Cultivation: Starting from a Fighting Cock

Chapter 13 The Invincible General
Under the moonlight, a chicken stood on the top of an old persimmon tree.

The big yellow dog in the yard calmed down.

The chicken's shadow fell in front of the big yellow dog, and the wind stopped, as if the scene had been frozen in time.

That night, Ji Cheng broke through a minor realm, and the big yellow dog also successfully broke through to become a first-order demon beast. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

Ji Cheng looked up into the distance.

If the big yellow dog doesn't agree to peaceful coexistence, then he'll have no choice but to leave the Zhao residence.

After a long while, the big yellow dog moved.

It returned to its den, picked up the collar, put it around its neck, and barked at Ji Cheng.

"Big Yellow, do you agree to let us live together peacefully? Here's what we'll do: if you agree, bark once; if you disagree, bark twice."

Ji Cheng spoke, looking down at the big yellow dog.

"Woof!" the big yellow dog barked.

"Haha, alright, you'd better keep your word. I'm coming down. If you suddenly attack me, you're a dog... no, you already are a dog..."

"Wang!"

The big yellow dog bared its teeth at Ji Cheng, feeling humiliated.

"Hehe, just kidding. Anyway, Big Yellow, you need to know that even though we're just a chicken and a dog, we still have to keep our word. Otherwise, you'll definitely develop inner demons in your future cultivation, understand?"

Ji Cheng used his inner demons to scare the big yellow dog.

The big yellow dog didn't even bother to bark this time; it simply lay down in its bed, ears drooping, and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Ji Cheng slowly landed in the courtyard, but still remained wary of the big yellow dog.

He didn't go into the cage, but stood far away from the big yellow dog, so that if the big yellow dog launched a surprise attack, he would have room to fly away.

Nothing happened in the latter half of the night.

At daybreak, the servants of the Zhao family were astonished to find that a fighting rooster had escaped from its cage.

Master Zhao came over and took a look. He immediately recognized it as the prized fighting rooster with a 22-game winning streak. Seeing that it did not run around after being released from its cage, he instructed his servants that the fighting rooster should not be kept in a cage from now on.

He claimed that free-range roosters outside of cages can cultivate their wildness and stimulate their fighting power.

This suited Ji Cheng perfectly. Without the cage to restrain him, he could fly away at any time, and the threat posed by the big yellow dog would not be so terrible.

……

Three days later.

The eldest son, Zhao Qian, replied that there was no progress in investigating the theft of the medicinal herbs.

However, his partner, an old constable, subtly hinted to him that someone had taken a liking to his family's heirloom.

The Zhao family members who received the letter looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally all their eyes were focused on Master Zhao.

Master Zhao looked bewildered. What ancestral treasures do we have?
In addition, in the letter, Zhao Qian urged his father to quickly prepare another batch of blood transfusion medicine, because without sufficient strength, nothing could be done.

From the letter, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao could sense Zhao Qian's eagerness to become stronger, but where would they get the money to buy another blood transfusion medicine?

"If even the young master of the Zhao family has such difficulty learning martial arts, how can ordinary people possibly make a name for themselves?"

Having witnessed everything that happened in the Zhao family, Ji Cheng understood even more the true meaning of the saying "the poor are scholars, the rich are warriors."

He began to feel a little fortunate that he had transmigrated into a chicken; without being human, he would have no troubles.

From his perspective, Zhao Qian is indeed quite outstanding, but he is also a true freeloader.

Even if it means emptying their savings, they will ensure their own blood transfusion is successful, never considering whether their family can make ends meet.

Moreover, when Zhao Qian asked his family for money, he showed no remorse or embarrassment. Instead, he regarded himself as the key to the Zhao family's survival, believing that if he could become stronger, the Zhao family could survive, and if he stopped moving forward, the Zhao family would be in grave danger.

Clearly, Master Zhao also agreed with this principle and unconditionally supported Zhao Qian in his martial arts training.

……

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

【Title: One-Legged Rooster (19/20)】

[Bloodline: Golden Rooster (65%)] [Realm: Raptor (Medium)]

[Talent: Observation, Listening, Inquiry, and Palpation]

Ji Cheng is just one more cockfight away from unlocking a new title.

During this time, the big yellow dog kept its promise and did not launch an attack on Ji Cheng.

At night, it would still sneak out to eat chicken, and Ji Cheng would sometimes fly around Wuzhen a few times to observe the world.

However, he didn't fly too far. He usually just hovered over inhabited areas, and he didn't dare to approach the dark, rugged mountains in the distance.

The Green Bamboo Gang and the Roaring Snake Gang continued to clash, and the three martial arts schools were also in turmoil, making the whole town of Wuzhen chaotic.

It is said that in half a month, the three martial arts schools will hold a martial arts competition, at which time each school will send its disciples to compete. Any conflicts that arise on weekdays will be resolved on the stage.

Therefore, Zhao Yan diligently practiced boxing in the courtyard every day before dawn, working very hard.

"Master, we're off now."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

At dawn, at Zhao's Pharmacy, two pharmacists and two servants set off in an oxcart.

The car was loaded with several sacks of medicinal herbs, which looked bulging and full, but were actually not very heavy.

These are all kinds of medicinal herbs that villagers dig up in the mountains and sell to Zhao's pharmacy. Zhao then transports them to Zishui City for sale, making a profit from the price difference.

In addition, the two pharmacists also carried a lot of longevity pills with them on this trip.

These days, Master Zhao has been working tirelessly to refine a large quantity of longevity pills, all in order to earn more money and purchase a blood transfusion medicine for his eldest son as soon as possible.

"Come on, Ever-Victorious General, it's time for us to set off. In my opinion, my elder brother's medicine-making is not as lucrative as our cockfighting!"

Master Zhao carried Ji Cheng out the door. He named his precious fighting rooster "Ever-Victorious General," meaning that it would always be victorious and invincible.

Ji Cheng was somewhat looking forward to it. He was just one win away from winning. He wondered what new title he would unlock.

Lately, he's been playing at the Snake Gang's cockfighting arena. Today, Master Zhao changed venues and came to the cockfighting arena under the jurisdiction of the Green Bamboo Gang.

As can be seen, the number of managers at the Qingzhu Gang cockfighting arena has decreased by 30% to 40% compared to before.

It is said that many people have been reassigned to fight with the Snake Gang over territory.

Of course, the number of people coming to cockfight for fun is not small at all; in fact, it's increased by 10% or 20% compared to before.

As soon as Master Zhao arrived, he encountered the eldest son of the Xu family.

Young Master Xu is a bit like Master Zhao in his youth, spending his days idly, indulging in cockfighting, dog racing, and frequenting brothels—a complete spendthrift.

However, the black-necked chicken he raised was indeed formidable, reportedly achieving a glorious record of eighteen consecutive victories, and Master Zhao had been defeated by it several times.

However, the few times he lost were with fighting cocks that Master Zhao bought to mislead people; his ever-victorious general had never even seen this black-necked rooster.

"Oh, Master Zhao has bought another golden rooster! I told you long ago, a golden rooster can never beat my black-necked tyrant!"

Young Master Xu named his black-necked chicken "Black-necked Overlord," which perfectly reflects his confidence and domineering attitude.

He didn't take Zhao Erye, a defeated opponent, seriously at all, and his black-necked chicken was also very arrogant, stretching its neck and assuming a fighting posture towards Ji Cheng from a distance.

The Xu family is also a prominent family in Wuzhen.

Cui Sheng married into the Xu family, and the eldest son of the Xu family should have called Cui Sheng his uncle-in-law, but that was in the past.

In fact, the Zhao family and the Xu family are related by marriage.

However, the Xu family's way of doing things displeased Master Zhao, so the two families have had almost no social interactions in recent years.

"Nephew, how much does your Black-necked Tyrant weigh?"

Faced with Young Master Xu's provocation, Second Master Zhao did not dare to be arrogant. He had heard of Young Master Xu's reputation for eighteen consecutive victories as the Black-Necked Overlord.

Master Zhao examined Young Master Xu's fighting rooster. This rooster was indeed extraordinary, with smooth, glossy feathers and few blemishes, indicating that its bloodline was much purer than that of ordinary black-necked chickens.

Compared to other fighting cocks, the black-necked rooster is characterized by its long legs and neck, and when standing on the ground, its head is half a head higher than other fighting cocks.

Xu Dashao's black-necked chicken has a neck that is an inch longer than that of a regular black-necked chicken. It looks very majestic, just like Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu.

(End of this chapter)