17 Head Homo

A whole week passed since Feng became Da Lok's apprentice. Although Da Lok only took his as such because they've become somewhat buddies, he saw that Feng really had an interest so he taught him while getting laughter on the way.

"We have twelve meridians in our body and they are located here, here, here..." Da Lok pointed at a patient's body and named each of them, "Each meridian is named after the location where they are mainly located such as here, the Lung Meridian. Easy right?"

"Oh, very easy." Feng nodded in understanding. Rumia could teach him this and she already did when he asked so it was easier for him to get it, "I wonder how we can develop a Dick Meridian. Cultivating it would be nice."

"Hahaha! Are you really just nine? You're like an old pervert to me."

"Hey! I'm not that old!"

"Hahaha! Not denying the pervert part eh?"

.....

"Once a cultivator reaches the late phase of Body Refinement Realm, they will be able to recover by themselves at a much faster pace. Although on the lower stages, they can still recover, if it's fatal, it's still fatal unlike at the last phase. The higher the cultivation level, the faster the recovery and the lesser fatal would injuries be. It also depends on how deep a person's cultivation is, not just how high."

Da Lok continued to explain.

"This patient is already at the Second Stage of Spirit Condensation Realm, right? Can I cut an arm to see how it works?" Feng immediately took the saw.

"Wait! Physicker Apprentice, stop!" the patient screamed.

"That's bad!" Da Lok shouted while laughing.

"Then just the neck."

"That's worse!" both the patient and Da Lok exclaimed. The former about to cry from fear while the latter about to cry from laughter.

...

"You even dare say his name like that. Call him Physicker!" Feng made an impression of Chongan, "Physicker Da Lok is the strongest clergy here. You are just brought to him because he has the closer tent!"

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Da Lok dropped to the ground, rolling, and slapping the floor.

Meanwhile, Changon heard it from the outside and had a face of confusion.

...

"These pills... I wonder if we put our balls in this bottle, would that make others choke on our balls?" Feng asked while inspecting one bottle.

"That's disgusting..." Da Lok said and looked at Feng.

"I still want my balls."

"Me too."

They made eye contact for a while before looking at the new patient and widely smiled.

"No... no...! No!" the patient screamed in horror.

....

"There are a lot of patients today, huh..." Da Lok dropped his ass on the chair and mentally rested.

Feng cleaned the bed first before lying on it.

"Maybe because they heard of the famous Physicker Apprentice..."

Da Lok only chuckled as he had been laughing all day. He looked at Feng and made him curious.

"Today's more hectic than before, how are you still not tired?"

"How am I not tired?" Feng replied while feigning exhaustion.

"Hmm... actually, I haven't no idea what you're cultivation is, Feng."

"Oh, it's the Fourth Stage of Refinement Body." Feng didn't hide it and immediately answered, shocking Da Lok.

After a week, Lin did reach the eighth stage but Feng was too busy learning from Da Lok and didn't have time to cultivate and make up for that missing 20%.

If he couldn't make a breakthrough before Lin, he will receive 160% instead but would only give him an excess of 70%, instead of 80% if he did make a breakthrough. But it's fine for Feng.

That little percentage means nothing if he successfully made Da Lok a contracted cultivator to the manual.

"Fourth Stage of Refinement Body?" Da Lok then looked into Feng and saw that it is true!

"Why didn't you check it from the start?" Feng asked.

"I guess you're nine so you don't know but it's common courtesy to ask first before looking."

"You're a bandit though?"

Da Lok shrugged his shoulders, "A cultivator first before a bandit."

On the next day, Da Lok received a surprise when the Head of the Fanged Tornado House went there!

This man is the boss over every single bandit there and everywhere he goes, he would be greeted with a bow, his name's Yong Li!

He had a sharp mustache. A handsome middle-aged man. Calmness was the first thing that could be seen from him. He wore gold plates everywhere, accentuating his fashion brightly. He had a muscular face and was as tall as Da Lok with wide shoulders.

"Head Yong Li, what brought you here?" Da Lok asked.

Although he was speaking towards his boss, he was polite but not that polite like others. But Yong Li was not offended at all, instead, he sternly smiled.

"Why would I visit you, Da Lok? Of course, I need someone in need of healing."

Yong Li said while the men behind him brought a man who had seemingly passed his middle age already. There were a lot of strands of white hair on his head. His face was pale, not because it was his natural color but he seemed debilitated of strength.

"Let me see this someone..." Da Lok took this man and placed him on the bed as if he's just an object.

"Argh..." the man lightly groaned.

"To make your job easy, I poisoned him. He's a troublesome swordsman who almost killed everyone on my squad." Yong Li said calmly.

"Everyone in your squad, head?!" Da Lok's eyes widened, "But aren't they all at late phase Mind Tempering Realm?"

"Yes, that's why this guy's troublesome. He's at the Ninth Stage but seemed stuck and will probably not reach the Fighter Protector Realm. Still, that made him stronger than others at the same level. I had to step in just to lock him."

Hearing Yong Li's words made the man's face slightly clench.

Yong Li then continued, "I have his cultivation restrained with our best Qi-Hampering Rope for now so he's at the Body Refinement Realm. But my poison's still in him and he will die at this rate. I still have a use for him so go cure him up for me."

"Sure, Head. But this will take more than a week... or even a month." Da Lok said after a brief observation.

"I know." Yong Li said and was about to leave when he spotted a little kid, "Who's this?"

"Oh, that kid, he's Feng and he's trying to become my apprentice." Da Lok patted Feng's shoulder and said to him, "Go greet the boss, he's Yong Li, the head of the Fanged Tornado House."

Feng bowed and ceremoniously greeted.

"Feng greets Head Yong Li."

Yong Li nodded and asked, "Why didn't I hear of it?"

"Well, he's just starting and I took my time observing him if he really got the talent and he has!" Da Lok smiled.

"Oh, very well. This is good. A second Physicker Da Lok. If only other slaves have this potential, we would be so much stronger now." Yong Li sighed as he shook his head, "Anyway, I'll be going now. Just report to me once that man's fully healed. Also, included in that report how well this little Physicker did."

Yong Li made eye contact with Feng and felt something amiss. However, he just ignored it and turned heels, exiting Da Lok's tent.

"Sure, Head Yong Li." Da Lok waved a hand. He then turned back to Feng and found something strange.

"Why do you seem... creepy?" he felt that Feng's smile was so fake that he looks like a mannequin that falls into that uncanny valley.

"Hm? Yes?" Feng responded but his expression didn't change.

But internally, Rumia was trying to fan the flame out.

[Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it. You know you're going to die if you do. We have a plan, right? The plan. Once you contracted Da Lok, you will escape then grow stronger then come back.]

"Umm... Feng? Kid, you alright?" Da Lok raised an eyebrow towards Feng.

Meanwhile, the man sitting on the bed saw the deep anger inside his eyes. The man's face shifts into that of interest.

After a moment, Feng finally let go of his thoughts.

'Thank you, Rumia, without you, I would've died like an idiot there.'

[Haysss, you're scary when you're angry.]

'What? I will be careful next time. What kind of a husband am I if my wife fears me?'

[Haha... who could be that wife?]

"Sorry, Uncle Da. I just dazed off because the boss seemed so powerful." Feng immediately reasoned.

"Is that so? Then I guess it's reasonable for you to act that way... maybe. Head Yong Li is at the Third Stage of Fighter Guardian already. He's a beast." Da Lok said while preparing to use a technique to slow down the poison within the man.

"Eat this, those are full of defensive energy to block the poison."

Since he's already poisoned, the man took what Da Lok gave him only after a brief pause and consumed it.

"Head Yong Li also looked kind of gay." Feng murmured which made Da Lok cover his mouth, restraining his laughter.

"Damn... haha... kid! What if the Head heard you!? Didn't I tell you the boss is at the Fighter Guardian Realm? He has greater senses!"

"But I really feel like he's gay." Feng said it as if there's nothing wrong with it.

Da Lok wanted to slap this kid as he was having trouble keeping his laughter within.

"Stop!" he exclaimed under his breath.

"Okay, then I will not call him gay anymore."

Da Lok finally sighed all his laughter away.

"I will just call him homosexual." Feng continued, making Da Lok drop on the ground.

"Hm... hmhm..! Hmph... hm!" Feng and Da Lok looked at the man who seemed to be restraining his laughter too.

"Head homo." Feng muttered which made the old man's hand jerk and cover his mouth. His shoulders were trembling.

"Boss of all homosexuals."

"Pfft-!" the old man trembled as nerves popped out of his forehead and neck, trying to keep it in. But his sharp exhales and curved eyes say it all.

Far from the tent, Yong Li's movement slowed down several times now. His face was twitching in both amusement and anger. He pondered if he killed the kid right now, wouldn't that just confirm Feng's words. Also, what reason would he give Da Lok for doing it?

What he can only do is feign ignorance and continue walking.

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