CLIMBING THE PINNACLE OF MARTIAL ARTS

Chapter 18: Reciprocal

Throwing out a punch, Ye Feng's fist whistled through the air and smashed into the left eye of the flower-patterned spider head. The moment his fist hit the target, it shattered the two flower-patterned spider eyes.

The flower-patterned spider was horrified. Even with his limited intellectual capacity, he knew and feared at the same time, after all the man in front of him had shed a lot of blood on his arms. When he went to retract both of his legs that were lodged in Ye Feng's arms, the spider found that the muscles of its arms had tightened around its front legs so that the spider could not pull it out.

Ye Feng's second punch followed shortly after his first punch, and****** the other two points.

The flower-patterned spider shrieked in pain, it was unceasing to attempt to retreat, but its hind legs could only scratch the ground. In desperation, he attacked Ye Feng back, leaving many superficial wounds on his arms. Even though the wounds he was given were not deep, his attacks could still draw Ye Feng blood.

But, the pain only served to increase Ye Feng's excitement, his entire body bubbling with overflowing power. The ends of his mouth formed a cold smile and looked irritating, then his fists flew nonstop towards the spider's forehead. Under the incessant barrage of attacks, the forehead of the flower-patterned spider began to break open, and the fluid in its body began to flow out.

A gloomy whimper came out from his mouth, the flower-patterned spider certainly did not want to just stand still and wait for his death. From his mouth, he spat out a stream of his net, and at a very close distance, the net wrapped around Ye Feng's body.

Yet at this moment, the flower-patterned spider was in a terrible-looking state; its head was deformed to such an extent that it almost exploded from its place. If he had not become a demonic beast, and gained the tenacious vitality associated with it, perhaps he would have died many times already.

Since this was the case, even though he had trapped her with his net, under Ye Feng's tireless fist, he immediately stopped all signs of his struggle.

Ye Feng never imagined he could win a fight with this demonic beast. Moreover, not only had he survived, he had also killed him.

Although he was a first realm demonic beast, it was still not something that cultivators at the fifth tempering body stage would be able to defeat. Although Ye Feng's injuries were not considered light, he still did not feel much pain from his wounds; it was as if they (his needs) were completely non-existent.

After confirming that the flower-patterned spider had actually died, Ye Feng then went to extract a spider leg that had pierced his arm. When he pulled it out, warm blood flowed following him.

Without stopping to inspect his wound, Ye Feng then tore the spider web that bound him and rushed to the boy's side; ye Feng gently carried his body, and he carried it out of the cave.

The father of the little boy finally managed to escape from the cocoon that had bound him. And just as he was preparing to run further into the cave, he saw Ye Feng who was bathed in blood and had brought his son. He quickly asked: "What happened to him?"

“He has lost a lot of blood and has also been poisoned. replied Yang Yang.

After reaching the cave entrance, Ye Feng placed the little boy onto the ground and ran towards his bag that had fallen before. Ye Feng took some potions in his bag, he then started chewing them. Without any hesitation he called the hunter, “Compose this herb to soften it, then feed him the chew of this herb. ”

The hunter was already frightened from forgetting to use his wits, so when he heard Ye Feng's orders, he did not hesitate anymore. Quickly, he placed the potion into his mouth and started chewing it vigorously.

At that moment, Ye Feng's mind was too clear; his understanding of the medicinal properties of each herb began to appear in his mind. Which herbs could detoxify, which herbs could aid healing, which herbs could help stop blood flow, the knowledge flowing in his mind was comparable to that of a veteran apothecary.

After a while, Ye Feng took out the potion he had chewed and applied it on the little boy's arm. The hunter followed his actions and began to feed his chewed herbs to his son.

Under the nervous gazes of the two people, the boy's pale face gradually reddened thanks to the potion his father and Ye Feng had given him.

The hunter was finally able to release the tension in his heart and sit down limply. He cried loudly and said: "Luckily nothing happened, fortunately nothing happened …. ” He repeated his words twice.

Ye Feng poured cold water (verb) on his newfound hope: “Never, my potion is only low-leveled and can only reduce its symptoms. You must leave this mountain and then find a doctor, otherwise I fear the poison will not be cured. ”

The hunter could only listen to the advice from Ye Feng. Soon she said, “Then I will go take her to find a doctor now. ”

"No need to rush. '' Ye Feng said as he extended his hand to stop him. "Let your son stabilize first, then hurry. ”

“Oh, what the savior said is true. ”With the great disaster that befell the hunter, he had long since lost his courage. So, whatever Ye Feng said, he would follow him.

After answering, he remembered that his rescuer was also injured. His injuries were not light either, so he anxiously asked: “Juru survived, are you unwilling to also treat your own injuries. ”

"But you've shed a lot of blood, how is that okay?" The Hunter looked at him in shock.

"I don't know. '' Ye Feng then stood up and jumped around nimbly. "Even I don't know why I still feel great. ”

Not only did he feel great, but he was also even more excited. Ye Feng was suspicious about all this, somehow it could relate to his golden skeleton, but how could he explain it to a hunter in front of him? As he was rethinking his recent fight, the blood on Ye Feng's body started to boil once more.

It was the first time he had been in a life and death situation. But he had never experienced the slightest bit of fear, instead he only felt a sense of pleasure when he felt the blood had splattered all around him. Like.it was just the most common occurrence for him.

“Hmm, please wait a minute. I'll be right back. '' As he picked up his bag, Ye Feng once again rushed into the cave.

The hunter thought Ye Feng went to sort out the corpse of the demonic beast, but that was not it.

Although the flower-patterned spider was a demonic beast, its corpse had no value whatsoever; it was too low a level to sell.

Ye Feng's goal was to pluck the herbs inside the cave!

Before starting his fight with the flower-patterned spider, he had found a large number of purple-colored flowers. Previously he did not have time to examine them (flowers), but now that he thought back to them, his spirit could not be extinguished but rose up.

If he did not look wrongly, those purple-colored flowers were actually the Three Leafy Spirit Flowers that he desperately needed.

(TL: here comes Hehehe!!!)

The Three Leafy Spirit Flowers, grew in dark and damp places with many corpses around them, and made this cave an ideal environment for them to grow.

With his heart filled with anticipation upon entering the cave, Ye Feng almost laughed, such was his excitement.

Helping others really rewards you. This word seems to be true! If he had not come to save the father and son pair, then he would never have found the potion he would have been looking for.

The vast expanse of purple flowers in front of him was truly the Three Leafy Spirit Flower Three. Plus there seems to be an awful lot; a quick count indicates there are at least thirty to forty flowers. These little purple flowers, all gathered together and would make anyone who saw them feel happy.

Without further ado, Ye Feng hurriedly took out his spade and started harvesting these herbs.

While he busied himself, Ye Feng's heart became more than satisfied. Just as he was preparing to leave the cave, Ye Feng discovered a red mushroom-like plant in a corner of the cave.

His curiosity was piqued, Ye Feng walked towards it to examine it closely. This thing was the size of a bowl, it was deep red and looked like a mushroom. Ye Feng did not recognize this plant, as it was not mentioned in the little book that Treasurer Meng had given him.

Could it be a priceless treasure? Rolling up his sleeves, Ye Feng then rushed off to pick up the mushroom that was shaped like a plant. Regarding the matter of his identity, he could take care of it later; after all it would not take up much space.

By the time Ye Feng came out of the cave, his bag was already fully filled.

"Let's go, I'll go down the mountain with you. ”Ye Feng told the hunter, treating him like an equal.

“Thank you so much to the rescuer." The hunter shed his tears, as he knew that Ye Feng was worried that they would face more danger on the way out. That's why he followed them.

“We happened to be on the same path, no need to thank." Ye Feng replied humbly, and the three of them quickly descended the mountain.

By evening they were back in the city, and in the dark, they were looking for the house of the healer or doctor of the cool language of today Haha.