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

The crowd around was stunned by Li Ming's words, and even Zhu Lingzhi and Xiao Yao couldn't help but take another look at Li Ming.

"Fuck!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "Is the head of the Li Family Martial Arts School so powerful? He actually fought with Mr. Jiang and they were evenly matched?"

"No way... Master Li doesn't seem to be from Wucheng. He settled here because he opened a martial arts school. My neighbor's brother-in-law's wife's aunt's nephew works at the Li Family Martial Arts School. I've also seen reports about the Li Family Martial Arts School. Master Li seems to be a martial artist from Guyuan City?"

Li Jinxiong?
Warriors from Guyuan City?
Jiang He was initially puzzled as to who was so brave as to boast that they had fought him to a draw, but upon hearing the discussions among the onlookers, he realized who it was.

Two and a half years ago, he was targeted by the Heavenly Demon Sect.

In order to kill Jiang He, the Heavenly Demon Sect even issued a "Blood Kill Order" and offered a high reward for his capture!

At that time, many veteran sixth-rank martial artists flocked to Wucheng, including Li Jinxiong from Guyuan City.

However, after being persuaded by his friend "Jia Wang", he gave up the idea...

At that time, Jiang He had already come to their door and even used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, so he exchanged two blows with Jia Wang.

of course……

"Sparring" is a respectable way of saying it.

Jiang He threw two punches, which Jia Wang withstood using his "Golden Bell Cover" technique, and he was almost killed. Li Jinxiong probably just shouted "6666" and "Holy crap" a few times from the side!
Later, during the Wucheng Beast Tide, these two veteran sixth-rank martial artists both comprehended the realm of "unity of heaven and man" in the battle against the beast tide, and stepped into the realm of martial arts grandmaster.

We exchanged a few polite words.

Jiang He casually signed a few names and took a few photos, then said, "Alright, everyone, go home... I'm here to buy New Year's goods, so I can't let my presence disrupt the order of the shopping mall."

If Jiang He were truly a celebrity, then such a statement would certainly have no effect.

How could fans and idols so easily let their idols leave?
But Jiang He is not a celebrity.

Moreover, who in Wucheng doesn't know that Jiang He has a history of mental illness?
He is also said to have violent tendencies.

The crowd immediately dispersed, and Jiang He then began to stroll through the mall.

The first floor of the mall sells clothing, shoes, bags, and bedding, and each area is divided into several sections.

They're also having a Chinese New Year promotion with everything 7.8% off. Spend 168 yuan and you can get a pound of eggs with your receipt. Spend 268 yuan and you can enter a lucky draw. Spend an extra 100 yuan and you get an extra chance to win a prize.

The prizes were displayed in the center of the shopping mall on the first floor.

The first prize is a Yadea electric scooter, the second prize is a refrigerator, the third prize is a washing machine, the fourth prize is a microwave oven, and the rest is a participation prize, a bag of laundry detergent.

"This electric car is nice."

Jiang He laughed and said, "I used to have one like that too, and I rode it to and from get off work for a long time... but then the battery was stolen. Lingzhi, Xiaoyao, let's go all out today, I'm going to take that electric bike!"

The little demon covered her mouth and chuckled, "Young master, didn't you forget your money? How will you pay?"

"Almost forgot……"

Jiang He took out his phone... but the phone was out of battery.

He immediately scanned the area with his spiritual power and "saw" Zhou Tong meditating cross-legged in his office. He then transmitted his voice, "Uncle Zhou, I'm back... I'm at XX Mall. Send me some money... Remember to send a lot."

hang up the phone.

Jiang He said, "It's all settled, let's go shopping!"

Women are naturally drawn to beautiful clothes, shoes, and bags.

Zhu Lingzhi and Xiao Yao headed straight for the women's clothing and shoe/bag section, while Jiang He called over a few staff members from the first floor, saying, "Come with me..."

He went to the men's clothing section and started shopping.

"Warm clothes, one set of each color and style... for both men and women."

"And pants, wool, down jackets... men's and women's leather shoes."

The mall owner was alarmed and rushed over. Jiang He instructed, "Prepare the items I selected as soon as possible, pack them all up and send them to Anning Mental Hospital... Also, calculate how many times I can participate in the lottery."

Jiang He then went to the second floor.

The second floor is divided into two areas: a children's playground on one side and a large supermarket on the other.

Rice, noodles, oil, meat, milk, bread, various snacks, etc...

Jianghe almost emptied the supermarket.

"I bought so much, will it affect your business going forward?"

The supermarket owner grinned from ear to ear and said, "No, no... I've already contacted the supplier to restock, it should arrive in two hours at most."

"You arrange for someone to do the accounting, I'm going to get a cup of milk tea first."

At this time.

Zhou Tong rushed over.

He jogged up to the second floor and found Jiang He, exclaiming happily, "Lord Jiang... you're back?"

He wanted to call out "Jiang He" as before, but he changed his mind before he could finish.

Jiang He is no longer the reckless young man he was two years ago. Zhou Tong knows all the information coming from the Kunlun Realm, so he naturally knows how powerful and terrifying Jiang He is!
Jiang He raised an eyebrow and said, "Uncle Zhou, this is too formal. What's our relationship? How can you call me Lord Jiang?"

Zhou Tong was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Jiang He, I've brought the money over... Shall I have someone carry it up?"

transport……

Ship it over?
Jiang He asked in surprise, "How much money did you give?"

Zhou Tong: "Five hundred million yuan, that's all the cash I can raise in a short time... If it's not enough, I'll apply to higher authorities and ask Director Ding of the base city to send some more."

Jiang He's face darkened, and he said speechlessly, "I only have a little bit of New Year's goods, why would I need so much money?"

We left the mall.

But outside the mall, two freight trucks were parked, completely full of boxes, each containing neatly arranged hundred-yuan bills.

The money has already been sent over; there's no reason to return it.

Jiang He waved his hand and put all the money into his storage ring, saying, "Fine... I'll take it since I'll need it a lot in the future anyway."

Then, with another wave of his hand, he took out a set of holy weapons and a bottle of elixirs.

This set of sacred items includes a superior-grade sacred weapon armor, mid-grade sacred weapon boots, and a superior-grade sacred weapon sword.

These things cannot be measured by ordinary money.

Zhou Tong knew Jiang He's current abilities, and since Jiang He already addressed him as "Uncle Zhou," he didn't refuse and immediately accepted the pill, asking, "Jiang He, what exactly is the purpose of this elixir?"

"How should I take it?"

"what?"

Jiang He said, "I don't know... Anyway, don't use it recklessly. I forgot whether this elixir was taken from the Great Sage or the Great Emperor. The power contained within it is too strong for you to handle right now. Go to Tianmen Pass later and have it appraised in the Hall of Merit. If you can't use it yourself, Uncle Zhou, exchange it for the resources you need."

Five hundred million for a set of holy weapons and a bottle of ridiculously high-grade elixirs—Zhou Tong was grinning from ear to ear.

He signaled the delivery truck to leave. Jiang He went to Mixue Ice Cream outside the mall to buy milk tea. When he returned, he found that the supermarket bill hadn't been settled yet, so he said, "After you've finished settling it, take it to Anning Mental Hospital and find me."

He tossed down a box of money and said, "Here's a million; we'll make up the difference later."

"Too much, too much!"

The supermarket owner chuckled and said, "Mr. Jiang, even if you took everything out of my supermarket, it wouldn't be worth a million."

Wucheng is, after all, a small place.

The prices are low, unlike in big cities where a pound of grapes can cost several hundred yuan in supermarkets. Here, you can find mostly affordable goods, and there aren't many good wines available.

"It's alright, we'll refund the difference and collect the difference."

When Jiang He arrived on the first floor, he found that Zhu Lingzhi and Xiao Yao had already picked out clothes and were carrying a lot of bags. He immediately threw a box of money at the clothing store owner on the first floor and asked them to send the clothes to Anning Mental Hospital.

He's going to participate in a lottery.

The boss simply pushed the electric scooter over and gave it to Jiang He.

Jiang He said, "Isn't this inappropriate? I've always had bad luck; what if I don't get it?"

The shop owner laughed and said, "Mr. Jiang, you've spent so much here. Let alone the lucky draw, even if we gave you a free car, it wouldn't be much."

"Thank you very much."

Jiang He rode his electric scooter out of the mall, carrying Zhu Lingzhi and Xiao Yao all the way to Anning Mental Hospital.

The hospital was also decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a festive atmosphere.

The patients and medical staff were overjoyed to see Jianghe return.

Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Mazi, Wei Jian, Chen Yu, and Feng Shaoyu rushed over upon hearing the news. They grabbed Jiang He, tossed him high into the air, caught him, and tossed him up again.

Wang Mazi exclaimed excitedly, "Sixth Brother, well done!"

"Sweeping across the heavens, killing Emperor Lu Ya of the Golden Crow Clan, and single-handedly forcing the Blood Clan, Bone Clan, Barbarian Clan, Insect Clan, Crystal Clan, and Heavenly Demon Clan to seal their realms—that's incredibly impressive!"

Chen Yu also said excitedly, "When we first formed the Seven Swordsmen of Anning, we were lucky to have included that son of a bitch Jiang He... Now the name of the Seven Swordsmen of Anning has resounded throughout Kunlun, and it will spread throughout the heavens sooner or later."

Suddenly, someone shouted—

"The dean is here!"

"The dean is back from shopping for New Year's goods!"

"The dean is giving out new clothes!"

Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi said in unison, "Let's go take a look."

Wei Jian, Chen Yu, and Feng Shaoyu turned and ran.

Hey!
Jiang He, who had been thrown into the air, crashed heavily to the ground. He got up and looked at the large Jinbei van that was driving in from the hospital gate... The person sitting in the driver's seat of the van was none other than "Director An" of Anning Mental Hospital.

The moment Jiang He's gaze fell on "Dean An," he was taken aback.

Dean An seemed to sense Jiang He's gaze and immediately looked over.

He stopped the car, waved to Jiang He, and said with a smile, "Jiang He, you're back?"

Jiang He patted the dirt off his backside, stood up, and walked towards Dean An, saying, "You're back... Dean An, did you... go shopping for New Year's goods?"

Dean An, beaming, said, "Our hospital's profits have been very good this year. It's almost Chinese New Year, so I personally paid for a shirt for every patient in our hospital... Security guard, come here and bring the shirts down."

Bags of clothes were taken out of the trunk of the minivan.

A security guard joked, "Dean An, do we have any new clothes?"

"Yes, yes, yes, everyone gets a share!"

Dean An took a bag of clothes from the passenger seat and handed it to the security guard. The guard opened the bag and was immediately struck dumb—

"Security...security uniform?"

Dean An said, "Yes, brand new security guard uniforms."

Hey!
Jiang He vaguely saw the security guard's mouth move a few times, as if he had uttered a few lines of classical Chinese poetry.

Chen Yu ran over to help carry the clothes, and deliberately tore open a black bag by accident, exclaiming in shock, "Holy crap... a hospital gown?"

"correct."

Dean An said, "These are brand new hospital gowns; I specially ordered them from the manufacturer..."

Ah this...

It's Chinese New Year, why are you bothered by these new clothes?

But on second thought, it seems reasonable for Dean An, who can play mahjong with patients and even lose money, to do something like this.

He looked at Dean An, sighed, and said with emotion, "This time I returned to the ancestral star, intending to talk to the reclusive experts there... Before coming here, I even fantasized about what to do if I found those reclusive experts?"

"Is it to blame them for not protecting Kunlun Realm back then, or for not fighting back when the ancestral star's spiritual energy was recovering and it was plagued by ferocious beasts... or perhaps we can all calm down and sit down for a proper talk."

"But I never expected..."

"Hidden powerhouses are all around me!"

Dean An shook his head and sighed, "What kind of reclusive expert am I? I'm just a frail old man in his twilight years... I've simply lived a long time and am lucky enough not to die, so I've found some things to do that make me happy."

Jiang He: "Can this place... make you happy?"

Dean An smiled and said, "Yes... although you patients are usually a bit mischievous and cause a lot of trouble, you can inadvertently bring benefits to people!"

wipe!
Jiang He said with a dark face, "Dean An, I want to reiterate, I am not sick!"

Dean An: "Yes, yes, you're not sick."

"........."

Jiang He felt that Dean An's words were somewhat sarcastic, but he didn't have time to correct him. He said, "Actually, when you fell from the rooftop and landed headfirst on the ground without any injury, I guessed that you were not an ordinary person... but I never expected that you would be an ancient emperor of our human race."

"But I'm curious, as a progenitor-level being, if all you want is to seek pleasure... there are many things in this world that bring pleasure, so why did you choose to become the director of Anning Mental Hospital?"

"Hey!"

Dean An sighed and said, "This is a long story... You asked me before why I didn't intervene when the ancestral star's spiritual energy was revived and it encountered a ferocious beast... I can answer you now."

"Because I was in such a bad state at the time that I couldn't even make a move."

“I shouldn’t have woken up forty years ago… but the spiritual energy revival caused problems in the place where I was sleeping. I woke up prematurely and even lost my memory, becoming crazy… It was the old headmaster who took me in.”

"Until later, when the beast tide broke out in Wucheng 20 years ago, the old dean burned himself to repel the beast tide..."

"He was a transcendent awakener in the mental realm... Before he died, he poured his remaining mental energy into my body, saying that he wanted to help me find myself... It was at that time that my sealed memories were unlocked, and I was able to remember the past."

"But by then, humanity had already risen to power and no longer needed my intervention."

Jiang He remained silent for a moment, then asked, "What about the other reclusive experts? Have they awakened like Dean An?" (End of Chapter)