Chapter 1: The Storm is Coming
Yilong Town was just a small town, with only three main streets, seven side streets, and a slum area. Li Wudao, dressed in a green robe and carrying a bamboo basket, walked along the main road leading to the exit of Yilong Town.
The buildings on both sides are ancient, a little dusty and a bit desolate. Even the signboard of Huafenglou, the largest restaurant in Yilong Town, is worn out.
Yilong Town is a small town, its only drawback being its rich history, nestled at the foot of Yilong Mountain. On weekdays, the town is sparsely populated, and Geren couldn't understand why it suddenly became so lively.
The endless sounds of hawking made the originally lifeless Yilong Town become full of vitality.
Many warriors wielding swords and guns appeared. They were all strong and powerful, with a murderous aura, and looked cold and fierce, giving people an impression that no strangers could get close to them.
At this moment, a warrior lord rode his horse along the main street, whipping his whip and roaring past with great momentum. Li Wudao quickly turned aside, not daring to face the warrior lord's arrogance.
He was just an ordinary man, born with a blocked Dantian. In this world where the strong were respected, he didn't even have the qualifications to practice cultivation and was destined to live a mediocre life.
"Oh, this guy is here too!"
"Flying Axe Huang Tao, holding two axes, rushes down like a waterfall!"
On the third floor of Huafeng, a group of foreign warriors were conversing. Their energy and blood were vigorous, their words were filled with powerful aura, and their brows and eyes were raised, with a hint of disdain towards the residents of Yilong Town.
They are all powerful warriors, but in a small town like Yilong Town, where martial arts fortune is declining, how many warriors are there?
In the eyes of warriors, there are only two kinds of people: one is the powerful warrior, and the other is like Li Wudao, those useless people with no cultivation.
Li Wudao watched Huang Tao riding away on his horse, a hint of envy in his eyes. Huang Tao was a man of great fame and promise, with two axes gleaming coldly behind him, nicknamed the Flying Axe. He was a formidable warrior.
"It's ridiculous that a straw dog would admire the stars!"
Huafeng Tower was the tallest building in Yilong Town, but it only had three floors. A martial artist with advanced skills lived upstairs. He noticed Li Wudao's envious look on his face and casually mocked him.
He is a powerful warrior, while Li Wudao is just an ordinary man. He doesn't care and acts recklessly.
Li Wudao, insulted, dared not turn around and glare. He could only tighten the bamboo basket and walk out of Yilong Town. Under the scorching summer sun, his clenched fists spoke of the silent anger in his heart.
Warriors are unrestrained, and their powerful force gives them the power of life and death. If a common man dares to challenge a warrior, he will surely end up miserably!
"Kuyi grass... I hope I can pick it!" Looking back at the town gate, Li Wudao sighed.
He was a hawker who had a small stall on a side street in Yilong Town, making a living by collecting and selling herbs. Although he lived a poor life, he was happy and carefree.
Unfortunately, the local hooligans saw that he was weak and could be bullied, so they started to cause trouble for him. They needed Li Wudao to give them the bitter ointment to remove the poison from their leader. Otherwise, they would smash Li Wudao's stall and make it impossible for him to do business.
"Everything is because I'm not strong enough!" Li Wudao was very familiar with Yilong Mountain. There was a pond there, and he sat beside it to rest. Thinking of those rogues, Li Wudao clenched his fists and muttered angrily.
He also wanted to practice, become a powerful warrior, and change his fate. But he was born unable to practice, and could only be a waste.
Although Li Wudao often said self-deprecatingly: It's good to not fight or compete, and be a waste.
But there is nothing we can do about it!
If one could cultivate and possess the potential to compete, who would be willing to fall behind? Kings, princes, generals, and ministers are all born with a special talent; they must give it a try!
"A great opportunity has appeared in the Kujing Mountains, attracting countless warriors to compete for martial arts. Maybe this is my chance!" Looking at his reflection in the pool, Li Wudao thought to himself while clenching his fists.
The small pond nestled in the emerald green of the mountains was small, yet its waters seemed bottomless. Surrounded by trees, it was filled with the constant chirping of cicadas and the croaking of frogs in the summer. Li Wudao's reflection was thin and gaunt, dressed in a simple green robe. His face was unremarkable, but his eyes gleamed with a gleam of brilliance.
Yilong Mountain, a hundred feet high, towers into the clouds. It is home to a multitude of plants and wild animals, including many rare herbs, a gift from heaven to the residents of Yilong Town. Yilong Mountain is the only entrance to the Kujing Mountain Range, akin to a dragon's head.
Warriors need to fight for their fortune in the Kujing Mountains, and Yilong Town is naturally a must-go. And where there is fighting, there are casualties. Li Wudao is the only medicine vendor in the town.
There is no need to say much about the benefits, but if there is not enough capital, it is difficult to predict whether it will be a blessing or a disaster.
A great opportunity appeared in the Kujing Mountains, warriors were rampant, and the situation was turbulent. While Li Wudao sensed the opportunity, he also saw a hint of danger.
The sun was blazing overhead, but Li Wudao had found shelter in the shade of an old tree, which provided a welcome coolness. Listening to the chorus of frogs in the nearby pond, Li Wudao took out a dry pancake, ate a few bites, and then hurried off to gather herbs.
Kuyi grass was very rare, but he had seen it once in Yilong Mountain. Unfortunately, he had rushed home overnight and was in such a hurry that he didn't remember its exact location.
Following the vague memories in his mind, Li Wudao searched all the way. He did not pick the bitter grass, but he did pick a lot of other herbs.
"One-eyed dragon! This martial luck grass belongs to me!" A man's roar came from not far away. His voice was full of energy and it was obvious that he was a warrior.
When Li Wudao heard the conversation, he quickly put the collected herbs into a bamboo basket and quietly walked over.
He seemed to have transformed into a wild wolf, keenly smelling the scent of blood!
"Hmph! I was wondering who it was? It's Master Lan! You want this Martial Fortune Grass too? You should ask my brothers first!" Li Wudao hid behind an old tree, watching the confrontation between two groups a hundred meters away. The one-eyed man, leading one of the groups, stared fiercely at a herb not far from the two sides' feet, his eyes brimming with greed.
Li Wudao couldn't see the herbs on the ground clearly from a distance of a hundred meters. But he was shocked to hear the name "Martial Fortune Grass"!
Martial Fortune Grass is extremely precious, otherwise the two warriors wouldn't be fighting against each other. Li Wudao knew the reputation of Martial Fortune Grass, but he explained the benefits of taking Martial Fortune Grass.
Taking Wuyun Grass could potentially grant someone ten years of cultivation, a stroke of luck, or even a sudden enlightenment, with countless uses. Li Wudao had even heard of people who couldn't cultivate, but after taking Wuyun Grass, they suddenly realized something and embarked on the path of cultivation!
The current temptation of the Martial Luck Grass to Li Wudao was absolutely unprecedented. With a bit of luck, and the help of the Martial Luck Grass to clear his Dantian, he could shed his reputation as a loser and become a warrior with limitless potential!
"This is...!" Just as Li Wudao was thinking about the benefits of becoming a warrior, he was distracted in the blink of an eye, and a sudden change occurred, causing him to exclaim in surprise.
The two sides fought fiercely for the Wuyun Grass. During the fight, the Wuyun Grass was knocked away and fell right in front of the old tree where Li Wudao was hiding.
At this moment, Li Wudao was only half a step away from Wuyuncao!
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