Hiss!
Liang Feixing wanted to retract his hand back quickly but the snake was too fast. He instinctively shut his eyes thinking he wouldn't be able to escape being bitten. But the pain he expected never came. He heard a tussle beside him so he opened his eyes to look and found Zhang Wei on the floor, struggling with the snake which he held by the throat. The snake was slippery and wanted to escape but Zhang Wei's grip was too tight. This made it angry and it hissed, sticking out its tongue to spit at him. But Zhang Wei seemed to have expected this and quickly pried his jaw apart, tearing it into two with force. The snake lost all its power after this and slid onto the floor, hissing in pain until it died. Once Zhang Wei was done, he instantly looked at Liang Feixing who still stood there, watching in awe. He gave him a probing look. "What were you standing there for? Waiting for it to bite you to death?" Liang Feixing finally came to his senses and when he heard Zhang Wei's derisive tone, he clicked his tongue with complaint. "It was too fast, okay? I could not even avoid it." "Next time, just grab it by the throat and choke it to death or rip its jaw," Zhang Wei muttered before leaning down to pick up the snake that had already bitten itself to death. "It has the same color as the plant so it camouflaged under it." Liang Feixing responded and when he saw Zhang Wei's actions, he asked, "You're taking it?" He nodded and Liang Feixing stared at his green robe that had already gotten dirty from the tussle with the snake. "Your robe got dirty." Zhang Wei looked down at it for a second before slipping the dead snake and herb he plucked into Liang Feixing's satchel. "Leave it." "Okay." Liang Feixing nodded. "We'll soon return home. Only the Ghost Mushroom is left. We should rest for a while before we go deeper into the forest." Zhang Wei looked up at the sky before saying, "The sun is already out. If we want to go into the deep forest and return home today, we have to go quickly before the sun begins to set. By the time the sun sets, more beasts would have come out and it will be tricky for us." "Oh." Liang Feixing mouthed, "Let's pluck some fruits to eat on the way then." He quickly found some ripe persimmons before they continued on their journey. As they walked, Liang Feixing glanced at him and muttered in a low voice, "You seem different today." Zhang Wei paused and looked at his face for a moment before regaining his composure. He asked, "How am I different?" Liang Feixing looked thoughtful as he chewed on the fruit. "Hm. You seem calm and you're not even afraid. Before you won't even dare to linger around wild beasts not to talk of stealing a prey from them." "It's just luck," Zhang Wei muttered calmly and bit into the persimmon in his hand. "That's too much luck for one day." Liang Feixing snickered in response and laughed. They didn't speak much after that as they gradually grew tired from walking for so long without finding a single Mushroom that even resembled the Ghost Mushroom. About four hours later, they finally found one lying on a dead stump. "Ah! Finally," Liang Feixing exclaimed excitedly as he quickly plucked it. He ran a finger over its shiny red cap and murmured, "It looks quite flashy." Zhang Wei nodded and stretched his arms tiredly. "We should get going now." Liang Feixing nodded and opened his satchel to keep it. But just then, five figures appeared in front of them. It was the first time they ran into other humans since they entered the forest and it was Quan Che and his gang. When the latter saw the two of them, he instantly snickered, "Eh? If it isn't Liang Feixing and his dumb friend. What are you two doing here?" Then, he noticed the mushroom in Liang Feixing's hand and his eye instantly shone. "Is that a Ghost Mushroom?" "I think it is." One of the boys behind him whispered. Quan Che rubbed his palms excitedly and looked at Liang Feixing. "It's really it. We've been looking for it all day." Liang Feixing instantly tried to put it in the satchel however Quan Che quickly strolled over, attempting to snatch it. But Liang Feixing quickly slipped it in and shut the satchel. "What do you want, Quan Che?" He frowned. "Just go your way and we'll go ours." Zhang Wei paused to look at the faces of the five people who had blocked their way while Liang Feixing stiffened beside him and looked uneasy. He scoured through his memories about this Quan Che but could not remember much about him except that he seemed to like picking on them. "What if I say I don't want to?" Quan Che snorted and gave a sneaky smile. "Actually, I can let you go. Under one condition." Liang Feixing stared at him warily. "What do you want?" Quan Che grinned. "Drop all the things you've picked and I'll let you go." And he paused for a second, his smile turning menacing. "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Liang Feixing's face turned ashen. "You... Don't go too far!" "What can you do to me?" The other party laughed and looked at the people in his group who immediately snickered. He turned back to Liang Feixing and taunted, "Or you think you two losers can do anything to the five of us? Don't tell me you forgot the beating we gave you the last time." It was only then that Zhang Wei remembered that he seemed to have waylaid the host and Liang Feixing on a hunt before and demanded them to give him all they had. When they resisted, he and his team assaulted them and took everything away, leaving both boys hospitalized for three weeks. "Quan Che! Don't go too far!" Liang Feixing seemed really angry now. But Zhang Wei noticed that he seemed to be panicking. Quan Che laughed. "Will you hand it over or not?" Liang Feixing looked at Zhang Wei who was still quiet and seemed to be making a tough decision. When Quan Che saw this, he was more pleased and threatened, "I don't have time to waste." Then he turned to his group. "Boys! Get them." Instantly they pounced over and wanted to snatch the satchel hanging around Liang Feixing's neck. He instantly stepped back and cried out, "Quan Che, don't be so greedy. Why do you need to snatch what we have when you can get yours!? You scheming bastard!" Quan Che seemed furious upon hearing his words and pounced over, raising a fist to punch him in the face. "Say that again!" He slammed his fists into Liang Feixing's face causing him to crash onto the floor and Zhang Wei moved instantly to protect him but Quan Che was obviously stronger than both of them. He kicked him sharply in the stomach, causing Zhang Wei to fall to his knees and he held his stomach in pain. Quan Che could not be bothered with him and moved back to Liang Feixing who had just regained himself and was about to sit up. One of his friends wanted to approach but he raised a finger in warning. "No, don't come. Let me deal with this little shit myself." He pounced on Liang Feixing and tried to snatch the satchel from him but Liang Feixing held it tightly to his chest, causing him to be defenseless against the other party. Quan Che landed one more punch on his face causing him to let go of the satchel instinctively. And upon getting the chance, Quan Che instantly reached out to snatch it. But just then, Zhang Wei who had just regained himself, moved forward and grabbed his wrist. Quan Che looked surprised that he would attack and before he could react, his arm was twisted backwards. Zhang Wei pulled him to the back, but Quan Che managed to land a punch to his side, causing Zhang Wei to stumble. Liang Feixing, seeing his struggle, rushed to help, distracting Quan Che with a well-placed kick to his shin. Taking advantage of the distraction, Zhang Wei kicked Quan Che in the knee, forcing him to stumble. He immediately slammed him into the ground, causing dust to fly in the air. He instantly tried to get up and fight back but Zhang Wei pulled his arm up and pressed down on his acupoints forcing him down as he looked at his friends who had rushed over to help him. He gave them a cold stare. "Stop right there."They didn't seem intimidated or probably felt they could gather up and beat him, so they continued to advance.Zhang Wei's eyes glinted as he pressed even harder on the base of Quan Che's skull—a sensitive acupoint that could cause great discomfort and even death. Sure enough, Quan Che howled in pain and pounded the floor with his palm, unable to form coherent words."If you move another inch, I'll pull his acupoints and cripple him," Zhang Wei threatened as he looked up at them again. "If you don't believe me, you can try attacking me."His confidence made them stop to look at one another with doubt, but they stopped advancing.Zhang Wei wasted no more time as he looked at Quan Che, who was still in severe pain under him. "You seem to like bullying pretty much. Why are you so meek now?"He was a bully himself, but he would never put himself in such a situation. Except for the scene today, he had never lost a 1v1 fight, and it was because this body could not keep up with him. A mere b
"Let's... stop here." Zhang Wei heaved heavily as he tried to catch his breath and placed the deer on the floor. He felt rather dizzy and had to lean on a nearby tree.Liang Feixing nodded. "Okay. Let's stop here." As he spoke, he looked behind them to see if they were still being chased. "I think they backed off already. We can wait a few minutes more."Zhang Wei nodded and slid onto the floor, patting his chest to ease breathing. This body was so weak when it came to basic physical endurance. They hadn't even run an entire village, yet he felt dizzy from running.Liang Feixing saw that he looked listless and pale and moved closer. "Let's wait more for you to recover. I forgot you can't run long distances."So, it was from the previous host. Zhang Wei clicked his tongue. It was fine if he had no essence as that wasn't his fault, but at least he should have kept his body fit and healthy for emergency situations.He sighed and pulled Quan Che's satchel over, prying it open to see its c
Zhang Wei whistled leisurely as he strolled into the Zhang Manor, holding a pouch in hand. After they left the academy, he and Liang Feixing took one pouch each, while the third pouch was kept by Liang Feixing for rainy days. As it was already late, they agreed to keep the dead snake till the next day.He held the string of the pouch and twirled it as he walked past some of the servants. They wanted to bow in greeting at first, but when they saw that it was him, they simply strolled past him with a look of derision on their faces.But he was in a good mood after extorting all day and simply shook his head at how lowly the previous host was treated.As he approached the hut, he heard Luo Yu's loud cries and sniffles from inside, which made him frown. He entered and found her on her knees by his mother's bed, wiping her tears fiercely. His mother was also lying on the bed, unconscious, and her face was pale."What happened?" He strode toward them, setting the pouch on the bed. It was on
He knocked on the door and the door instantly opened. The housekeeper who had opened the door began to speak respectfully, "Young Masters, Madam has been waiting-"But, once he saw who was at the door, he drawled and immediately stopped speaking. Then his gaze turned sharp and he looked at Zhang Wei coldly. "What are you doing here?" He asked.Zhang Wei calmly asked, "Is he in?"His question couldn't be more vague but the housekeeper understood and his face turned even more sour."Why are you asking? You should return to your courtyard before the young masters get here," He responded."The young masters?" Zhang Wei drawled with a hint of coldness in his tone. "What am I then?""You..." The housekeeper looked him over derisively and seemed to want to say something snarky at first but changed his mind. "Anyway, you should return before I report you to Master.""I have something important to talk to him about." Zhang Wei paused and looked him straight in the eye. "Are you sure you want
"Clang!"The shrill sound of swords clashing resonated through the grounds of the sandy mountain as several flashes of light collided, forcing Zhang Wei to stagger backward. In the chaos, dust and sand swirled in the air, carried by the brisk night breeze. With a deft motion, Zhang Wei's sleeve twirled as he raised an arm to regain his balance.Simultaneously, nine figures clad in diverse-colored robes descended upon the mountain, brandishing gleaming swords aimed squarely at him."Zhang Wei, today is your last day. You must leave your life here!" one of the men declared with conviction, all their expressions alert.Another swiftly added, "You practice forbidden arts, against Lingfeng Peak's rules. We shall eradicate you to keep the world safe."Zhang Wei, initially silent, looked up at this, his gaze chilly as it settled on the group. His voice was fluid and brisk, yet his tone carried a shallow sense of arrogance as he spoke, "You? Do you dare!?"As he spoke, Zhang Wei twirled his w
Fènghuáng Temple."Second Brother, are you sure about this? What if someone finds out we did it?" "What are you talking about? As long as you and I don't talk about it, who will know it was us?"The night breeze was rather chilly, and the moon had receded behind the dark clouds—a sign of impending rain. But its dim light shone on the roads, illuminating two youthful male figures as they sneaked into the courtyard of the old temple. One of them was quite chubby and carrying a sack over his shoulder, while the other was fit and slender.The temple was not ancient; however, it had been abandoned for quite a long time with no caretaker, so a lot of grass had grown and lots of leaves had fallen from the wide magnolia tree in the middle of the courtyard. The sound of dry leaves scattered over the floorboards, crushing under their moving feet, was sharp in the otherwise silent night."Quick, Third Brother," the slender youth spoke, grabbing the handle of the doorknob. "Just dump him somewhe
When Zhang Wei arrived at the manor following the memories in his head, he was not surprised to see the crowd gathered there. From the memories of the original host, his father had ascended to the seventh grade, which was why a party was being held.Zhang Wei remembered that when he was attacked on the mountains by Qin Shou and those nine cultivators, Zhang Lei was among them, and he was still in the sixth grade. From his assessment of their powers back then, none of them seemed to have reached the apex of the sixth grade yet. How could he have suddenly ascended to the seventh grade?He had an inkling regarding why but pushed it to the back of his mind as he entered. He intended to bypass the crowd and go to the apartment where the host and his mother lived. But he hadn't even entered the courtyard when his path was blocked.Zhang Wei halted in his steps, a cold glint flickering past his eyes for a second as he lazily raised his head to look at the intruder. It was a youth about the s
"Zhang Wei... Zhang Wei!!!"Zhang Wei jolted from his trance, lazily opening his eyes to look at the intruder. It had been two days since he transmigrated into this body, and he was still struggling to adapt to the host's previous lifestyle.At this moment, he was in the courtyard trying to assess the limits of qi this body could sense. Usually, even for a mere beginner who had never cultivated, sensing some qi from the surroundings would be possible. But this body was rather hopeless.He had been meditating for two hours since dawn while Luo Yu worked in the courtyard. The sounds of her feet were a bit distracting, but he had finally managed to tap into a bit of qi in the air when someone suddenly appeared shouting his name.A youth jumped through the fence and landed a few feet from him, beaming, "Zhang Wei..."Zhang Wei sighed in frustration, knowing how difficult it would be to sense that amount of qi again. But the youth was not unfamiliar, and from his memories, he was the only