Chapter 21: Fierce Beast

  As soon as Wang Fei entered the village, he heard wailing sounds all around him. Looking around, he saw white mourning clothes hanging from the sky and yellow papers fluttering everywhere. In the distance, a group of people were crowded in front of a house, covering their faces and crying uncontrollably, overcome with grief.

  "Is this... the village chief's house?" Wang Fei hesitated for a moment, then quickly walked over.

  It seems like something has happened at the village chief's house.

  As expected, Wang Fei approached the village chief's house and felt a strong aura of death surrounding their home. Through his spiritual awareness, he saw a coffin lying in the living room of the village chief's house, covered with white cloth, and inside it was indeed the village chief.

  "Time flies, ordinary people can't get away from the passage of time, just a few decades, in the blink of an eye..."

  Wang Fei gazed at the village chief lying quietly, his heart surging with emotions. Life was so fragile, couldn't escape the cycle of life?

  No, absolutely not! One's own destiny must be grasped in one's own hands, no need for heaven and earth to control it!

  Wang Fei turned around, his eyes coldly gazing at the high sky above, that one layer of floating clouds and mist, once again firming up his determination to cultivate.

  Next, Wang Fei just followed the etiquette and gave the village head a stick of incense before returning to his own courtyard.

  Three years have passed, but nothing has changed at home, the decorations are still the same, and the entrance is still the same.

  With a creak, Wang Fei pushed open the door and entered. Inside sat a beautiful figure.

  "Little sister!"

  Seeing the woman sitting in the sedan chair, Wang Fei's heart skipped a beat, and he muttered to himself.

  The girl in the room suddenly heard a sound outside the door and quickly turned her head, only to see Wang Fei standing at the entrance, staring blankly at her.

  "Brother!" The girl hesitated for a moment, then her slender eyebrows slightly opened, and she exclaimed with joy. Without saying another word, she stood up and walked in small steps to Wang Fei's side, "Brother, you haven't come home in three years, little sister thought you had forgotten me!"

  The young girl spoke softly with a blush, her cheeks flying up two red clouds.

  "How could it be." Wang Fei gently stroked the soft hair of the young girl, his eyes full of concern, and continued, "Yu'er, your parents are..."

  "Doll!"

  Wang Fei had barely finished speaking when a gentle voice came from the inner room, and then a slightly frail figure slowly emerged from the doorway.

  "Mother!"

  Seeing the middle-aged woman coming out of the door, Wang Fei's face changed and he hurriedly went forward to support her. Looking at his mother's dull eyes, Wang Fei felt a bitter sorrow in his heart.

  "Mother, forgive me for being unfilial. These three years I haven't come back to see you, but Mother, please be at ease. I've already prepared the medicine to cure your eye disease. After some time, you'll be able to see like a normal person again."

  "Really?" The Queen Mother heard, and a comforting smile appeared on her wrinkled face. She patted Wang Fei's shoulder and said, "Mother's eyes are fine, it's just that after so many years of getting used to it, but you shouldn't suffer for this, child."

  "Mother..." Wang Fei was silent.

  He suddenly looked around and didn't see his father's figure, so he rushed to Wang Yu and said, "Little sister, where is Dad?"

  "Dad is collecting honey at Bee Bamboo Ridge." Looking at the family reunited, Wang Yu couldn't help but feel happy, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction of Bee Bamboo Ridge, saying softly.

  "Hmm." Wang Fei nodded, taking out a crimson pill from the Lingzhu and handing it to Wang Yu, "Yu'er, this is Qingyan Dan. It has a great nourishing and beauty effect on ordinary women, and can also prolong their lifespan."

  Having said that, he set off towards Fengzhulin under Wang Yu's astonished gaze.

  Fengzhuling, as the name suggests, is a place for beekeeping. It's where Wang Fei lives in Ping Village. Although it's not particularly noticeable, its honey is famous far and wide, all thanks to Fengzhuling.

  However, there is a hint of danger in this Bee Bamboo Ridge. Once you go deep into it and encounter ferocious wild beasts, it's not good.

  Wang Fei went ahead, first to help his father with his business, and secondly, to enter the deep mountains to collect hundred-year-old royal jelly.

  Fengzhuling, no demon beasts, for Wang Fei who has Ling overflow mid-term, it's naturally not a problem.

  He rode his sword and soon arrived at Fengzhulian.

  Fengzhuling, apart from Wang Fei's father collecting honey here, there are other village names. Especially since Chinese New Year is approaching, everyone hopes to collect more honey and sell it at a good price to have a good new year.

  Wang Fei's father, Wang Hong, was no exception. At this moment, he was heading deep into Fengzhulin.

  To get good honey, you must enter the depths of the mountains, especially the hundred-year-old royal jelly. If you're lucky enough to get a few bottles, it's enough for a family to live comfortably for several years.

  Although there are ferocious beasts inside the forest, several villagers entered in the past few times and didn't encounter any fierce beasts. Instead, they unexpectedly obtained some decades-old royal jelly and suddenly became rich.

  Wang Hong's heart was stirred naturally, this time he plucked up his courage and went alone into the depths of the forest.

  Wang Hong parted the dense underbrush, looked around and searched for the honeycomb that had reached the right temperature. After searching in the forest for half a day, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light in front of him.

  All he could hear was a humming noise not far away, and when Wang Hong stretched his neck to take a look, he found that there was a large group of bees in front of him, with a huge queen bee surrounded by them.

  "Done!" Wang Hong's heart was filled with joy. Judging from the situation, the royal jelly produced would be at least several decades old. This harvest was truly not small.

  With a thrill of excitement, Wang Hong cautiously approached the beehive. Just as he was about to reach it, a loud buzzing suddenly sounded in his ears.

  Right behind, a tiger over one zhang long emerged from under a big tree, opening its bloody mouth wide and letting out a low growl, coming towards Wang Hong.

  Wang Hong was shocked in his heart, he couldn't help but feel that he had been too unlucky, unexpectedly running into such a huge wild tiger!

  Wang Hong hastily retreated backwards, his foot moved and he kicked up a sharp tree branch with his toe, throwing it at the tiger with force.

  "Roar!" A red glow burst out of the tiger's eyes and immediately opened its mouth to spew out a crimson light.

  A loud rumble, Wang Hong's ground surface, blasted open a dazzling firework, immediately followed by a fierce flame.

  "Ah!" Wang Hong's face turned pale with fear, secretly thinking that he was in a bad situation. The tiger in front of him seemed to be a somewhat powerful demon after all. Thinking of his wife who suffered from eye disease and his 15-year-old daughter at home, Wang Hong felt a bitter taste in his heart.

  He didn't want to die, didn't want to die here...

  Wang Fei stepped on the flying sword and arrived near Fengzhulin. He looked at the vast forest, furrowed his brow in contemplation, and after a moment, he followed the route etched in his memory, using the Light Step Technique he had obtained from the Reward Pavilion to swiftly head into the mountain valley.

  Although Fengzhuling is not big, it's still quite difficult to find someone in the dense forest. After searching for half a day, Wang Fei still couldn't find any trace of his father and couldn't help but feel anxious.

  Just then, from deep within the valley, came a series of roars.

  Wang Fei's heart was startled, and a bad feeling surged up. He immediately quickened his pace and rushed towards the source of the sound. From afar, Wang Fei saw a yellow-black striped tiger spitting out a ball of flames into the thicket.

  In the jungle, a sturdy middle-aged man was surrounded by flames, while the tiger was approaching step by step, the situation was critical!

  "It's Father!"

  Although it had been three years since they last met, Wang Fei's cultivation was beyond compare. With just a hint of his aura, he sensed the middle-aged man surrounded by flames and recognized him as his own revered father.

  In a state of urgency, Wang Fei urged the maximum amount of spiritual power within his body into the ancient flying sword.

  With a whooshing sound, the flying sword shot out with lightning speed and struck towards the old tiger in the forest!

  ………

  Woo woo, kneeling down to beg for collection and recommendation!