Stunning Dragon Wife-Chapter 684 - 683: Mountain Overlord

Under the relentless efforts of the workers and villagers, the fruits and vegetables in the yard were all picked clean; however, what surprised everyone even more was that in the afternoon, the branches once again sprouted some small fruits, as if hinting at another bountiful harvest.

Zhang Xiaoshan found it increasingly magical.

"It seems that in addition to the diluting effect of the Spiritual Liquid, these seeds left by the Immortal Medical Sect are not simple either."

"It must have taken generations of dedication, I guess."

"It seems, there is hope for changing the situation in the village this time."

He was extremely excited.

However, standing behind him, Yu Xiuxiu’s mood was becoming more tangled, even somewhat lost.

She felt like she was increasingly becoming a burden to Zhang Xiaoshan.

At this rate, she would inevitably harm Zhang Xiaoshan sooner or later.

"Sister-in-law, what’s wrong?"

Seeing Yu Xiuxiu’s gloomy face, Zhang Xiaoshan asked with concern.

"Oh, I’m fine."

"I’m going to prepare dinner."

Yu Xiuxiu entered the kitchen.

...

The next day, Zhang Xiaoshan headed to the back mountain early in the morning.

He arrived at the Golden and Silver Flower Sea.

It was now deep autumn, and the previously blooming Gold and Silver Flowers had begun to wilt. If delayed any longer, they would likely be completely ruined.

"Looks like I should find an opportunity to harvest these Gold and Silver Flowers soon."

"Aoo aoo aoo..."

Suddenly, a dozen ferocious wolves advanced towards Zhang Xiaoshan.

Zhang Xiaoshan was just about to take action.

Once again, a long howl resounded through the woods

"Roar."

The sound was so loud that it was deafening, and the birds and animals in the mountains ran for their lives.

The dozen evil wolves surrounding Zhang Xiaoshan immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, shivering violently.

Soon, a huge white figure burst out of the dense forest and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoshan.

It was Little White Tiger.

Since the Little White Tiger mutated, it had become more formidable and intelligent, now comparable to a seven- or eight-year-old child.

Upon seeing Little White, the already trembling wolf pack was scared witless; they didn’t even have the energy to flee.

"Whoo..."

Little White stepped forward, baring its teeth at the wolf pack, which continued to whine, seemingly begging Little White for mercy.

"Let them go," Zhang Xiaoshan called out.

After scaring the wolf pack, Little White ignored them, and the wolves, seeing this, immediately scattered and fled at a breakneck speed.

Little White came before Zhang Xiaoshan, knelt down, rolled over, and rubbed against him like a gentle little cat, very adorable.

"It looks like, during this time, you have subdued the wild beasts in this back mountain and truly become the king of all beasts," Zhang Xiaoshan said, patting Little White’s forehead reassuringly.

But this was not surprising; an ordinary adult tiger was enough to dominate the mountains, let alone Little White, a mutated Divine Tiger. It could probably take on seven or eight Northeast Tigers without a problem.

"Are you going to see me off the mountain?" Zhang Xiaoshan ventured to ask Little White, who immediately lay down.

Zhang Xiaoshan mounted the tiger’s back, and Little White leapt up and sprinted forward.

Using a mutated Divine Tiger as a mount was a privilege unique to Zhang Xiaoshan.

Isn’t this more eye-catching than a Rolls-Royce?

"Beep beep beep..."

At the mountain pass, bidding farewell to Little White, Zhang Xiaoshan was about to head home when he suddenly heard his mobile phone ringing in his pocket.

Taking it out, there were notifications of over a dozen missed calls.

All from Baldy Liu.

The calls started coming in from just after eight in the morning.

But because Zhang Xiaoshan was in the mountains, there was no signal, and he couldn’t receive them.

The last message was a text.

"Divine Doctor Zhang, that son of a gun, Yang Qing, suddenly moved up the schedule; he wants me there tonight," the message read.

"I couldn’t reach you, so I had to go ahead. Please come and save me when you see this message."

"Address: Fuyuan Tea House, Yang City."

"This is urgent."

Zhang Xiaoshan put away his phone, rushed home to inform his sister-in-law, and drove straight to Yang City.

Yang City was some distance from White Dragon Village.

The journey was arduous: from mountain roads to village paths, then to county roads, turning onto national highways, and finally entering the freeway, it took four to five hours to reach the city area, and almost another hour to reach the destination.

When Zhang Xiaoshan arrived following the guidance of the navigation system, it was nearly six in the evening already, and in the late autumn season, it was already quite dark.

After parking his car by the roadside, he walked to the entrance of the Fuyuan Tea House.

Though called a teahouse, the place was large, featuring a yard with an antique-style architectural design, in which one could make out the silhouette of a three-story pavilion from afar.

Water systems flowed around it, adding a touch of elegance.

However, at this moment, the surroundings of the yard were encircled by people in three concentric layers.

All were black-clothed men holding weapons, each wielding shiny blades and axes.

And they seemed not to be from the same faction.

From their clothing and interactions, they appeared to belong to five or six different forces at least.

Several hundred people crowded the place, a dark mass.

Any passerby would avoid them from afar, taking a detour.

Zhang Xiaoshan alone walked towards the main door of the Fuyuan Tea House.

"Sanhe Gang is handling business here, irrelevant people are not allowed inside,"

Immediately, two men wielding long diagonal sabers blocked Zhang Xiaoshan, their gazes extremely fierce.