Chapter 59: Chapter 59 Spring Hunting
Shi Hao and the fat man left the city and quickly caught up with an army, the Commandery Prince of Sea King Territory, Chu Wei was among the troops.
Upon discovering Shi Hao, Chu Fei immediately came to greet him personally and invited Shi Hao onto a luxurious carriage.
Inside the carriage sat a tall man with tiger-like eyes, radiating an air of dominance.
“Ha ha ha, Young Master Shi, I’ve long heard about your youth, but only upon seeing you do I find myself embarrassingly overshadowed by your youthfulness!” Chu Wei said with a hearty laugh, displaying a bold spirit.
Generally speaking, people reach their peak physical condition at thirty years of age, after which they start to decline, so one’s ultimate height in the martial arts is largely determined by their progress during these ten years.
By the age of forty, most reach their limit and it is unlikely to see any further improvement, at most one can only maintain their strength from waning.
Therefore, the fact that Shi Hao had stepped into the Martial Sect Realm at just sixteen was enough to inspire envy in everyone.
The fat man hastily performed a salute, cupping his fists and saying, “I’ve met the Prince.”
Seeing Shi Hao’s sake, Chu Wei was also very courteous to the fat man, gesturing a Enjoy reading on NovelHub - your free online novel platform.”
Shi Hao smiled and said, “The Prince also exudes the vigor of a dragon and horse, and could perhaps reach even newer heights.”
This prince was already forty-four years old, but he maintained himself very well. The various tonics he consumed regularly had greatly slowed his aging, so while others at forty could no longer advance, he might be able to delay that until fifty.
“Ha ha, I’ll take that as a good omen!” Chu Wei laughed.
The two chatted idly, not touching on any serious matters, just exchanging pleasantries.
Shi Hao also learned that this hunting event was attended by the young generations of many prominent families and the students who came for the martial arts competition. The first-place winner would also receive a Blood Ginseng as a reward.
Upon hearing this, Shi Hao couldn’t help but be tempted.
“How many years does it have?” he asked.
Hmm, why do you ask that? Do you actually want to participate in the competition, hehe!
Chu Wei was taken aback, then said, “It’s ten years old.”
Blood Ginseng is different from common ginseng; it greatly supplements Vital Energy and can help boost a martial artist’s power. It’s one of the best aid for martial artists.
Shi Hao, now desperate to rapidly increase his strength, with a ten-year-old Blood Ginseng in hand, could enhance his power by twenty thousand jin.
“I’m joining,” he immediately said.
Pfft, you’re really going to join!
Chu Wei’s lips twitched slightly, “This hunting contest is meant for the youth.”
You’re already a Martial Sect, what’s the point of participating? Would the contest even mean anything then?
Shi Hao smiled, “I am a young person, only sixteen years old, you can check my household registration.”
Chu Wei was rendered speechless; he nearly forgot that this was an exceptionally monstrous young man.
“However, you are already a Martial Sect,” he still pointed out, it would be improper for the hunting contest to become a laughingstock.
Shi Hao thought for a moment, then said, “Alright, I won’t participate, but my brother can, right?”
“Sure!” The fat man, clearly understanding Shi Hao’s desire for the Blood Ginseng, did not hesitate to step forward.
Now, Chu Wei had no ground to refuse, and it was not likely that the fat man was as monstrously talented as Shi Hao.
“Alright,” he agreed.
The army entered the forest and set up camp, and that evening, a grand bonfire party was held.
The night passed without incident, and the next day the hunting contest began. Over a hundred participating youths immediately entered the forest, each employing their own methods.
These were either the progeny of prominent families or the talented ones from common folk, all eager to stand out in this hunting contest and make their mark.
Thus, they were all brimming with energy, ready to show their best side.
Shi Hao was very calm, full of trust in the fat man.
Having practiced in a Formation, the fat man’s strength had improved rapidly, and over many days, his power had nearly reached the formidable threshold of thirty thousand jin.
What is the concept here?
The fatty is also a high-level martial master, only about 10,000 jin of strength away from the Peak, not even a few heads of the great families could surpass him.
So, if he couldn’t take the first place with this, it really would be seeing a ghost.
——The reason he was captured by the Murong Family initially, was because he was deep in sleep, and someone bound him right away, but after suffering this loss, he now sleeps with great alertness.
There’s no help for it, he’s just a sixteen-year-old youth, how would he know about the dangers of the world?
You learn from your mistakes.
The day ended, and at night, everyone returned with their spoils.
Most people only hunted two or three prey, but some with rich experience and strong strength hunted as many as ten, piling the game high like a small mountain.
Of course, he didn’t carry them back himself; contestants just needed to be responsible for the hunting, naturally there were soldiers to handle the spoils.
However, when it came to the fatty, everyone was showing their teeth in envy.
The number of his preys was so large that it piled up like a terrifying three-story building, surely in the hundreds.
My God, how could it be this many?
The first reaction of the crowd was that the fatty must have cheated; otherwise, how could it be so exaggerated?
Their emotions ran high, demanding an official investigation.
The fatty’s response was very simple; with one punch he shattered a big stone as tall as a man, and everyone shut their mouths.
Chu Wei was speechless too; he had not expected that besides Shi Hao, there was another monster.
But since the fatty had participated in the competition, how could they not count his score?
He was unequivocally the first place.
Soon, the Blood Ginseng was delivered into the fatty’s hands, and he casually handed it over to Shi Hao.
Shi Hao decided to use this Blood Ginseng on himself, because he was in great need of enhancing his strength now.
For this, the fatty certainly had no objections, he and Shi Hao were brothers, so why would he haggle over this?
Besides, wasn’t it because of Shi Hao that he was this powerful now?
The night naturally turned into a grand celebration, with everyone drinking until they were slightly intoxicated.
Shi Hao and the fatty returned to their lodgings, the fatty fell asleep immediately, while Shi Hao was preparing to rest when suddenly a soldier came with a message; Chu Wei invited Shi Hao over for a talk.
Shi Hao didn’t think much of it; after all, he had taken someone else’s Blood Ginseng, so he might as well check it out.
He went to the main tent and unexpectedly bumped into Chu Fei at the entrance.
“Eh?” Chu Fei was also very surprised and asked, “Young Master Shi, did my father also invite you?”
Although it seemed a bit odd, neither of them took it to heart and lifted the tent flap to enter.
Chu Wei was seated, with his back to them, his head drooping slightly, as if he were taking a small nap.
“Father.” Chu Fei called softly.
However, Chu Wei had no response.
Chu Fei was about to call out again when Shi Hao reached out a hand to stop him and said, “Something’s not right.”
How could such a mighty Martial Sect Realm expert be sleeping so soundly, like the fatty, this pig?
Chu Fei also realized something was amiss and hurriedly walked around to face Chu Wei, but his face turned pale with horror as he exclaimed, “Father!”
Shi Hao walked over to look and saw a deep wound on Chu Wei’s throat, with fresh blood having already stained half his body red.
“Assassins! Assassins!” Suddenly, a shout of alarm rang out from outside.