"Lu Fang, I thought about it. You’re going to stay here for a long time, so not having a house would be quite bothersome. Why don’t you build your own house?" Fengyu smiled as he took him out of the villa, pointing at a small axe he had put next to a large tree.

"Build my own house?" Lu Fang asked, confused, not really getting what he meant.

"Exactly, build your own house." Fengyu nodded again, leading him to the axe and pointing at the tree.

"You see this tree? It’s over a hundred years old. Well, with spiritual power, the trees usually grow faster. A mortal tree will quickly absorb spiritual power and grow, becoming a Spirited Tree in just ten years. This tree has probably been here for three, making it a mortal tree around three hundred years old. Although it’s a bit cheap, after all, this is the first time you’re building a house, so it’s best to start with simple materials!" Fengyu explained while circling the tree, admiring this beautiful oak tree.

The tree’s bark was like flakes, easily pulled off.

"This tree is very suited for a small house, though... well, a single tree isn’t enough to build a house. But don’t worry, there are many of these trees here, so you can simply cut more to build your house!" he explained with a smile as he moved around the tree and told him about how to cut it best.

Lu Fang was confused for a long time, his mind drifting off.

When he woke up again, he saw himself actually holding an axe and hacking a tree, his hands rather weak.

Only his left hand could function properly, while his right hand... it was weak and barely held the axe, the action only a matter of familiarity rather than usefulness.

But as he hacked the tree, a feeling of anticipation washed over him.

Using this tree, could he build his own house?

Since he was born, everything was handed to him - his courtyard, his food, his items...

All he had to do was cultivate and learn, and gradually rise to become his mother’s most precious son.

He wasn’t a single child. There were two older siblings and three younger ones. His mother and father were both cultivators, but his father passed away of old age five years ago, which was the point in time when his mother became stricter in her teachings.

She made them learn everything more sternly and produce better results.

Initially, he was overworked, but gradually he got used to it and was able to do it just fine.

The only issue was...

In his heart, pressure built on, and the competition between him and his second brother became fierce.

Later they made a bet - go out into the mountains and hunt the strongest beast. The winner would gain respect and would either become a follower or no longer have to call the other ’big brother’.

Although this was harmful to internal harmony, since they kept it to themselves, their mother never got to know about it and just thought they wanted to experience life.

She had given them many items and protective treasures, telling them to only hunt weak beasts.

If it wasn’t for the fact that someone had to oversee the second-stage sheep at all times, then she would’ve followed behind them the whole process.

Only when she saw that it was two children of hers going out together and helping each other did she finally deign and accept their move.

Now...

He himself went out to hunt a tiger beast, a strong beast in the forest.

Initially, he only wanted to hunt a single tiger, hoping to flee after killing it and taking the corpse.

Unfortunately, tigers live in families, a fact he had overseen because of his spoiled learning.

So when he attacked a tiger and used various means to nearly kill it, thinking he could do it fast, another tiger came out -

But this wasn’t just a normal tiger, it was a low-grade second-stage tiger, the parent of this tiger cub he was fighting!

The power difference was immense and this wasn’t a casual strike but an extremely strong strike.

So, the result was obvious -

This single strike cut a part of his shoulder and artery, while the claw also pulled out the artery in his leg!

Such an injury would’ve killed him right away if he stayed any longer.

In his last moment of sanity, he could only use the teleportation talisman his mother gave him and the other communication talisman to call his brother!

He teleported away and his brother found him a bit later, heavily injured, laying on the ground.

After all, it was two brothers who were simply competing about who deserved more respect - something normal among cultivators who respected strength and not seniority. If they had been fully-fledged creation masters, they would’ve competed in that...

But after all, young people are impulsive and they can only admire battle masters who fight man on beast, rising in adversity and becoming kings in their small regions.

In the end, this had led to this life and death scenario!

The brother called his mother quickly while using various pills to help his brother survive.

When the mother arrived, she acted quickly and took her son to the doctor, where he was treated for a month before he was finally dismissed.

They told her about how healing would have high requirements, and even healing the shoulder would require the effort of a second-stage healer with high acumen. The wait time was at least a year and the healing would also take at least a year. After all, the healer wouldn’t focus on him solely, so everything would take a long time.

In the end, she tried her luck in the neighbourhood gathering.

Who knew she actually found a healer!

Fengyu, who was the benefactor of this small family without knowing it, was simply gesturing to the man and telling him how to properly hack a tree...