"Hunting chief, you mustn't do that." The other hunters tried to dissuade him in a hurry.
Li Qingshan was surprised as well. Huang Binghu actually wanted to give his personal bow to him. The meaning behind this was not just a bow. He turned him down. "Hunting chief, a gentleman doesn't take what others like. I can't accept this wager, so just treat it as a joke!"
Huang Binghu stroked the bow gently and said to himself, "This Stone Splitter bow has been with me for many years, so it's quite convenient to use. It's also helped me make a name for myself in the jianghu. Now that I don't have much time left, I'd like to choose a good master for it."
"I heard you found grandpa Zang's bow too light. This Stone Splitter bow is an iron bow with a strength of three stones. Even regular practitioners of martial arts can't use it. Here, don't dilly-dally." Huang Binghu pushed the Stone Splitter bow to Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan gripped the bow and felt a heaviness in his hand. He recalled Huang Binghu's elegance when he stood on the rock and killed people like he was slaughtering dogs.
Yes, this bow was not suited for hunting. It was more suited for fighting on the battlefield. It was a true weapon for killing.
He fiddled with the bowstring with his fingers. There were metal threads mixed in, so they were extremely sharp. Regular people had to wear rings to use it, but with the Ox Demon Forges its Hide, he did not mind.
Huang Binghu seemed to want to entrust his son to him. He did not say it explicitly, but everyone present could tell. However, no one objected. Not only was this because of Huang Binghu's might, but Li Qingshan had also proven his strength before everyone.
There was no need to ask whether Li Qingshan had the ability to lead, or whether the villagers were convinced. Obeying the strong was a human instinct, just like a pack of wolves. The Drawn Reins village was a pack of wolves. Huang Binghu wanted Li Qingshan to replace him as the wolf king.
This was a decision he had made after a long period of consideration. The Drawn Reins village had always been disliked by the government, and they had become sworn enemies with the Ginseng King village. They seemed impressive, but they were actually surrounded by danger. There were talented people in the village, but none of them could control the situation. Only Li Qingshan could do this.
Li Qingshan held the Stone Splitter bow and felt like he was dreaming. A few months ago, he was still the most inconspicuous, lowly cowherd in the village.
A few months later, he had the opportunity to become the renowned hunting chief of the Drawn Reins village, but he did not accept it. "Hunting chief, I'll accept this bow. Thank you for your kindness, but I've actually come to bid you farewell today."
With that, there was an uproar. Everyone felt like Li Qingshan did not know how to appreciate his kindness. Even though Huang Binghu understood Li Qingshan's strength and potential, his expression was rather ugly after being rejected in front of so many people.
"Huang, but I want it for myself. Li Qingshan returned to his room and took out a small bottle of alcohol, passing it to Huang Binghu. "This is the medicinal alcohol my master left behind in the past. It might be able to cure your illness."
"You from Tian't't't't't't't't." Li to't ''t t't t't't't't.
Li Qingshan smiled and said, "There's no harm in trying." This was the spiritual wine brewed from the spiritual ginseng. Although he was not skilled in medicine, he had some understanding of Huang Binghu's illness. He had been born with a weak body, and his many years of practicing martial arts had exhausted his origin, so he had to rely on his inner strength to support himself.
This was an incurable disease that even a divine doctor would find difficult to cure. This was a congenital defect that no one could cure. However, the Spirit Ginseng had an innate Qi that could save his life.
Huang Binghu drank the spiritual wine in one gulp, then sat down to meditate. After a short while, wisps of white Qi emitted from the top of his head, and his originally sallow complexion regained its ruddiness. After a long time, he opened his eyes.
"Chief Hunter, what do you think?" the hunters asked one after another.
Huang Binghu touched his chest in disbelief. "I feel much better." It was not just much better, it was better than ever. It was as if he had returned to his youth.
There was a burst of cheers, and many of the hunters shed tears. Many of the people who had originally been hostile towards Li Qingshan all changed their attitudes, holding his hands and thanking him profusely.
Li Qingshan raised the Stone Splitter bow. "Then it would be impolite of me to refuse this bow."
Huang Binghu's expression darkened slightly. "Then … Qingshan … Can we change the wager …" Having escaped from death, he was immediately reluctant to part with this' old companion '.
"Don't even think about it!" Li Qingshan refused firmly. "The words of a man of the mountains are like the mountains. How can I repent so easily?"
"Alright then!" Huang Binghu's expression was bitter, which led to a burst of laughter from the people around him. Very rarely did they see their chief hunter act like this.
"Qingshan, are you going to come back?"
"I'm just going to Crouching Ox village to take a look. There are still some things I haven't tidied up yet, and I want to find a quiet place to practise my martial arts and see if I can make a breakthrough."
Over the past few days of drinking spiritual alcohol, Li Qingshan felt that he had already touched upon the crux of the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength. He planned on cultivating alone and achieving the 'strength of an ox'. By then, he would no longer have to remain trapped in the mountains and forests. He could go out and see the outside world.
He remembered that the fatty he saved yesterday seemed to have called himself some Qingyang district magistrate. He wanted to fulfil his promise with Little Ann. Although he had no idea how far south Little Ann pointed to was, he still had to take the first step.
"Another breakthrough?!" Huang Binghu had sensed long ago that the current Li Qingshan had changed again compared to a few days ago. His entire being had undergone a drastic change. This rate of improvement was basically shocking.
Yet in the blink of an eye, he said he wanted to make another breakthrough. He could not help but think of how Li Qingshan had once said he wanted to become an 'innate master'. Back then, he had only thought of it as a passing thought. Now, he suddenly felt that perhaps he really could achieve it.
"But what about the prey you've hunted?" Li Qingshan's harvest over the past few days had almost caught up to the entire village's harvest.
"I don't want anything else. I just want the tiger bones from that tiger. Also, I want you to collect some tiger bones for me. I want to make some medicinal alcohol. I'll buy them at market price."
The reason why he chased after the tiger relentlessly was not just because he wanted to show off in the village. Instead, it was because Oxen had told him that once he achieved the strength of an ox with the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength, he could begin practising the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging. He needed to use another type of medicinal alcohol. The most important ingredient was like ginseng, precious but not uncommon. It was tiger bones.
Hunters and tigers were mortal enemies. A single hunter would be afraid of a vicious tiger, but once a tiger became too aggressive, they would definitely search the mountain on a large scale, setting up many traps. Wild beasts were vicious, but they were still no match for humans. The number of tiger bones accumulated in the Drawn Reins village was probably not small.
Huang Binghu said, "Is this the prescription your master left behind?"
"Yes."
"Are you saying that just because you're generous, the men of my Drawn Reins village are petty? I can help you make the medicinal alcohol, but can you let us use those two prescriptions as well? "
Huang Binghu secretly tried out Li Qingshan's prescription. The medicinal alcohol made was indeed much better than the medicinal alcohol used in the village. Furthermore, there was no need to buy the ingredients from outsiders. Their village could gather them all. If they used it to nurture their disciples, it would not take long for the strength of Drawn Reins village to rise to another level.
Li Qingshan had no objections. Those two prescriptions were just temporary items. There was nothing particularly precious about them, so there was no harm in giving them to others. Furthermore, he could save himself the trouble of making the medicinal alcohol. It was the best of both worlds.
He handed the prescriptions to Huang Binghu, then took the Stone Splitter bow, mounted Oxen, and slowly left.
It was only when Li Qingshan's figure disappeared around the corner of a mountain path that Grandpa Zang whispered to Huang Binghu, "Hunting chief, why didn't you stop him just now? The spiritual ginseng is most likely on him. The alcohol you drank was most likely made from the spiritual ginseng, and the spiritual ginseng is most likely in the gourd at his waist."
Li Qingshan had never mentioned the matter of the spiritual ginseng, but in the eyes of this experienced old hunter, he had already revealed too many clues. To Huang Binghu, who had once walked the jianghu, these things could only be seen and understood even more clearly.
Huang Binghu gazed at the mountain path that Li Qingshan had disappeared into. After a long silence, he turned his head and said, "After all, we are different from those ginseng foragers, aren't we?"
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