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

"Ghost Emperor?"

"The Demon Emperor?"

Upon hearing the words "Ghost Emperor," Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he pressed for an answer: "Where is that Ghost Emperor being suppressed?"

When Xu Rulai saw Jiang He's expression, his heart skipped a beat!
What the hell!

Is this kid having another episode?

If they lose control and release that "Ghost Emperor," everyone present will die!
He hurriedly said, "I just finished receiving the inheritance and don't know where that Ghost Emperor is suppressed... By the way, where are those powerful ghosts and Yin soldiers outside? Could it be that they all fled because they knew I had received the inheritance and controlled the formation of the White Horse Temple, and knew there was no possibility of breaking through the White Horse Temple?"

Xu Rulai had just received the transmission and was unaware of everything that had happened outside the White Horse Temple after he entered.

Jiang He didn't bother to say more. He peeked around the temple and searched everywhere before replying, "Hmm, some escaped."

Besides the two great saints of the ghost clan, some ghost soldiers did indeed escape.

They didn't know where they were hiding in this secret realm. There weren't many of them, only a few hundred or a thousand. They scattered and fled, hiding themselves. Jiang He thought it would be too troublesome to find them, so he let them live.

"no!"

Xu Rulai chased after Jiang He and asked, "Jiang He, what are you looking for?"

Jiang He: "I wasn't looking for anything. I was just taking a look around to see if any treasures were left behind in this ancient temple that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years!"

He didn't stop walking, wandering aimlessly around the temple.

Xu Rulai said, "I don't quite know how to explain this... In fact, the real White Horse Temple has long been destroyed. This White Horse Temple is just a projection of the real White Horse Temple in the Weak Water Space-Time, both real and illusory. The treasures of the White Horse Temple are all in White Horse Mountain. Once the three-month period is over and the poisonous tide of White Horse Mountain recedes, we can return to White Horse Mountain!"

He understood it perfectly.

Knowing that Jiang He was looking for the place where the "Ghost Emperor" was suppressed, and fearing that Jiang He would discover any clues, she quickly said, "When we return to White Horse Mountain, I will immediately break into the secret treasure vault of White Horse Temple and, as agreed, take one-third of the treasures for you."

A hidden treasure vault?

Jiang He's eyes twitched.

He indeed did not sense the aura of the "Ghost Emperor" in this temple... So is it possible that the Ghost Emperor was also suppressed in the "secret space" of the White Horse Temple?

He stopped and said, "I need to be there then, otherwise who knows how many treasures are hidden in the White Horse Temple's secret treasury!"

Xu Rulai's lips twitched.

It felt like a million Smurfs were running through my mind... If I let you go to that "secret space", that "Ghost Emperor" would most likely come out!
Seeing Xu Rulai's troubled expression, Jiang He knew he had guessed correctly. He laughed and scolded, "What are you worried about? I can kill a Great Sage like slaughtering a dog now, and I can kill an Emperor in three months... Not to mention a Ghost Emperor who has been suppressed for countless years, I can suppress him with one hand!"

Xu Rulai: "..."

like……

Is that the correct logic?

He replied, "Don't worry, I will never enter the secret treasure vault unless you come."

Jiang He was finally satisfied and asked, "By the way, where are Fairy Yun and Lu Zhishang?"

Xu Rulai said, "Sister Yun has a connection with Buddhism and has also received some opportunities. She is currently in seclusion for cultivation. Lu Zhishang said that he found traces left by his master in the temple..."

"what!!!"

"Master..."

As they were speaking, a heart-wrenching cry of pain rang out.

But then Lu Zhishang emerged from around the corner of the temple, carrying a skeleton. The skeleton was wearing a battle suit, which was still intact, and a token was hanging on its body. Lu Zhishang probably recognized the skeleton's identity based on these details.

He cried very sadly.

It's clear that he has a really good relationship with his master!
In the Kunlun Realm, it's similar to the ancient Great Xia Dynasty. The word "master" not only represents inheritance but also signifies a relationship akin to that of father and son.

"For a high-level half-saint to act in this way shows that this Hall Master Lu is also a very filial person."

Even Jiang He, who usually couldn't stand seeing grown men cry, couldn't help but sigh and stepped forward to comfort him, saying, "Master Lu, please accept my condolences... Actually, if you think about it from another perspective, your master was quite lucky. At least his remains were found by you, and he wasn't left to rot in the wilderness!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Jiang."

Lu Zhishang carefully placed the skeleton on the ground, then knelt down respectfully, kowtowed several times, and choked out, "Master, I'm late... Don't worry, I will definitely take you back!"

Finished kowtow.

Perhaps it was because he was reminded of the time he had spent with his master that Lu Zhishang's tears flowed again.

Touched by his filial piety, Jiang He comforted him again, saying, "It seems that after your master was caught in the poison tide, he also entered the Weak Water and then discovered the White Horse Temple... Perhaps he is not dead yet!"

"what?"

Lu Zhishang looked up, wiping away his tears, and said, "Master's remains are all here, how could he not be dead?"

Jiang He said, "Your master was a half-saint, with a powerful holy spirit and soul. If his holy spirit and soul had not perished back then, he might have turned into a ghost!"

Lu Zhishang was taken aback.

He immediately became excited!

"Correct!"

"The spacetime here is extremely unique, giving birth to so many ghosts... Perhaps my master was one of them!"

He rushed out of the White Horse Temple and saw that the land and mountains outside the temple had become a mess, the entire secret realm was almost destroyed, and the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Senior Jiang... Jiang He, where are those ghost spirits?"

Jiang He: "I killed most of them... huh?"

He realized his mistake halfway through his sentence and quickly said, "Don't worry, it can't be that much of a coincidence... It's not like I killed your master after he became a ghost, is it?"

Lu Zhishang: "..."

Jiang He: "He may have already left this secret realm... Well, he probably doesn't have the strength, but who knows, he might have already been eaten by those ghosts outside? After all, those ghosts are quite powerful!"

"Moreover, I've heard that the demon race can devour their own kind to grow stronger... Your master might really have been torn to pieces and eaten by those powerful demons!"

"........."

Lu Zhishang fell silent, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. Pengpeng kowtowed and wailed, "Master, you died so tragically!"

Jiang He: "It's alright. I've killed most of those ghosts. That's avenging your master."

Within the world of the Weak Water, a hazy mist lingers year-round, shrouding the entire world in darkness, obscuring the passage of time.

Jiang He took out his phone and glanced at it.

2025年，6月18日，18：42分。

Dinner time has already passed a bit.

However, according to Wucheng's time... in June, it doesn't get dark until 8 pm, so eating a little later won't be a problem.

Jiang He took out some elixirs and rare treasures from his storage space to eat.

He then took out the holy liquid and drank it like tea, making do with a few sips.

After taking the medicine, he went to the side to practice the "Great Sage Fist".

As his physical strength continued to increase, the second "law order" of Jiang He's internal force law had been fully formed, which gave him a new understanding of the "Great Sage Fist"... He felt that he was not far from the eighth level of the Great Sage Fist!

The eighth level of the Great Sage Fist can unleash nine times the combat power.

Once the cultivation is successful, it will be a huge boost for Jiang He.

After practicing his fist techniques for a while, Jiang He took out various spiritual pills and elixirs that "strengthen the physique" and began to refine them!
Lu Zhishang had already collected the remains.

He leaned closer and asked, "Senior Jianghe, are you refining... this is... a ten-thousand-year-old ironwood heart? Legend has it that a ten-thousand-year-old ironwood heart is a body-tempering spiritual object that can transform the physical body... Wow, is this the legendary Star Sand?"

Lu Zhishang recognized a large number of "body tempering" treasures and asked in confusion, "Senior Jiang He, although these treasures are all legendary body tempering spiritual items, your current physical body no longer needs to refine these things, right?"

Jiang He popped a grain of "star sand" into his mouth.

Each one is about the size of a peach pit, and they come in all sorts of colors. They are extremely hard and are said to be products of the "starry sky." They are rare treasures that can only be born near the core of a star and are extremely valuable!
A single grain of "Star Sand" can be exchanged for a hundred drops of holy blood!

Wanbaolou only found 100 grains of "Star Sand" for Jiang He. As for its effects, Jiang He is using it for the first time today.

A grain of stardust enters the mouth.

Jiang He chewed it...

He couldn't chew it at all. So he simply swallowed it whole.

It was icy cold, so it wasn't too hard to swallow.

When Wanbaolou delivered the resources to him, it also provided an instruction manual for each resource. According to the instruction manual, after swallowing the "Star Sand", it was necessary to use one's own holy power or blood to gradually melt it.

It's a slow process.

Generally speaking, it takes at least 10 years for a semi-saint to refine a single grain of "Star Sand".

It will take a year to reach the Holy Land.

But rivers are different.

Almost the instant the "Star Sand" was swallowed...

hum!
The "star sand" the size of a peach pit began to melt rapidly, transforming into a pure power that flowed into Jianghe's limbs and bones, seeping into his muscles, bones, skin, flesh, and internal organs!
"Ding!"

"Refine the rare treasure, strength +10 Dragon Power".

A system notification sounded in my mind.

Jiang He shook his head.

One grain of "Star Sand" is enough to exchange for 100 drops of Holy Blood, and 100 drops of Holy Blood can bring him a base power increase of 50 Dragon Power... but Star Sand can only increase Dragon Power by 10!
However, the enhancement of the physical body by Stardust is something that 100 drops of Holy Blood cannot match.

The emphasis varies.

After briefly sensing the changes in his physical strength, Jiang He grabbed another grain of star sand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lu Zhishang was dumbfounded and said, "Senior Jianghe... Star Sand is not consumed like this. You have to proceed step by step and refine it slowly... I once read in an ancient book that it generally takes a Saint Realm expert at least one year to refine a single grain of Star Sand."

"of course."

"Senior Jianghe, your strength is formidable, so you may need less time."

"Ding!"

"Refine the rare treasure, strength +10 Dragon Power".

Jiang He had already swallowed the third grain of stardust. He looked up and asked, "What did you say?"

"........."

Lu Zhishang was taken aback.

Jiang He, however, found eating one by one too slow, so he grabbed a handful and stuffed them all into his mouth.

"Ding!"

"Refine the rare treasure, strength +10 Dragon Power".

"Ding!"

"Refine the rare treasure, strength +10 Dragon Power".

"Ding……"

Jiang He swallowed all 100 grains of stardust in one gulp.

Unaware of the system notification in his mind, his physical strength increased by 0.1 Star Power, and the power of Star Sand burst forth, seeping out of his body and forming a seven-colored patch around him.

The increase in strength is secondary.

The most important thing is to strengthen the physical body.

Jiang He could clearly feel his body growing stronger... If before, a close-range self-destruction by an ordinary Saint Realm expert would leave him "skin torn and bleeding," now Jiang He estimated that even a Saint Realm early or mid-stage martial artist self-destructing their Saint Source might not be able to break through his defenses.

But this is not enough.

He flipped his hand and took out another pile of body-tempering materials.

Seeing Lu Zhishang standing to the side looking dazed and still puzzled by how quickly he had "refined" the Star Sand, Jiang He, thinking of the child's grief over his master's recent death, explained: "Master Lu, you must know that people's constitutions are different."

"Moreover, I am a body cultivator."

"You don't practice body cultivation, so you don't understand it... That's how we body cultivators are!"

Lu Zhishang: "..."

Body repair...

Is it really that terrifying?
No wonder there hasn't been a single "physical saint" in the myriad realms since ancient times... It turns out it's not that everyone looks down on "body cultivation," but rather that body cultivators are too powerful, so... even the heavens can't bear to watch, which is why their cultivation is so difficult?
I stayed at the White Horse Temple for three days in a row.

The river "rested and recuperated," refining a large amount of resources and raising its basic physical strength to "3.3 Star Power".

Improving one's physical strength is secondary.

Most importantly, my physical strength has improved significantly.

Moreover, Jiang He had not stopped cultivating for the past three days. He had already made some progress on the eighth level of the Great Sage Fist, and his understanding of sword intent, fist intent, and knife intent had deepened.

On the fourth day...

Jiang He finished his morning exercise, ate breakfast, took his medicine, and found Xu Rulai, who was meditating and chanting sutras in a Buddhist hall. He said, "Brother Xu, I plan to leave Baima Temple, travel upstream along the Weak Water, train and cultivate along the way, and then leave through Tianfeng Canyon to return to our ancestral star. Would you like to come with me?"

Xu Rulai stopped chanting the sutra and recited the Buddha's name, saying, "Amitabha, Jiang Shi..."

"Ok?"

Jiang He's eyes widened.

Damn it, not again?
Xu Rulai quickly spoke up, saying, "Brother Jiang, I have to stay at Baima Temple and can't leave for the time being... We'll meet at Baima Mountain in Liangzhou in three months."

"Row."

Jiang He said with envy, "You have the power of the ancient Buddha, which is a great opportunity for you. You can become a saint just by sitting in this temple and cultivating... Alas, I am different. I have to fight my way through and be tempered by battles."

Jiang He then approached Lu Zhishang, but Lu Zhishang dared not go with Jiang He.

There are too many terrifying "beings" in this space-time of Ruoshui. He was afraid that Jianghe would provoke some powerful enemy and he would be the first to be affected and killed. So he said, "The poisonous tide will recede in three months. I must bring my master's remains back to Baima Hall for burial as soon as possible."

Fairy Yun naturally didn't need to ask any more questions.

This is Xu Rulai's "Sister Yun," how could Jiang He call her that?

We left the White Horse Temple.

Jiang He shattered the spatial barrier with a single punch and arrived at the banks of the Weak Water River.

He went upstream for about ten thousand miles and found a mountain forest on the riverbank with many "ghosts" hiding there. He immediately climbed the mountain and entered the "mountain forest".

An hour later.

As Jiang He descended the mountain, he couldn't help but curse, "Damn it... what's going on?"

"How come there are less than eight hundred ghosts and spirits in this mountain forest?"

"Only one at the demigod level???"

He continued his journey, slaying the "ghostly figures" in the mountains and forests. Although the quality and quantity of the ghosts and spirits in these secret realms were far inferior to those in the space where the White Horse Temple was located, little by little, they accumulated...

Seven days later.

Jiang He's physical strength has finally reached the level of "4 Star Power".

But next...

The mountains and forests along the shore became completely quiet, and not a single ghost could be seen in them.

"what's the situation?"

"Did I manage to kill all these ghosts?"

Jiang He, somewhat skeptical, found a skeleton in the Weak Water, jumped onto it, and slid to the other side.

But as soon as he landed on the other side, his pupils contracted.

A figure stepped out from the forest on the opposite bank and landed in front of Jiang He. The person was dressed in plain clothes, stood with his hands behind his back, and had a special aura. He looked Jiang He up and down and said, "What a powerful physical body... Has the physical body become a saint?"

"How strange, how strange... In today's myriad realms, there are still descendants who can achieve sainthood through physical means?" (End of Chapter)