Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

"Whoosh!"

A cold wind howled, and fallen leaves swayed and swirled among the mountains and forests, creating an eerie atmosphere.

With the tiger demon destroyed, its henchmen could not survive alone. A mournful wail, like the wailing of ghosts, echoed through the mountains and forests, before gradually fading into silence.

Chen Sheng, Liu Yu, and Chen Yuancheng quickly stepped forward, examined the enormous creature, and after confirming that it had lost its life force, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"The blood of the tiger demon is extremely yang and powerful; it's a precious treasure, what a pity!"

Looking at the demon blood that had gathered into a small stream on the ground, Liu Yu couldn't help but show a regretful expression.

Chen Sheng, standing to the side, glared at Liu Yu, then stepped forward and looked at Zhao Xian with concern, asking, "Bo Zhang, how are your injuries?"

"Reporting back to Lord Chen, the injuries are not serious!"

Zhao Yi helped Zhao Xian to his feet with difficulty and replied with a wry smile.

"The tiger demon's essence and blood are highly nourishing, perfect for your healing needs!"

Chen Sheng's expression immediately turned serious as he looked at Chen Yuancheng beside him.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuancheng naturally didn't stand on ceremony. He took out a palm-sized jade bottle from his sleeve, and then the bottle slowly rose into the air, with a suction force flying out from the mouth of the bottle.

In an instant, all the demon blood that had gathered on the ground flew into the jade-patterned bottle.

No one knew the origin of that treasure bottle, but this palm-sized bottle had completely absorbed the demon blood on the ground.

Seeing Zhao Xian and the others looking at this scene with considerable surprise, Chen Yuancheng put away the treasure bottle and immediately explained, "It's just a mid-grade magic artifact. There's a space of about two or three zhang inside, which can only store spiritual water to prevent the spiritual energy from dissipating."

"The essence of the heart is the most nourishing." Liu Yu now realized that his words were quite inappropriate, and looked at Chen Yuancheng, "Yuancheng, arrange for someone to collect the essence of the heart and give it to the injured to help them recover!"

"Chen Jun, I'll do it!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Li immediately stood up and volunteered, "Back then, my brother and I skinned a demon wolf the size of an ox."

"Very well! Then I'll trouble you, Lord Zhao!"

Chen Yuancheng readily agreed.

Zhao Li immediately called Zhao Yi to step forward and peel the skin, and the others also stepped forward to watch.

"Lord Chen, I have just taken a count. There are eighteen wounded and two dead."

Xu Dekun approached Chen Sheng, Liu Yu, and Chen Yuancheng, and said with a very solemn expression.

"Yuancheng, it's getting late, and with so many wounded, we may not be able to return to our village today." Upon hearing this, Chen Sheng looked up at the sun, then turned to Chen Yuancheng. "Tonight, let's set up camp here!"

"The injured should rest. We will split into two shifts to keep watch tonight, and then go down the mountain tomorrow to return to our village."

"Very well! I will arrange for men to set up camp immediately."

Chen Yuancheng responded and then turned and left.

The tiger skin was sturdy, so Zhao Xian naturally used his sharp ring-pommel sword to skin it. The brothers Zhao Yi and Zhao Li worked together seamlessly and soon peeled off a piece of tiger skin.

At this moment, Liu Yu also came forward and asked Zhao Li to cut off a piece of tiger meat for him, saying that the tiger meat would be added to the spirit rice porridge to restore everyone's strength.

A moment later, a campfire was lit, and the faint fragrance of rice permeated the mountains and forests.

Zhao Xian was seriously injured, while Zhao Ze and Zhao Zheng were not seriously injured. Zhao Cheng, Zhao Ji, and the others also suffered some minor injuries.

"Bo Zhang, your injuries are too severe. Please take this Rejuvenating Elixir first!"

After busying himself for a while, Chen Yuancheng approached Zhao Xian, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhao Xian.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!"

Zhao Xian and Chen Yuancheng were already closely connected, sharing both glory and ruin, so he didn't refuse. He immediately took the porcelain bottle, took out the elixir inside, and put it in his mouth.

The elixir melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and in a flash, a warm and gentle spiritual energy was released from the mouth, then slowly flowed into the abdomen and spread throughout the body's meridians.

Just a dozen breaths later, Zhao Xian felt a spasm in his abdomen and couldn't help but cough violently.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!"

He spat out several mouthfuls of foul blood, and immediately felt a sense of relief throughout his body.

Internal injuries can be healed with elixirs, but broken bones still need to be returned to the village for a doctor to set them.

While pondering, Zhao Xian also felt dizzy and his eyelids grew heavy, and he fell asleep.

"Ah Xian, Ah Xian!"

Hearing calls from his ears, Zhao Xian slowly raised his heavy eyelids and saw his father, Zhao Yi, looking at him with concern, holding a bowl of fresh blood with a faint fragrance in his hands.

"The tiger demon's heart's essence is a highly nourishing substance; drink it quickly!"

Zhao Yi brought the rim of the bowl close to Zhao Xian's mouth. Zhao Xian glanced at it, and a sweet and fragrant aroma filled his nose. This tiger demon blood had no bloody smell at all.

Feeling the desire emanating from his body, Zhao Xian opened his mouth without hesitation and drank the half bowl of his heart's essence.

Like drinking strong liquor, the essence and blood entered his throat, scalding hot, and fell straight into his abdomen, where it then exploded like a volcanic eruption.

"Father, I'm seriously injured, how can I withstand such nourishment?"

Zhao Xian felt a heat rising throughout his body and couldn't help but ask with a wry smile.

"How could I possibly know what Chen Jun instructed me to do!" Seeing Zhao Xian's face flushed red, Zhao Yi scratched his head, a hint of hesitation on his face. "This is a treasure!"

Zhao Xian smiled helplessly and glanced to the side. He saw a row of wounded people holding rough wooden bowls, their faces showing a sense of unfinished business.

"Father, didn't you send some of this lifeblood to Lord Chen, Lord Liu, and Lord Chen?"

"I've given them away!" Zhao Yi pulled Zhao Xian into his arms. "How could I forget these high-ranking officials!"

"Good things should be shared with family members. After taking more than three bowls of essence blood, your uncle and I drank the first soup, and I also gave more to the clansmen such as Zhao Ze and Zhao Zheng."

Finally, Zhao Yi leaned close to Zhao Xian's ear and whispered something.

Zhao Xian nodded slightly, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Night had fallen, and from time to time, the mournful cries of night owls echoed through the mountains and forests.

A bonfire was lit around the four sides, and the group sat around it in the middle. In front of them was a pottery jar, and on the other side was sizzling tiger meat.

Although the tiger skin had been completely peeled off, it was covered with marks from knives and guns, which reduced its value considerably.

Seeing that everyone was very envious, Chen Sheng simply took it upon himself to distribute the tiger skin equally among them.

Zhao Xian's family obtained a large tiger skin, intending to tan it and make a tiger skin rug to give to his grandfather.

After finishing his meal, Zhao Xian went to sleep again.

Chen Yuancheng, Xu Dekun, his father, his uncle, and others took turns keeping watch at night.

Nothing happened that night.

The next morning, the sun rose in the east.

The fragrant aroma of the spirit rice porridge woke Zhao Xian from his sleep. Zhao Xian struggled to sit up and saw the earthenware pot on the campfire bubbling and steaming.

"Jade Pearl Rice!"

Smelling the unforgettable aroma of the spirit rice, Zhao Xian couldn't help but blurt out, his face showing great surprise.

"Oh, Bozhang is awake?" Xu Dekun, who was not far away, greeted Zhao Xian as soon as he saw him wake up. "Since your injuries have not yet healed, Lord Chen has cooked his own Jade Pearl Rice to help you recover."

"Lord Chen is kind and benevolent, treating us common people with great kindness!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian immediately spoke with a respectful expression.

After chatting for a while, seeing that Zhao Xian was about to get up, Xu Dekun immediately stepped forward to help Zhao Xian up, and then ordered someone to break off a tree branch for Zhao Xian, trim off the branches, and make a wooden cane.

Zhao Xian thanked Xu Dekun, then leaned on his wooden cane and moved forward.