Chapter 74 - Secrets of the Crazy Cultivator (1/2)

Commander Qin nods with a smile, “You’re right. I have met the crazy cultivator.”

Almost every student in the State of Huaxia is familiar with the phase of history Commander Qin tells. The state was established in 1949, and then the war to resist the U.S. and aid Korea broke out.

Commander Qin was only a teenager when he was ordered by his father to join the army. He went to Korea with the army, and back then, he was a soldier of the lowest rank who had to fight in the front row.

“One time, the regiment I was in was besieged by the U.S. army. In order to strike back, we split up into several groups and laid in ambush in the mountains… It was a hot summer, and I remembered feeling dehydrated. The U.S. army attacked, and I just shot back randomly. All of a sudden, I pa.s.sed out because of severe heartache. And I woke up one night…”

Commander Qin woke up one night. He found himself lying in the wild under the stars. There was no wound on his chest and the U.S. army was nowhere near him. A gust of wind blew. He a.s.sumed that he was on the peak of a mountain, or else he wouldn’t be so close to the sky.

There was a time when Commander Qin doubted that he was dead. Otherwise, his limbs wouldn’t be so numb while his chest was intact. Then he smelled the fragrance of medicine. Fortunately, he could move his neck and he looked to his right— A man in blue frock was stewing something.

Commander Qin immediately realized that this man might be the crazy cultivator that his father told him about. The man seemed to notice that he was awake and turned around. Under the moonlight, the man looked to be in his fifties. He was slovenly and discursive.

Commander Qin was sure that the crazy cultivator had saved him. He said, “Thank you for saving my life.” All of his family members knew that the crazy cultivator was somehow related to Jiang Mingyue, but nothing was ever confirmed. As a result, Commander Qin wasn’t sure of how to address the man.

“I didn’t mean to save you! I came here to collect ginseng and happened to see a strange one. I used you to test its toxicity. You’re just lucky to be alive now!” The crazy cultivator sneered and refused to admit that he specially came to save the Qin’s boy.

Commander Qin didn’t believe in the man’s words. However, the crazy cultivator seemed impatient in making conversations. He poured a bowl of medical soup from the pot and poured it into Commander Qin’s mouth. Warmth rose instantly in his body. Commander Qin guessed that the medical soup was made of the “strange ginseng” the man just talked about and he was grateful. An hour later, his numb limbs could move thanks to the warmth.

The crazy cultivator wanted to leave since he knew the boy was alright.

Commander Qin was aware that the man could go really fast. He rolled over and started to kowtow, “Master, can you take me as your prentice? I am able to bear all the hards.h.i.+p.” Commander Qin had no way to stop the cultivator from leaving so he came up with this excuse.

The crazy cultivator turned around and jeered, “You’re just a trash who doesn’t have the Taoist root. How dare you try to learn spells of the mortals! You are ridiculous!”

Commander Qin kept kowtowing, “You keep talking about the Taoist root. You said to my father once that he was also a trash without the Taoist root. However, my grandmother had it, but you blamed her for marrying my grandfather. Now I don’t have the Taoist root… Master, these two words have confused my family for three generations. Can you please enlighten me about it?”

The crazy cultivator was moved by Commander Qin’s sincerity, or he decided to change his mind because Commander Qin mentioned his grandmother, Jiang Mingyue. The cultivator actually stopped after hesitating for a while.