was placed in front of him and he is currently fantasizing about eating a 700 yr-old demonic rat.
What many people do not know is that demonic rats, when cooked in the right way, are very delicious and have benefits to cultivation.
But one thing is that these rats, as their name implies, are hard to detect and catch, Aespecially in the desert.
They are also unsightly to look at and have a red mark in the middle of their head.
When approaching an enemy, these rats cry like ladies or ghosts, disrupting one’s mood for cultivation, and when they achieve their first goal, they go straight for the person’s neck and bite.
They don’t suck blood- all they do is to scale down the person’s cultivation by sucking qi or magical energy from the person’s neck. Then, they escape when the person opens his eyes.
What follows next is the backlash and the person vomiting blood. This signifies that the person has lost a level of cultivation. In severe cases, 2 or 3 or more magic levels. The worst case is that they become cripples or lose their lives if they got bitten by a 500-year-old demonic rat.
That is why people cultivate they set up arrays to ward off demonic rats.
We can say doctor Fu is the arch-enemy of the demonic-rats.
Even if they don’t want to, they have no choice but to go to the bush in front of his house where they are trapped and made into roasted meat.
Doctor Fu has a special sweet smelling powder that he sprinkles every day to attract the rats from far and near. So far, the oldest he’s eaten is 200 years old that’s why he wants one that’s at least 500 years old as his payment from the Han residence.
He sat lazily on the couch made from bamboo and placed his itching hands on the table. In no time, a maid carrying a tray containing a pot arrived and set it before him. Another maid came with a big pot on a tray, which he considered strange. Then both bowed and left.
Doctor Fu was not happy.
But whatever. All he cared about was demonic meat.
He removed the cover of the first pot on the tray containing the ‘meat’ and wanted to vomit. In the other pot, there was goat’s urine which is half-filled.
Doctor Fu was angry and nearly flipped the table when he heard Madam Jin Ehuang’s voice in voice transmission.
“We don’t have demonic rats, but we do have demonic urine and demonic faces. Enjoy your meal. Recall, I have a copy of the other books you hid.”
“Damn it!” he cursed and flipped the table. He really wanted to destroy the mansion. But then, he heard another voice transmission from her.
“Are you angry? Don’t be! Please leave in peace or else, you know…”
Doctor Fu grunted and disappeared.
Jin Ehuang did not know that she was going to receive a slap soon.
Who was Doctor Fu?
He might be a bit stupid and insane but once you get into his nasty side, even the emperor cannot save you from his hand.
Now Doctor Fu is currently heading to a place he’s never visited for over ten years.
Alchemist king Fu’s residence.
This building seems very old, from ancient times and it is one of the oldest in the capital in this quiet street called Beady street.
There are so few middle-class people living here and so as not to offend the alchemist king, no one dares disturb or make an unnecessary scene.
Those who did so, got crippled for life with just the presence of Alchemist king Fu’s rod. The Alchemist king Fu is about 220 years old 20years older than Doctor Fu.
Their full names are.
Alchemist king Fu Tian
Almighty Doctor Fu Jin.
These two have not seen each other for ten years because of an argument they had.
Fu Tian is not easy to invite just as Doctor Fu Jin.
Jin Ehuang could get him (Doctor Fu) to treat Han Ling because she stole his adult books, and she knows that he cares a lot about his so-called ‘good name’ than his appearance.
Currently in this old building, there is a young man boiling rice in the kitchen in the backyard.
He is 7ft tall and tan-skinned. His pale brown lips and chiseled apple-shaped face made him look feminine. There is an earring on his right ear and he is barefooted, dressed in female white robes.
His dark brown, waist-length hair is packed in female hairstyle and decorated with two bell-shaped golden hairpins. One look and you’ll think he’s a woman but the broad shoulders, and Adam’s apple will give him out.
This is Alchemist king Fu Tian’s one and only disciple, Han Liang, the eldest young master of the Han family.
He is their first pride and most loved son.
Being a disciple of Fu Tian means not meeting your parents for at least ten years, dressing like a woman, and walking barefooted. Many would do anything just to see Fu Tian’s face or shadow but that is impossible because Fu Tian has not stepped out of the house for 10 years starting from the day he had an argument with his younger brother, Fu Jin.
Han Liang has been separated from his family for 5 years and cannot see them until 5 years later. But still, he is glad.
This chance that many so desire to have was given to him without him doing anything. His Master’s place is rich in qi and herbs. His master teaches him twice a week while the other 5 days are spent going on errands or cultivating in the special place designed for him by his master.
He smiled as he surveyed the backyard as he helped himself to a chair brought out from his storage ring.
Yes, he had a storage ring gifted to him on the very first day he became Fu Tian’s disciple. Just like his master, Han Liang remains indoors from month to month unless he’s running an errand. And when he does run those errands, what the people see is a big flash of light and blast of wind. Han Liang has his mother’s superspeed which is not present in the other children,
People think that this place is old but they are so foolish. It’s really good to be Fu Tian’s disciple.
The stove used by Han Liang was gifted to him by his master 2 months ago and it’s today that he’s finally putting it into use.
Poor Han Liang did not know he would soon be on the way to the gates of Hell because his hot-tempered mother, Jin Ehuang, had offended a crazy old man, Doctor Fu Jin!
30 minutes later.
Han Liang sensed that someone is inside the house so he quickly sped out of the backyard to the living room.
There he found a middle-aged man dressed like a beggar. His waist-length hair was in a mess and feces-stained his torn white pants. Han Liang was disgusted.
Who is a this old fool that dared to barge into this place like it was a place to get free rice? If he couldn’t take care of a measly beggar, then how would he face master?
“Old man, what do you want?” Han Liang asked, a frown on his face.
“Oh my! Beauty, I have come to marry you,” said the beggar.
“Are you insane? Get out of here this instant before I reduce you to a cripple for life.” Han Liang barked.
“Beauty, don’t play hard to get. Yesterday, we had hot sex together. Why do you deny me?” the beggar then walked closer to Han Liang who was close to retching.
“It seems you are but a stubborn fly,” Han Liang remarked. He then added “However, I will spare your pitiful life. Be sure to thank me”
Han Liang gathered a ball of fire that had the symbol of a dragon gleaming in red.
“Old man, accept my gift,” Han Liang said as he hurled it towards the beggar who did not bother to dodge.
The beggar just stood there with a smile.
“Cripple fire Grade six. Not bad for a small rat like you.”muttered the old man as he lifted his left ring finger, a smile still on his face.
“This man deserves to die for trespassing into Master’s abode. What does he think this place is?” thought the unhappy Han Liang as he slightly increased the fire’s heat and light. He did not take into account the fact that this disgusting beggar knew the kind of fire he hurled at him.
When the fire ball had almost reached the beggar who was still standing there and not moving, it suddenly returned back and this time an unknown yellow light surrounded it.
Han Liang was alarmed. How was this possible? The fire ball was definitely going to hit that beggar right? How then did it return with a yellow light surrounding it towards him?Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
Could it be…
Whoosh!
The fire ball entered into his forehead while the light entered his abdomen. Han Liang was stunned, unable to move.