Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 118 - 104: White Ape’s Friendship

As Lu Chang’sheng finished speaking, the White Ape leapt up from the ground, turned back, and charged straight at the black giant python.

Seeing this, Lu Chang’sheng picked up the mother macaque.

With medical mastery, he could tell the mother’s condition at a glance, and would never worsen her injuries with his actions.

If one of those ordinary monkeys attempted this, there was no way they could pull it off like he did.

Here, two True Qi Realm beings even stronger than Hong Yuan were locked in deadly combat. The mother macaque couldn’t stay, so he needed to move her somewhere safer.

Freed from the burden of the mother, the White Ape fought with far fewer scruples, battling the black python to a stalemate.

"First, stop the bleeding!"

Lu Chang’sheng landed on a large stone with the mother, took out fresh herbs, and with a pulse of his True Qi, transformed them into a sticky green salve that he carefully applied to several wounds.

The injuries were draining her vitality, so he had to seal these leaks.

The next step was a caesarean surgery.

Childbirth—this was the true reason the mother was at death’s door.

Lu Chang’sheng already had a plan in mind, and selected a few useful herbs from his stash.

A trace of hesitation flickered across his face.

"This anesthetic lacks a few key ingredients. At best, it’ll work half the time. I don’t know if you’ll be able to endure the pain."

He spoke, gazing down at the mother macaque before him.

The pain of surgery isn’t something most creatures can withstand. If she struggled because of it, then even his medical mastery would be for nothing.

"No use worrying... I’ll do what I can and let fate decide!"

He put aside his doubts, refined the anesthetic with his True Qi, then injected it into her wounds. He snapped off the tip of his spear for a scalpel, and began the caesarean.

Years ago, to complete the Anshi Book, he’d traversed the medical halls of Black Mountain Prefecture, collecting knowledge through all means, and had obtained texts covering cranial, abdominal, and bone-repair surgeries.

So, this was not uncharted territory for him.

Half an hour later, Lu Chang’sheng wiped sweat off his brow, looked up, and saw the White Ape nearby, covered in blood and slumped on a stone.

In front of Lu Chang’sheng, the mother lay bloodied, her abdomen open wide.

The White Ape didn’t understand the meaning of all this; its eyes flashed with savage light, and it believed Lu Chang’sheng was harming its mate.

But just then, the previously motionless mother macaque struggled to turn her head, her gaze soft, a hint of reassurance in her eyes.

The White Ape wailed, then stilled, dropping to its knees in the forest and bowing fervently.

"Don’t worry."

Lu Chang’sheng spoke gently, gazing at the mother with admiration.

All creatures have spirit; even an ordinary mother like this one turned unyieldingly strong at the birth of her child.

The pain of surgery—she’d endured it all.

Looking up, he saw the misty rain in the forest had stopped. It was as if even the heavens wished for the little White Ape to live.

Drawing a deep breath, he bent back over the work.

Half an hour passed. Suddenly, a strange cry rang out.

Lu Chang’sheng looked at the new life cradled in his hands, and a smile broke over his face.

"Brother White Ape, I have not failed you!"

Not far off, the White Ape watched, eyes brimming with tears, slowly edging closer, careful not to disturb.

"Rest assured—the mother and child are both safe!"

Lu Chang’sheng laughed aloud.

The White Ape, ecstatic, beat its chest loudly, never minding its own wounds.

Rivers of blood spilled out from the White Ape as it roared—Lu Chang’sheng couldn’t help but twitch his brow at the sight.

The ape’s gaze landed on the broken spear lying on the ground, and gratitude flashed in its eyes.

For the strong, once a weapon is damaged, no amount of repair can ever truly restore it.

Unless it’s reforged anew.

That night, Lu Chang’sheng did not return home, but sat atop a stone in the mountain valley.

After making peace with the White Ape, the ordinary monkeys lost all aggression toward him—instead, they treated him as they did the White Ape, with both awe and respect.

Lu Chang’sheng suddenly saw the White Ape leap out from its cave, clenching a bamboo stalk. It landed carefully, as if afraid of spilling what was inside.

"Are you inviting me for a drink?"

A moment later, Lu Chang’sheng eyed the bamboo tube the White Ape handed over, sensing a dense aroma of wine from within.

He didn’t overthink it; he took the tube and sipped.

One must always be wary—even now, he couldn’t be sure the White Ape truly forgave him. So, he only took a small sip to test its content.

Mastery of True Qi and medical skill let him easily analyze such things.

And the former made him immune to most toxins in this world.

Soon, Lu Chang’sheng determined there was no poison in the wine—rather, it was rich with the fragrance of fruit, warming him as he swallowed.

"Good wine!"

His eyes lit up.

Even though he wasn’t normally much of a drinker, he couldn’t resist, gulping down several mouthfuls in quick succession.

The White Ape was visibly delighted, bouncing around Lu Chang’sheng before vanishing into the cave, only to return moments later with more bamboo stalks.

"Well well, you’ve been stockpiling a lot of this stuff, haven’t you!"

Lu Chang’sheng laughed, and man and ape sat beside the stream, drinking together.

At that moment, Lu Chang’sheng started to sense some strange effects from the wine.

He’d suffered several scrapes fighting the White Ape earlier, and now, after drinking the fruit wine, he could feel a soft tingling at his wounds.