"Yes, find Uncle He. Uncle He will definitely have a way to help you recover. Demon King, hold on."
...
The location of the crane demon's cave dwelling is a famous scenic spot with a lake in the distance. By the lake, there is a wooden house with a wooden carved plaque hanging above it. The plaque reads "He Family Clinic," featuring a very modern style.
"Uncle He, hurry and save him! Save the Demon King!"
The voice arrived before the demon.
A rough, booming voice echoed out, followed by Hu Weifeng, carrying the unconscious Bai Li, rushing into the clinic at high speed.
He Liatian was busy fiddling with the herbs in his hands. Upon hearing this, he looked up and saw Demon King Bai Li, his expression changed. He quickly took a few steps forward, and upon seeing Bai Li's near-death state, his heart sank. He immediately gave orders.
"Quick, place him on the stone bed first."
"Uncle He, hurry and stop the bleeding. I'm afraid if we delay any longer, the Demon King will really be beyond saving," Hu Weifeng said anxiously as he placed Bai Li down.
"Hey, don't rush me."
Rushing made him even busier.
He Liatian quickly examined Bai Li, then turned to find several herbs from a wooden cabinet, busied himself with them, and quickly stuffed them into Bai Li's mouth.
"Uncle He, how is the Demon King?" Bai Hu Bai Qian asked anxiously.
"His internal organs are severely damaged, and his soul is gravely injured. I can only use medicine to keep his life hanging by a thread. It's already a miracle that he's alive. Whether he can survive in the future depends on himself. If only I had learned more human medical skills back then. Perhaps I would have had more methods, but alas..."
Alas, although demons could cultivate back then, no one thought of diverting from cultivation to study medicine. His current level of Traditional Chinese Medicine was learned from a few TCM books passed down from his father.
As for his father's medical books, according to his father's own account, they were given to him by a human girl. That human girl had also helped considerably to prevent his father, who had already transformed into human form, from being captured and forcibly contracted. In the end, she was even severely injured.
He Liatian realized his thoughts had drifted and quickly pulled them back, sighing in his heart.
The assembled demons fell silent upon hearing this.
They knew what Uncle He meant but hadn't said, yet none of them continued to discuss human cultivators.
Because, currently, the demon cultivators in the demon realm were basically divided into three factions: the hardliners, the neutralists, and the new generation.
The hardliners were composed of a small number of older demon cultivators and some of their descendants. They detested human cultivators, believing them to be utterly wicked. In the past, human cultivators had conducted experiments and forcibly contracted demon cultivators, killing many of their companions.
The new generation faction consisted of a small number of old demons and many young demons of the new generation. Some of them had been cared for by kind human cultivators, while others had heard stories from the older generation demons.
The neutral faction stood between the two, believing that human cultivators, like demon cultivators, had good and bad individuals, and one could not condemn all human cultivators with a single blow. Human technology could also be learned. Technology itself was neither good nor bad; its goodness or badness depended entirely on how the user employed it.
Uncle He, He Liatian, was a firm neutralist, and there were other faction members present.
If they were to start debating as they had in the past, they would still reach no conclusion, and in the end, not only would they part on bad terms, but it would also affect the Demon King's recovery and rest.
Seeing the demons fall silent, Uncle He sighed again in his heart, his hands not stopping their work with the herbs.
"You all find some young demons to watch over the Demon King. Every three hours, feed him this medicine. Then, send some young demons out with me to find herbs, as we are running short."
He Liatian showed them the appearance of the herbs they needed to find.
Soon, the demons began to act. Those who were to watch the Demon King did so, and those who were to form teams to find herbs went out.
Bai Qian, the next Demon King, led a team, He Liatian led a team, and the other demons also set off in several groups.
...
"Grandpa He is indeed skilled. He can still keep the Demon King's life hanging by a thread. I thought the Demon King was definitely done for in that state," a little pig demon exclaimed as it walked, its tone carrying a hint of unperceived praise and admiration.
"You brat. What's so great about him? He can't cure him anyway, only prolong his agony? Human things are still useless. What? Do you also think humans are good now? Our ancestors said that human cultivators ate many of our ancestors. There are no human cultivators in the demon realm now, but that doesn't mean it never happened. We should hate human cultivators," Pig Gang Lie grunted a couple of times, his tone expressing his dislike for human cultivators.
"Dad, but in the demon realm, we who are weak are also easily eaten by other demons, especially those who haven't transformed yet. The Demon King said that this world is about the survival of the fittest, and only the strong survive. As long as we cultivate diligently and don't slack off, and become stronger, no demon will eat us. It's like some chicken demons."
The group of little pigs following behind nodded secretly.
Pig Gang Lie was choked by the little kids' words and didn't know what to say. He quickly used his usual tactic of stir-fried bamboo shoots.
"Hey, you bunch of little brats don't know anything and are arguing with me here. Just show off. One day, when human cultivators come and turn you into braised pork with noodles, you'll know fear." Saying this, he picked up a small stick from the ground and was about to hit the group of little brats.
"Dad, why do you keep bringing up braised pork with noodles? You always scare us with that. Those pigs who can't cultivate are different from us, and besides, don't we eat meat too?"
Zhu Qiangqiang, a little piglet who had transformed into a young boy's appearance, grunted a couple of times to defend himself. Fearing physical punishment, he quickly led his companions to run away. At the same time, he didn't forget to pick up and take away any herbs they found.
The demons collected quite a lot of herbs. Just as they were about to head back along the river, a sudden change occurred.
The surging Yellow River ahead seemed to be ripped apart. In the wide river, land instantly appeared. On the land stood several tall buildings and houses, extremely bizarre.
"Huh? My god, Dad, several tall buildings just appeared out of nowhere up ahead?" Zhu Qiangqiang pointed into the distance, his face filled with disbelief. Then, he read the words on the buildings one by one.
"Hao, Yun, Lai, Fast Food? Jia Le Fu Supermarket? Movie Theater...?"
"Aren't these human shops? How did they get here?"
"I heard that humans have a lot of delicious food."
"Could it be that human cultivators have arrived in our demon realm?"
"How could this appear in the Yellow River?"
The little piglet jabbered excitedly, his eyes filled with curiosity, while Pig Gang Lie was shocked, his eyes wide, and his heart sank.
"This is bad. Are human technologies already this advanced?"
"Da Qiang, you're fast. Go back quickly and inform Bai Qian about the situation here. Zhao Mei, quickly take Lai Mei, Pan Mei, Wang Mei, Yuan Mei, and Bao Zhu to find a place to hide. Don't come out unless I call you."
The young demons could hear the seriousness in his tone.