Famir stood up, all ready. "What do I need to do?" he asked. He was unable to hold himself still when his hopes of getting his sister back from a year old coma were rising again.
He was very excited.
"You don't have to do much. Just sit back and watch," Ning said and took the fruit. He caught the top and bottom of the peach horizontally and twisted it so that it split vertically along where the natural line in the peach was.
He took the seed and threw it outside the window. "Do you have a clean cloth?" he asked.
Famir immediately ran to the other room and brought back a single shirt. The shirt looked dirty, but that was just because of its bland color.
"This is my shirt, will this work?" Famir asked.
"This is clean, right?" Ning asked just to make sure.
"Yes, yes. I cleaned it myself a week ago," Famir replied.
"Very well then." Ning took the cloth and put the peach inside of it. Then, he closed the cloth around the peach and started crushing it.
Juices seeped out of the shirt and flowed onto the bowl. Ning crushed it multiple times before he managed to extract every single bit of juice that was in the fruit.
The resulting liquid was a light brown colored juice that reflecting quite a bit of light back. "There is Aether there," Ning said as he looked at it.
Ning tossed the fruit to Famir and walked next to the sleeping sister. The bowl of juice flew up next to him without any assistance. Famir couldn't help but be shocked when he saw such an impressive usage of Aether.
Ning supported the sister's body by the neck and opened up her Esophagus. He then pulled her jaw back and slowly started pouring the juice onto her mouth.
He did that in batches and waited for the juices to be swallowed before putting in more. Once he was halfway done, he stopped.
He put her down and pulled up her bedsheet. "That should be enough," Ning said.
"Senior… shouldn't you feed her all of it?" Famir asked.
"No, need. As soon as she absorbs the Aether in the juice, she will wake up. Once she wakes up, you can just teach her an Aether absorption method, and it will all be fine," Ning said.
"I… I see. So, my sister will be okay?" Famir's eyes started tearing up again.
Ning smiled. "Yes, she will. Good job on finding the fruit on your own. That helped your sister a lot."
"Thank you, senior. Thank you very much." Famir started bawling out in tears. Ning wanted to ask him to stop crying but didn't see any problems with him crying right now.
"Hey, Famir," he said.
"Yes, senior?" he asked as he sniffed a little.
"Drink the rest of the juice," Ning said with a wink. "I'll see you later. Good luck."
Ning walked out of the house and went around the small village to see what the daily life here was like. No matter where he went, he only found people staring at him.
"Why are they staring? My skin is the same color as them, same for the hair," Ning thought. if it were Klavis, he could understand being stared at, but not right now.
A big buff man suddenly walked in front of him. This was a tall dude with rough beards and a body that would make a bear cower in fear.
"Visitor, can you tell us the purpose of your visit?" he asked.
Ning looked at the man and couldn't see any wrong intentions in his eyes. "I'm just walking around to see what this village was like. You don't have to worry about me," Ning said with a smile and tried to go around the man.
The man instead walked again and blocked him. "That is not going to cut it here. This is a peaceful village, and I can't have city folks come here and do whatever they want. Please state your intentions here," the man asked.
"City folk? Why do you think I'm from the city?" Ning asked.
"Why else? Your clothes obviously. Nobody could wear such colorful clothes other than the city folks," the man said.
"Ah," Ning said as he realized. He was wearing the blue robe from the Blue Dragon sect and had forgotten about it.
"I see. Well, I wasn't lying about my intentions. I just want to look around the village—"
"Please tell me the truth, visitor," the big man said.
"Sigh." Ning suddenly pointed a finger towards the man and flicked the finger upwards. Immediately, the man was thrown some 50 meters in the sky, before falling down.
People around the town screamed when they saw that. People closed their eyes and looked aside just as the man was about to fall down, Ning stopped him in mid-air and gently landed him on the ground.
The man had the fear of God put into him.
"As I said, I am not here with any bad intentions. I would've done something bad by now if I wanted to," Ning said. The man was still in shock and didn't hear most of what Ning said. However, the villagers heard him and that was enough for him.
He tapped the man and woke him out of the shock.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"M— My name? It's Jangar," he said.
"Jangar, what do you do?" Ning asked.
"I— I am a carpenter," he said.
"Oh, you made such a big body by carpentering?" Ning asked in surprise.
"I— I also cut trees on the site," he added.
"Oh, a carpenter and a lumberjack. No wonder, you are this huge," Ning said. He then patted Jangar on the shoulders and said, "You are doing a good job, but tone it down a little. Even good men will get angry if you annoy them," Ning said.
He then walked away, leaving the crowd and Jangar behind in shock. It took them about 5 minutes before they went back to doing their own things, but news of Ning soon spread through the whole village.
