8: Human nature is the most terrifying thing!

According to Zhang Xiangwen's statement, isn't this Spiritual Enlightenment Realm just the Body Tempering stage in web novels?

And the Spirit Absorption Realm, isn't that the Qi Refining stage?

Chu Yuan felt a bit strange, but he didn't dwell on it, instead asking:

"Uncle Zhang, you should be a Cultivator, right?"

The room fell silent for a moment before Zhang Xiangwen's voice continued.

"Yes, but unfortunately my talent is poor. I have only just managed a Breakthrough to the Spiritual Enlightenment Realm Late Stage."

"If I reached Spiritual Enlightenment Realm Perfection, perhaps I could contend with that Fire Fox Demon."

Hearing this, Chu Yuan neither agreed nor disagreed, as he didn't know how powerful the Fire Fox Demon was.

He paused, then said: "Uncle Zhang, I want to try to Cultivate, is that possible?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiangwen rejected him: "Your body's Meridians and internal organs are damaged; forcing yourself to Cultivate will only lead to your death."

"Uncle Zhang, I want to try!" Chu Yuan's voice was unusually firm. "I... don't want to die!"

"Since you don't want to die, you shouldn't..."

This time, before Zhang Xiangwen could finish speaking, Chu Yuan interrupted: "That's why I must take a chance, even if there is only a sliver of possibility!"

"Maybe drawing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi into my body can restore my injuries and Yang Qi?"

"It won't work!" Zhang Xiangwen's voice carried a hint of regret. "As a Cultivator, how could I not know what you just said?"

"If Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi could heal injuries, I would have let you try long ago."

Hearing this, Chu Yuan fell silent; he seemed to have fallen into a dilemma.

If he didn't Cultivate and become stronger, he couldn't execute his previous plan.

If he couldn't execute that plan, he couldn't explain the fact that his body had recovered, and thus he couldn't Cultivate.

It was another single path blocked at both ends!

Family members!

Chu Yuan sighed helplessly, then asked: "Uncle Zhang, what about that Martial Skill? Can I Cultivate it?"

"No!"

Uncle Zhang's voice held no hesitation, and he immediately explained: "That Martial Skill has high requirements for physical physique, and your body is too weak."

"I..."

Chu Yuan opened his mouth to speak but didn't know what to say.

At this moment, he was also conflicted.

Was covering up his true condition the right thing to do?

But if he didn't cover it up, how could he explain such serious injuries healing themselves?

Was that possible?

He had been injured when he was young, so why didn't those injuries heal completely in just a few days back then?

If he couldn't explain it logically, it would only bring him trouble.

Chu Yuan felt helpless.

After that, the two stopped talking.

The night passed without a word.

The next day.

When Chu Yuan woke up, Zhang Xiangwen was already gone.

Chu Yuan got up and walked out of the room, only to see Zhang Yan already sitting by the table, waiting.

Seeing Chu Yuan come out, her face flushed slightly, and she pointed to the washbasin nearby and said:

"Brother Chu Yuan, the water is ready. Hurry and wash up, then come eat!"

Chu Yuan smiled and nodded.

After quickly washing up, Chu Yuan came to the table and sat down. "Where did Uncle Zhang and the others go?"

Zhang Yan paused, a worried expression on her face, and said: "Father said it was going to rain in a couple of days, so he decided to continue harvesting the rice."

Hearing this, Chu Yuan frowned, but also sighed helplessly.

Although he knew the wilderness was currently very dangerous, he understood Zhang Xiangwen's actions.

After all, the village had only harvested about seventy percent of the rice. If they didn't continue, who knows how many people would starve to death next year.

Looking at the steamed bun on the table, Chu Yuan shook his head and said: "Sister Yaner, you eat it. I don't have an appetite!"

"How can that be? You still have injuries, and you can only recover by eating more."

Zhang Yan said anxiously, quickly handing the steamed bun over.

Looking at the steamed bun offered to him, Chu Yuan suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up slightly.

How could he have forgotten such an important matter?

Not enough food?

Isn't that easy to solve?

Wait, no!

It's hard to explain!

Chu Yuan sighed inwardly. Although he was grateful to the village for raising him and wanted to help solve the food shortage, it was really hard to explain!

Then again, if he were strong enough to fear no threat...

Why would he need to be so passive?

Do the strong need to explain their actions?

Seeing him daze off, Zhang Yan stuffed the steamed bun into his hand. "Brother Chu Yuan, eat quickly!"

Chu Yuan looked up at the innocent and kind young girl in front of him, and his heart warmed.

If he hadn't arrived, this steamed bun would probably have been exclusively hers, right?

Chu Yuan sighed softly, broke the steamed bun in half, and handed one half over.

"Sister Yaner, let's split it half and half, or else I won't feel right eating it!"

"Okay!"

This time, Zhang Yan did not refuse.

After the two finished the steamed bun, Chu Yuan stood up and said: "Let's go over to the Medical Hall."

"No..."

Zhang Yan quickly shook her head and said: "Father told us to close the doors and windows tightly. We aren't allowed to go anywhere today unless he comes back. We shouldn't open the door for anyone."

As soon as she said this, Chu Yuan's eyes instantly narrowed, and his gaze involuntarily swept toward the Medical Hall.

Zhang Yan merely mentioned it, but he had already realized the seriousness of the problem.

Human nature is the most terrifying thing!

What Zhang Xiangwen was worried about must be the injured people in the nearby Medical Hall!

With the Demonic Evil Qi unable to be removed and death certain, human nature could not withstand the test!

"Hoo!"

Chu Yuan let out a long breath and looked seriously at Zhang Yan. "Uncle Zhang is right, don't go anywhere today."

As he spoke, he stood up and took down a machete hanging nearby.

"Brother Chu Yuan, what are you doing?"

Chu Yuan's ears twitched. "Don't talk anymore, let's go straight to your room."

As he spoke, he glanced at the closed and barred doors and windows, and pulled Zhang Yan into the inner room.

Seeing his nervous expression, Zhang Yan's small face also grew a little tense.

"Brother Chu Yuan, did you notice something wrong?"

She whispered, her voice unconsciously carrying a hint of fear.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Chu Yuan comforted her softly, pulling her to sit gently on the edge of the bed.

Zhang Yan nodded, her small hand tightly gripping Chu Yuan's sleeve, still feeling nervous.

Just then, a sudden knock sounded from outside the door.

Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly widened. She quickly looked at Chu Yuan, her eyes filled with fear.

Chu Yuan quickly placed his index finger on his lips, signaling her to remain silent.

Zhang Yan nodded.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

"Yaner, are you home?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yan was about to speak, but Chu Yuan quickly reached out and covered her mouth.

He shook his head, signaling her not to talk.

The voice continued.

"Yaner, it's your Brother Shitou. My wound has burst open and is bleeding. Could you please help me treat it?"

Zhang Yan looked at Chu Yuan, blinking her large eyes, and Chu Yuan continued to shake his head.

The voice continued.

"She's not home, huh? In that case, I'll go find someone else for help!"

As he spoke, footsteps sounded from outside, gradually fading away.

Hearing the person leave, Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "It was Big Brother Zhao Shitou. His back was scratched, the injury is neither serious nor light."

Chu Yuan frowned, not expecting the girl to remove his hand and speak.

It was already too late to stop her again.

Now they were finished!

Sure enough, just as Chu Yuan thought of this, another voice came from outside the door.