Chapter 349 (1/2)

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Xia Hamlet was a hamlet within Wu Town's territory. It was a very remote hamlet surrounded by mountains on all sides. In this hamlet, practically everyone had the Xia surname. Most of the inhabitants were hunters, and they lived simple lives.

Xia Datang, a Transformation Realm cultivator, was the head of the hamlet. He enjoyed great prestige, and his words were basically the law. Whatever he said, people followed.

He was a nice person who would be willing to suffer personal losses just so others in the hamlet could have some food on the table. He was strong yet did not bully the weak, and was ever willing to help others. He was a rarely seen genuinely nice person, and it was this very nice person that was currently in a troubled position.

Three days ago when he led a group of hunters from the hamlet out on a hunting trip, they had encountered a Great Demon, and in order to protect the others as they escaped, he had been gravely injured.

Presently, a lot of villagers were gathered in the hamlet head's residence. Everyone had arrived with their prized herbs, hoping to help Xia Datang recover from his injuries. It was evident that Xia Datang enjoyed the love of the people. The moment something happened to him, so many people stepped up to help. It was quite a moving scene.

In the house, a slim young woman was sobbing beside a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was none other than Xia Datang. He had an ordinary look and a robust body. His abdomen was currently bandaged, and there were numerous blood stains on it. It was quite clear that his injuries were not light.

The young woman beside him was about 15 to 16 years old. She had an oval, lively face. Her crude outfit showcased her slim figure and made it seem as if one could easily snap her slim waist. This was Xia Yingying, Xia Datang's daughter. She was currently weeping helplessly, looking incredibly pitiful.

Xia Datang, lying on a bed made of animal hide, opened his eyes and said weakly, ”Yingying, what are you crying for? Your father is not as weak as you think. I will be well soon.”

”Father, you need to get well soon! I'm very scared!” weeped Xia Yingying as she gripped Xia Datang's hand.

”What are you afraid of? I'm already awake. Everything will be fine,” said Xia Datang. He then looked at an old man beside him. ”Old Father, tell the villagers to leave. I won't die so easily. Tell them to not worry about me.”

This old man wasn't exactly Xia Datang's father, but he was the oldest inhabitant of the Xia Hamlet, and everyone called him Old Father as a sign of respect. Old Father was about 80 years old. He was a hunchback and had a frail figure and looked incredibly weak. His pair of muddy eyes were looking straight at Xia Datang as he replied, ”Ok. Since you feel fine, I will tell them to leave. Everyone is worried about you. You're very important to everyone here.”

Old Father walked slowly and exited the room. Outside, he told the villagers, ”Go back, everyone. The head is awake. He said that he won't die so easily. Don't worry, everyone.”

”That's great news! I knew the head would be fine! He is so strong; nothing will happen to him!”

”That's right. The head is a kind person. A kind person usually enjoys a long life. Not even a demonic beast can hope to end his life prematurely! Old Father, I have some healing herbs here. I'll leave them here. Please pa.s.s it to the head.”

”Old Father, I have a piece of snake meat. Make a soup out of it for the head. It will be good for his body.”

”I have half a stalk of a 100-year-old ginseng here. It is very good for healing. Remember to get the head to eat it! He has helped us a lot these few years. We can't let him suffer alone without helping!”

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One could say that help arrived from all directions. The Xia Hamlet was displaying an incredible display of selflessness. The villagers left their prized possessions one after another, leaving Old Father in tears.

”Xia Datang is the perfect example of how a head should be,” he lamented.

Just as the villagers were about to leave, some noise suddenly rang out from outside the residence.

”Warning! Warning! Bandits are attacking! Everyone, kill the enemies!” shouted a villager.