By the time Zhang Xiaohua bid farewell to Li Jinfeng and returned to Creek Villa, it was nearing noon. The medicinal fields were deserted, as the martial arts conference for the Piaomiao Sect was imminent, a matter that would determine the disciples' futures. Even the likes of captain He Tianshu, let alone Nie Xiaoer and the others, significantly reduced their time spent in the medicinal fields.
Fortunately, the medicinal plants in the fields grew strong and thriving. Apart from weeding and other miscellaneous tasks, it wasn't too tedious. Zhang Xiaohua didn't mind doing a little extra work.
After tending to the medicinal fields, Zhang Xiaohua sat atop a ridge, carefully taking out the Wild Bull Power manual that Zhang Xiaohu had given him.
