I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

The Kunlun Realm is extremely vast, with thirty-six prefectures and kingdoms in the Eastern Region alone, containing countless cities and people!
The Eastern Region is merely one of the "Five Regions" of the Kunlun Realm.

The most prosperous of the five Kunlun domains is the Central Domain, which is the center of the Kunlun Realm and is also known as the "Imperial Domain".

When Tian Sheng Ban Sheng received the news that the Tian Sheng Sect's mountain gate had been razed to the ground, he was actually very angry.

Mudd!

My "Tiansheng Sect" has been wiped out, why are you still bombing my mountain gate?
Are you afraid that my "Heavenly Saint Sect" will make a comeback?

"Although the disciples of my Heavenly Saint Sect have been dismissed, they can be recalled at any time!"

"As for the mountain gate... I can rebuild it at any time!"

"Qin Jiuzhou, Wang Wu, Tianmen Pass, Great Xia... I, Tiansheng, will return!"

The Heavenly Saint and Half-Saint glanced back at Kunlun Ruins, then turned his gaze away and flew into the distance, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve!
Compared to other forces in Kunlun Ruins, the Heavenly Saint Half-Saints understand Tianmen Pass much better!

He knew what Tianmen Pass meant to the former "Kunlun Realm," and he understood the weight this holy city held in the hearts of those ancient powerful families in the Central Region!
…………

And this moment.

Inside Tianmen Pass, cheers and laughter filled the air as martial artists sang and drank merrily.
"Tiansheng Sect, Crimson Blood Tower, Red Lotus Palace, Tianyi Mountain, Forget-Worry Valley..."

"I never imagined that I would live to see my Great Xia defeat these forces..."

"No, they didn't even need us to lift a finger; they just slunk away on their own!"

"Hahaha!"

"From this day forward, the Kunlun Ruins, spanning tens of thousands of miles, will be the territory of our Great Xia!"

"Shh... Don't talk nonsense. There's still the Ironclad Sect. The sect leader and his experts are over there drinking with Minister Qin, Senior Wang Wu, and Senior Gao Zhankui. After all, they are our brother sects, and we can't let them down!"

One of the Celestial Realm martial artists, after drinking too much, brought up the hardships he faced when he first arrived at Tianmen Pass.

When martial artists from the Great Xia Dynasty went out to train, they were often ambushed by disciples of various forces, resulting in countless deaths. His master, for example, was killed by a disciple of the Heavenly Saint Sect.

When the topic turned to sadness, the martial artist in the Human Realm even burst into tears.

Sitting next to him was Zhang San.

Zhang San couldn't help but think of his "eldest brother" and "second brother," who had died at the hands of the Crimson Blood Tower disciples. He immediately embraced the Heavenly Human Realm warrior and wailed.

"Third brother..."

Infected by Zhang San's emotions, Wang Mazi and Li Si also had tears in their eyes and choked up.

Jiang He hadn't experienced that era and couldn't empathize with his three older brothers' emotions, so he could only say, "You three brothers, keep wailing, I'm going to ask you something."

He picked up his wine glass, grabbed a bottle of Moutai from the table, ran to Xiahou Wu's table next door, offered him a toast, and asked, "Senior Xiahou, have you ever heard of physical supernatural powers?"

Xiahou Wu nodded.

Jiang He said, "Other spiritual cultivators can cultivate supernatural abilities at the Heavenly Human Realm, so why can we body cultivators only cultivate physical supernatural abilities at the Body Refinement Mountain and Sea Realm?"

"Forehead!"

Xiahou Wu was both amused and exasperated, saying, "Spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation are two completely different cultivation systems, so it's normal for them to have differences."

"Moreover, physical supernatural powers are different from normal martial arts supernatural powers. Martial arts supernatural powers are a combination of the true meaning of martial arts, the cultivation method, and the understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."

"Physical supernatural powers, on the other hand, are physical abilities that naturally arise from tempering the physical body to its extreme."

"........."

Jiang He paused for a moment, blinked, and said, "Senior Xiahou means... physical supernatural abilities don't need cultivation, but are born on their own?"

"Yes, but also no."

Xiahou Wu said, "I read an article in an ancient book called 'Unofficial History of the Martial World,' which recorded an interesting story about a master of body refinement. The article said that this master of body refinement was originally a 'gentleman on the roof' and was most skilled in lightness skills and movement techniques."

"Later, he suffered a great calamity and his cultivation was completely destroyed, but he also turned misfortune into blessing and embarked on the path of body refinement. After he reached the Mountain and Sea Realm, he comprehended the Divine Footwork of Wishes, and used his body to soar into the air like a bird!"

"I think I understand."

Jiang He said, "What Senior Xiahou means is that the birth of physical supernatural powers is still related to one's own strengths. That senior was good at movement techniques and lightness skills, so naturally his legs and feet were stronger than other parts of his body, which is why he was able to comprehend the Ruyi Divine Foot Technique."

what about me?
Jianghe fell into deep thought.

Own……

What are you good at?
"My body is well-rounded, with no weaknesses or any particular part being stronger... It seems I need to strengthen my training in this area in the future?"
until night.

The banquet gradually came to an end.

Go back to dorms.

But Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Mazi, Wei Jian, Chen Yu, and Feng Shaoyu were nowhere to be seen.

Jiang He pondered the cultivation method of the fifth level of the Great Sage Fist for a while, then went to the military camp training ground and ran a few laps, completing his [night run].

When I returned to the dormitory.

Zhang San and Li Si have returned.

Everyone reeked of alcohol and chatted haphazardly. Their thoughts were rather unpredictable; one moment they were discussing cultivation, and the next they were talking about girls. Seeing this, Feng Shaoyu secretly shook his head, took out a small notebook from under the bedside, and started writing and drawing in it.

Jiang He leaned over and asked, "Dr. Feng, what are you writing?"

Feng Shaoyu said, "I've noticed that their conditions have worsened somewhat. I'll have to think about whether to try a new treatment plan."

He stuffed the notebook back into his hand, then pulled out a book on "psychological psychology" and said, "I need to find some time to give them a psychological test and some counseling..."

talking.

He glanced at Jiang He and said, "How about we start with you?"

"........."

Jiang He gritted his teeth and said, "Dr. Feng, please, please let me go... I've said it so many times, I'm not sick! If I were really sick, could I practice martial arts? Could I have achieved what I have now?"

Feng Shaoyu: "That's not necessarily true. Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Mazi, Chen Yu, and Wei Jian can all cultivate, and their strength is quite good. Aren't they all crazy?" Damn it!
Jiang He was furious.

He pinned Feng Shaoyu down and gave him a good beating.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die... You're not sick, you're not sick, Jiang He, you're not sick, okay?"

Feng Shaoyu screamed in pain as he was being beaten. Jiang He stopped and said, "Dr. Feng, I'll say it one last time, I'm not sick... I've already recovered. If you say I'm sick again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Ding!"

"You have survived a battle, strength +10kg."

Feng Shaoyu huddled in the corner, sobbing and choking back tears. He silently straightened his clothes, then glanced resentfully at Jiang He. He pulled out a small notebook from under his pillow and wrote: "XX, suspected of having a worsening condition, is extremely resistant to the doctor's treatment plan."

After writing this sentence, he paused, thought for a moment, and then wrote: "The tendency towards violence has become more obvious."

Jiang He leaned over, grabbed Feng Shaoyu by the collar, and yelled, "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Feng Shaoyu remained unfazed, declaring with righteous indignation, "I didn't write your name, I wrote XX... So what?"

"You still want to hit me?"

His voice was strong and fearless as he said, "From the first day I entered the Anning Mental Health Rehabilitation Center, I secretly swore an oath to defend the honor of this white coat with my life. How could I back down because of a patient's threat?"

"........."

I never expected Feng Shaoyu to have such ambitions.

No wonder he has mental problems now and keeps thinking about "seeing a doctor".

Jiang He couldn't bear to beat Feng Shaoyu anymore, so he let go of his hand and sighed, "Fine... you're a patient now, so let it be!"

what?
This time it was Feng Shaoyu's turn to be unhappy. He retorted, "Jiang He, you're not going to hit me anymore?"

"do not fight."

Jiang He said, "We won't fight anymore."

"no!"

Feng Shaoyu was getting anxious.

Jiang He chuckled and said, "What? You're not used to me not hitting you?"

Feng Shaoyu stammered, "It's not that I'm not used to it... but you're a patient and have violent tendencies. It's good for your recovery to hit someone to vent your anger. As a doctor, it's only right that I let you hit someone a few times a day to vent your anger."

"Come on, hit me!"

"grass!"

Jiang He's short temper flared up again in an instant, forgetting all about "I won't fight anymore," and he grabbed Feng Shaoyu and started beating him: "Damn it, I'm not sick, I'm not sick!"

"Ahhhh!"

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"Jiang He, stop hitting him! He's going to die!"

Ah...that feels so good!

"Ok?"

Jiang He suddenly stopped, his eyes widening as he stared at Feng Shaoyu. Feng Shaoyu also realized what was happening and quickly said, "No... listen to my excuse, I'm not a masochist..."

Jiang He: "..."

I never said you were a masochist, so what's with this excuse?
For dormitory 207, this situation was just a minor episode in their otherwise "boring" spiritual practice.

In the middle of the night.

Chen Yu, Feng Shaoyu, and Wei Jian went to play mahjong with Wang Mazi. Zhang San lit a cigarette, sat down next to Jiang He, and asked, "Sixth Brother, it's almost New Year's Day. Your fourth and fifth brothers and I have discussed it and plan to undergo tribulation before 2025 to break through to the Martial Dao Celestial Realm. So we're setting off back to Wucheng tomorrow. Do you want to come back with us?"

"Is it almost 2025 already?"

Jiang He was momentarily dazed and couldn't help but sigh, "Time really flies... In the blink of an eye, it's been more than four months!"

He traveled through time on August 17, 2024.

It feels like only a few days have passed.

But before I knew it, it would be almost 2025.

"Yes."

Zhang San said, "It's pretty fast... Four months ago, your fourth brother, fifth brother, and I were still living in Wucheng Anning Mental Hospital, stuck at the sixth rank and unable to break through. But I never expected that in the blink of an eye, we would all be about to break through to the Celestial Realm. This is all thanks to that trip to the White Horse Profound Light Heaven. In the end, it's all thanks to you, Sixth Brother."

"Those were all due to the three brothers' own good fortune; how can you say they benefited from my help?"

Jiang He smiled and said, "I will definitely be there to attend and congratulate my three brothers on their tribulations, but I have some things to do before that."

Zhang San asked in surprise, "Now that all six major forces have fled, what are you still going to do?"

Jiang He stood up and said, "I'm going to the Trial Tower to beat up some arrogant guy... Third Brother, you guys should get some rest first, we'll go back together tomorrow."

He left the military camp.

They headed straight for Qin Jiuzhou's courtyard.

Upon hearing that Jiang He was going to challenge the "Trial Tower," Qin Jiuzhou said, "It just so happens that I was also planning to try out the Trial Tower. Let's go together."

"what?"

Jiang He exclaimed in surprise, "Seventh Brother can enter the West District now? And the Trial Tower... even a Half-Saint can enter?"

Qin Jiuzhou laughed, "Of course a half-saint can go in, but the difficulty of the trials a half-saint faces seems to be somewhat different from the ones you face, and they won't be ranked in the Trial Tower. That old bastard Wang Wu went to the Trial Tower while I was in seclusion, and I heard he made it all the way to the eighth floor... Your seventh brother here plans to stay up all night tonight and just kill his way through!" (End of this chapter)