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

"This second sword move is indeed extraordinary."

On the rooftop of the hospital building, Jiang He sheathed his holy sword and secretly assessed the situation: "With my current strength, using Sword Two at full power, killing a peak Celestial Phenomenon Realm expert shouldn't be difficult... but against a Fish-Dragon Realm expert, I'm still a bit lacking."

after all.

Jiang He is not yet able to integrate the hidden power of the "Great Sage Fist" into "Sword Two".

Whenever the "Great Sage Fist" is mentioned, Jiang He can't help but think of Xiahou Wu.

Jiang He previously believed that Xiahou Wu's reputation as the "Legend of Martial Arts of the Great Xia" was largely exaggerated, relying solely on his experience of first becoming a Grandmaster, having his cultivation destroyed, then striving to embark on the path of body refinement and eventually becoming a Grandmaster of body refinement.

But now it seems that Xiahou Wu's creation of the "Great Sage Fist" alone is enough to earn him the title of "Legend of Martial Arts of the Great Xia Dynasty".

"When the Great Sage Fist is mastered, it can unleash 10 times the combat power!"

"This secret technique..."

"Looking across all the heavens and myriad realms, he's considered extremely strong, isn't he?"

"When Xiahou Wu created the first level of the Great Sage Fist, he hadn't even reached the Body Refinement Grandmaster realm yet. How did he do it?"

"Ding!"

"Consuming a spiritual plant increases strength by 3000 kg."

"Ding!"

"Consuming a spiritual plant increases strength by 3000 kg."

Jiang He plucked the fifth and sixth leaves of the Six-Leaf Sword Intent Grass and swallowed them. Sword intent surrounded him, and his understanding of the way of the sword deepened.

He drew his Zanpakuto and asked, "What?"

"Aren't you usually quite talkative?"

"Tonight I comprehended the essence of swordsmanship and mastered the second level of swordsmanship. Don't you know how to praise me a little?"

"........."

The spirit of the Zankai-tō felt a surge of "MMP!" in its heart.

I'm a knife!

Naturally, I hope my master will cultivate swordsmanship... But you went to cultivate swordsmanship and even developed sword intent. How is that any different from abandoning me after starting something?
You actually want me to praise you?

He muttered to himself, then reluctantly pulled out his sword and said, "Congratulations, Master. Congratulations, Master."

Zheng!
Jiang He grabbed the Zhanjie Dao (a type of sword) and then put it back.

That's all you said, not even a little bit of appreciation. What good is that?

The Zankai Blade automatically emerged halfway from its sheath, and the blade spirit poked its head out from the hilt, cautiously saying, "Master, I think your talent in the way of the blade surpasses that in the way of the sword... Why don't you try practicing with the blade?"

"what?"

Jiang He thought about it seriously for a moment and said, "I cultivate sword intent in order to learn the Nine Sword Techniques of the Eastern Great Emperor. Why would I practice the saber?"

"not to mention……"

"I am a master of the sword. The number of martial artists and demonic beasts who have died by my sword could probably pile up into a mountain."

"........."

Dao Lingxin said you are a master of swordsmanship. What is the difference between how you use a sword and a stick?
However, he couldn't say such things directly, so he said, "Master's swordsmanship is indeed very strong. If you can practice more, you will surely be able to master sword intent... Once you master master sword intent, I can teach you all kinds of profound sword techniques!"

“Master, do not forget that I was once the natal weapon of a great master of the sword.”

"Even Qin Jiuzhou was able to break through to the semi-saint realm in a short time only because he borrowed my understanding of swordsmanship."

The sword spirit was somewhat agitated.

As the spirit of the Imperial Weapon, the sword.

He naturally hoped that his master could become a renowned sword master, so that he himself could also become famous throughout the heavens and, as a sword spirit, become stronger.

“I was once the Holy Spirit, so my spiritual level is extremely high.”

"Later, it became the spirit of the Great Sage Emperor's Weapon, and its understanding of swordsmanship is comparable to that of a Great Sage... As long as the master is willing to learn, with my guidance, he will surely prove his Dao with the sword and step into the Saint Realm in the future."

have to say.

The sword spirit's words were very persuasive.

Jiang He was vaguely tempted, but he took a deep breath to suppress it, glared at her, and said, "In martial arts cultivation, the worst thing is to be greedy for more than you can handle. Don't try to seduce people, or you'll regret it!"

Blade Spirit: "..."

Hey!
He shut his mouth and said no more.

It's almost New Year's Day.

The temperature in Wucheng is very low.

Especially at night, the temperature can drop to minus ten degrees Celsius at the coldest time, and it doesn't get light until 8 a.m.

It's only 6 o'clock.

And snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Jiang He, unable to sleep, resumed practicing his swordsmanship on the rooftop.

He wanted to comprehend "Swordsmanship 3" as soon as possible, and practicing swordsmanship could also enhance his understanding and insights into "the way of the sword" and deepen his comprehension of sword intent.

It wasn't until after 7 o'clock.

It's still dark.

However, the number of vehicles on the streets outside the hospital gradually increased.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and a layer had already fallen on the rooftops. The streets outside were also covered with snow. Some vehicles were driving too fast and crashed heavily into the rear of the cars in front of them, making a loud noise.

"Ouch!"

Jiang He was practicing his swordsmanship when a voice suddenly rang out.

Dean An, whom we hadn't seen for many days, suddenly appeared. He was wearing a thick cotton coat, and under the dim light bulb hanging on the roof, he breathed out white vapor from his mouth. His face was full of heartache as he cried out, "My little darling, why can't you stay still as soon as you come back!"

"Look at my roof... it was only repaired for less than two months, and you've already trampled on it again!"

Jiang He laughed and said, "Dean An, don't worry. My cultivation level is much higher than before, and my control over my power is now extremely precise. It's impossible for me to damage the inpatient department... If I really do damage it, I'll just pay for you to rebuild a new building."

"Really?"

Dean An's eyes lit up, and he said, "Jiang He, if you put it that way, I'll be all excited... Look, our hospital's inpatient department is over twenty years old, and there's also the cafeteria; they've practically dug rat holes in there."

"But you know the situation at the hospital. There aren't many patients, and it's been able to operate normally thanks to government subsidies from above."

"Our hospital has finally produced a genius like you..."

Dean An's meaning was clear: he wanted Jiang He to help him by secretly donating some of his own money to the hospital, including a ward and a cafeteria.

Fearing that Jiang He might not agree, Dean An quickly said, "Don't worry, after the building is completed, I will erect a monument for you... At that time, you will be the honorary dean of our hospital!"

"Ah this..."

Jiang He was stunned: "Me, the honorary dean? Isn't that inappropriate?"

after all……

I am a patient!
Although I'm not sick, my status still matters.

"Why not?"

Dean An glared at him and said, "Don't worry, if anyone dares to say anything against it, I'll send Feng Shaoyu over to smash their windows."

Honorary Dean?

This thing sounds pretty good.

The key is that building two buildings is not a big deal for Jianghe now.

He thought for a moment and said, "Then, Dean, could you give me a budget later?"

Dean An: "We have a budget...we do!"

He pulled a budget sheet from his cotton coat pocket, and even... two blueprints!
Clearly, this old guy was prepared.

"Building a hospital ward building, providing meals in the hospital cafeteria... only 500 million is enough?"

"That's enough, that's more than enough!"

Dean An said, "The land belongs to our hospital. The inpatient department will still be four stories high, the cafeteria will be two stories high, and there will be additional costs for insulation, doors and windows, stairs, and decoration. All in all, 500 million yuan will be more than enough."

"500 million isn't enough?"

Jiang He said, "Since I'm the one funding it, the standards must be high... In addition to the inpatient department and the canteen, build another activity building, with indoor basketball courts, volleyball courts, billiards, table tennis, chess and card rooms, dance studios, all kinds of entertainment venues, and preferably a few more practice rooms."

"And all the facilities, they all have to be top-notch!" "Every ward, build it to the size of a VIP ward..."

Dean An was stunned: "This...this must cost a lot of money, right?"

Jiang He: "Money is just an external thing. To me, it's no different from waste paper. It's better to bring some enjoyment to the patients than anything else."

He immediately picked out the cheapest dagger he had from his storage ring and said, "This is a spiritual weapon I obtained when I killed the Red Lotus Palace disciple at Tianmen Pass. Its grade seems to be top-grade... If I take it to the Martial Arts Administration Bureau, it should sell for more than 200 million. All of this money will go to the hospital. Then we can hire a construction team with an earth-type transcendent awakener to build it."

Top-grade spiritual weapon.

Its quality is even better than that of SSS-class alloy weapons.

It is a dagger.

If it were a sword or weapon, it wouldn't be difficult to sell it for five or six hundred million.

Dean An was so excited that he took the dagger and, fearing Jiang He might change his mind, turned and ran.

However, the rooftop was covered with a layer of snow.

The snow was melted by the qi and blood energy that Jiang He released while practicing his sword, turning into snow water that then froze into ice. He slipped and slid down from the rooftop.

"Dean An!"

Jiang He was taken aback and quickly ran to the edge of the roof to check.

But then a loud "bang" was heard.

Dean An fell directly from the rooftop and landed on the steps outside the main entrance of the inpatient department.

He got up, rubbed his aching back, and cried out in pain before limping away.

Jiang He: "..."

He opened his mouth, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This……

what's going on?
He fell from the fourth floor and landed on the steps. How come Dean An, who is quite old, didn't die?
Not only did he not die from the fall, but he was also completely unharmed.

He looks like he's limping, but he runs pretty fast!

"Fuck!"

The Zankai Blade emerged and exclaimed, "This old bastard's got some skills..."

"What could Dean An possibly have, just an ordinary old man?"

Jiang He said, "They were probably just lucky. After all, some people have fallen from the 20th floor and survived..."

He went downstairs.

Feng Shaoyu was found in ward 207.

Yes.

Feng Shaoyu is also currently staying in ward 207, which was arranged by the hospital.

But in Feng Shaoyu's own words... he did this in order to connect with the patients, gain a deeper understanding of their psychological state, and improve the treatment plan.

"Dr. Feng, you're familiar with the cafeteria. I have some seafood here, all ingredients from ferocious beasts. Why don't you take it over and ask the cafeteria to give the patients an extra meal?"

Jiang He then called Zhuang Shuai over, saying, "You should come along too. Most of these ferocious sea beasts have shells and scales, which are quite hard. Your cultivation is decent, so help chop them up."

Do it all.

Jiang He went out and completed his morning run despite the snow.

"Ding!"

"Proper exercise can increase your strength by 10kg."

This act moved Jiang He himself, and he couldn't help but say, "Heaven rewards diligence. My achievements today are inseparable from my own hard work."

Eat on time.

Take your medicine on time.

Engage in reasonable exercise.

I also beat up Zhuang Shuai three times, completing three rounds of [battles]...

Brother Jiang!

Zhuang Shuai covered his head, his voice trembling with tears, and said, "Why did you hit me?"

Feng Shaoyu, on the other hand, looked resentful and muttered, "What? You can beat Zhuang Shuai three times, but not me once? Are you looking down on me?"

"roll!"

Jiang He kicked Feng Shaoyu in the face and cursed, "You damn masochist!"

"what……"

Feng Shaoyu covered his face and exclaimed, "That felt so good..."

He seemed to have had enough. Seeing that Jiang He had left, he rushed over and hugged Zhuang Shuai's leg, saying, "Come on... Zhuang Shuai, hit me!"

Around 2pm.

Qin Jiuzhou and Liu Feng arrived at the hospital together.

Instead of flying, the two chose to drive.

In the car, Liu Feng asked in confusion, "Minister Qin, why don't you just send a telepathic message to Jiang He and have him come to see you? Why go through all this trouble?"

"And you came all this way... and brought so much stuff with you!"

the back seat of the car.

There was a box of milk, a bag of fruit, and several gift boxes on the table.

Qin Jiuzhou chuckled mischievously and said, "Visiting a patient... there are procedures to follow... Hey, why did you park? Just drive straight to the inpatient department!"

Liu Feng said, "A security guard is blocking the road... Minister Qin, please wait a moment, I'll go down and take a look."

Not a moment later.

Qin Jiuzhou, who was resting with his eyes closed in the car, heard arguing outside. He immediately rolled down the window and looked out, only to see Liu Feng returning angrily.

"Damn!"

Liu Feng gritted his teeth in anger and cursed, "That bastard, he actually wouldn't let me drive in!"

Qin Jiuzhou asked in surprise, "You don't even have this much face in Wucheng?"

Liu Feng said, "It's alright. If he doesn't want us to drive, we won't drive... Minister Qin, sit tight!"

Liu Feng said.

He grabbed the SUV, leaped into the air, flew over the hospital gate, and headed towards the inpatient department.

In the car.

Qin Jiuzhou was jolted.

After regaining his balance, he was astonished and couldn't help but mutter, "This madman Liu... looks like he needs treatment too."

soon.

Qin Jiuzhou met Jiang He.

Jiang He asked happily, "Seventh Brother, have you met that half-saint from the demon race in Helan Mountain? How did the talks go?"

Qin Jiuzhou laughed and said, "It's settled... I got some information from him. Now, quite a few half-saints have emerged in the deep mountains and forests of our Great Xia. I plan to go back and talk to them one by one, and ask them to come down from the mountains and come with me to the Bermuda Triangle to eliminate the remaining three alien half-saints."

talking.

Qin Jiuzhou waved his hand, and three small bottles appeared in his hand.

Each small vial contained a few drops of fiery red blood.

"Here are twenty-seven drops of the essence blood of a Golden Crow Clan semi-saint. Use them for now. I'll refine some more for you after I've killed the remaining three alien semi-saints."

"Thank you, Seventh Brother!"

Jiang He took the three small bottles, carefully put them away, and asked, "Seventh Brother, when do you plan to set off?"

Qin Jiuzhou said, "No rush... those three alien half-saints are being watched by the Queen of the Western Alliance, so they can't escape for now... After all, not all of our Great Xia's half-saints are as honest as the one in Helan Mountain. We need to reach an agreement with them first."

Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he said, "Seventh Brother, I want to go too..."

"Let me follow you and broaden my horizons!" (End of Chapter)