Chapter 15: Opportunity

Today, Elder Zhiming's meditation chamber was unusually lively.

A straw mat was spread across the floor, upon which a row of naked men lay side by side—some prone, some reclining—neatly arranged shoulder to shoulder.

At the front of the line was the venerable, white-haired Zhou Tong; at the end, a ruddy-faced youth barely sporting any hair.

In the middle stood Lu Junyi, Cai Qing, and Yue Fei, all queued patiently for Elder Zhiming to personally change their bandages.

While tending to Zhou Tong’s wounds, Elder Zhiming mumbled incessantly: “Even if my medicine is miraculous, you must still rest quietly. Especially you, nephew Lu, if you plan to travel, wait at least three days. Within these three days, avoid exertion—no riding horses, no combat, and certainly no reckless behavior…”

Meanwhile, outside the courtyard, Cai Fu and Yan Qing were secretly plotting to hunt.

“Brother, crave some game meat?” Yan Qing grinned, patting the Sichuan crossbow at his waist. “Little brother will hunt a couple of pheasants to go with your wine!”

Cai Fu laughed: “Let’s go together then!”

So, Cai Fu took up his ghost-head saber, Yan Qing gripped his crossbow, and the two circled around the thatched hut, heading toward the mountains behind.

“How strange!” Yan Qing remarked after they had traveled some distance. “Brother, I’m not boasting—usually, with just three short bolts from my crossbow, I never return empty-handed from the wilds. At night in the city, I slay at least a hundred insects!”

“Yet today is odd. Could it be that the mountains here have no game…”

Before he could finish, a terrified scream pierced the air from among the jagged rocks ahead:

“Help—”

Cai Fu and Yan Qing’s hearts tightened. Without hesitation, their instincts propelled them forward to investigate.

They dashed into the rocky crags and spotted a mountain spring, where two villagers lay collapsed beside wooden buckets.

Recognizing Cai Fu and Yan Qing, the villagers shouted hurriedly: “Heroes! A giant serpent! There’s a huge snake!”

Cai Fu drew his treasured saber and rushed to shield the villagers.

Yan Qing’s eyes lit up as he raised his crossbow: “Where is the serpent?”

“Over there!” the villagers pointed upward.

Cai Fu and Yan Qing looked up to see a stone cliff behind the spring. About three meters high was a rocky cave, from which protruded the massive head of a serpent!

This was no ordinary snake.

Its gaze blazed fiercely, smoke billowing from its nostrils!

Drool, translucent and dripping, fell drop by drop into the spring below.

“Hiss—”

Upon seeing the giant serpent, Cai Fu involuntarily drew a sharp breath—not from fear, but from exhilaration!

This mountain, Lichuan, held a rare opportunity—a fate tied to Yue Fei. Cai Fu had no intention of seizing that fortune for himself.

Originally, he planned to wait until Yue Fei recovered, then find an excuse to bring him here to claim the chance, earning his favor.

Unexpectedly, while out hunting with Yan Qing, they stumbled upon it by accident.

Before Cai Fu could fully process this, Yan Qing instinctively pulled the trigger, sending an arrow flying toward the serpent’s head.

“Whizz—”

The short bolt shimmered with a cold gleam and struck the serpent’s head—but with a sharp “ting,” it bounced off!

The serpent’s golden scales were impenetrable; the arrow could not harm it, only rousing its fury.

“Whoosh—”

In an instant, sand and stones scattered as a dense mist enveloped the area. The serpent’s copper-like eyes shot forth twin golden beams!

It opened its blood-red maw wide, then lunged like an arrow released from a bow straight at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing’s face paled as he swiftly executed an iron-bridge maneuver, letting the serpent leap over his head.

Yet to his surprise, the serpent adjusted midair and transformed its attack into a throw!

Its gaping mouth aimed directly at Yan Qing’s arched belly, as if intent on piercing through to devour his innards!

Cold sweat broke out on Yan Qing’s brow—there was no time to dodge, and he cursed his luck silently.

At this critical moment, Cai Fu surged forward with lightning speed and grabbed the serpent’s tail.

A tremendous force shook his arms as the serpent thrashed violently, trying to break free and soar into the sky.

But a name is more than just a word. Like Qin Ming, nicknamed “Thunderbolt Fire” for his fiery temper, or Hua Rong, called “Little Li Guang” for his sharpshooting, Cai Fu’s moniker, “Iron Arm,” reflected the thousand-pound strength in his limbs.

Gritting his teeth, Cai Fu held fast.

After a tense struggle, the serpent’s resistance waned, and Cai Fu gradually gained the upper hand.

Seizing the moment, Cai Fu shouted and swung the serpent’s tail, smashing it against the nearby stone cliff!

With a thunderous crash like a mountain collapsing, Cai Fu blinked and realized the “tail” he held was no serpent appendage but a carved golden spear!

Had Cai Fu not grabbed this golden spear in time, its sharp tip would have pierced Yan Qing’s belly!

Incredible!

Just as described in the “Complete Tales of Yue”!

Panting, Cai Fu examined the spear carefully.

The golden spear was about six feet long, with the four characters “Lichuan Divine Spear” engraved on its shaft.

“By heavens!”

Suddenly, two villagers behind him screamed. Cai Fu turned to see the spring had dried up—completely without a drop of water!

Only then did Cai Fu notice an inscription on a nearby boulder: “Lichuan Rare Treasure,” penned by none other than Su Dongpo.

“Brother!”

From behind, Yan Qing’s voice called out.

Cai Fu turned again to find Yan Qing already kneeling.

“Thank you, brother, for saving my life. Yan Qing will never forget this kindness!”

Tears brimmed in Yan Qing’s eyes.

Previously, he had sworn allegiance to Cai Fu for Lu Junyi’s sake; now, it was for himself.

“We are brothers—no need for such formality,” Cai Fu replied, helping Yan Qing to his feet.

At the same time, the villagers also knelt, bowing and exclaiming: “True heroes are gods incarnate!”

This scene struck them deeply. Cai Fu was nothing less than a deity descended to earth, banishing demons and monsters!

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