Secretary Zhou was left speechless just then.
Jiang He was adept at secret Yuan Spirit techniques, and the most unbelievable thing was that he could use them even before he cultivated his Yuan Spirit when he was still Golden Pellet. Secretary Zhou knew that he had used his Yuan Spirit secret realm to slay the Golden-Winged Roc, a full-fledged Yuan Spirit Sky Demon, and many other powerful foes.
That was why Yuan Spirit damage was a common occurrence for Jiang He.
"Could Minister Wang have some hidden injury?"
Jiang He frowned and said, "It's fine if it's mental damage. I haven't been sleeping well recently, and I even deliberately used my Yuan Spirit secret technique as a sleeping pill, so that I would fall asleep from exhaustion every night. It's not that serious."
Secretary Zhou was dumbstruck.
Still, Jiang He's tone changed then and he said, "I get it … everyone's physique is different."
Physique, my foot!
Secretary Zhou was almost going crazy. You're clearly the one who's too freakish, alright?
Jiang He sighed and said, "Well, since breakfast isn't ready yet, I'll go with you to Jingdu City and see if I could help Minister Wang."
"Thank you, Mister Jiang."
Secretary Zhou's eyes lit up.
In the next split second, Jiang He took to the skies and reached out to grab Secretary Zhou, bringing him up into the air.
Invoking the Golden Radiance Sword, he flew with Secretary Zhou, covering fifty kilometers in an instant and landing at the Martial Arts Department (MAD) headquarters in no time at all, arriving at Wang Hou's training room.
There was a sickbed inside, and Wang Hou was lying pale-faced on it.
Beside the bed was an old Chinese medicine doctor with white hair.
Jiang He could not help glancing at him.
The old Chinese medicine doctor was actually a martial artist as well. His qi and blood were not strong, but he had cultivated True Qi up to rank-five pinnacle. Moreover, his spirit was powerful, and his entire body was filled with a special energy. He must be an Awakened, and he was around A-tier intermediate, which was equivalent to rank-eight martial artists.
After Secretary Zhou's introduction, Jiang He learned about the old Chinese medicine doctor's identity …
He was once the imperial physician of a national leader and was quite famous in the field of Chinese medicine. After the Revival of Qi, he unexpectedly awakened superpowers.
The old Chinese medicine doctor was acquainted with Jiang He and was very respectful toward him, which made Jiang He a little embarrassed. "You're being too polite, Doctor Zhou … by the way, what is your superpower? I don't mean anything by it. I'm just curious. "
"There's nothing to hide."
Speaking of his extraordinary ability, Physician Zhou was a little proud as he said, "The extraordinary ability that I awakened is related to acupuncture. I can use qi to manipulate needles and execute many acupuncture techniques that have been lost in history."
"How is Minister Wang?"
Jiang He then asked about Wang Hou's condition.
Doctor Zhou briefly explained the situation and said helplessly, "His mind is too damaged, and he might have injured his Martial Dao Yuan Shen. There's nothing I can do."
On the side, Secretary Zhou said, "I've already asked the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for spirit medicine that can help with mental injuries, but Minister Wang cultivates a martial arts Yuan Shen, which is fundamentally different from an immortal's Yuan Shen. Those spirit pills that are useful for an immortal's Yuan Shen are not very useful for Minister Wang."
"I've mobilized every MAD branch to search for floral spirits across the country, hoping to find one that would be useful to Minister Wang."
Jiang He's gaze twitched.
Floral spirits had special effects and were more mystical than normal mutated plants and herbs, and might have the ability to heal mental injuries. "The Ferals are weak in the country," he said, "and martial artists have explored many dangerous places in the mountains and rivers, so we could send some martial elites to explore outside the country."
Secretary Zhou flashed a pained smile. "It's not as if I haven't thought of that, but the situation outside the country is very chaotic. With the second Revival of Qi, some of the powerful Ferals have evolved to become even more frightening, especially since the martial arts outside the country are lacking. Most of them rely on technology to repel the Ferals, and many of the Ferals have mutated a second time under the effects of nuclear radiation, giving birth to many powerful Ferals. It would be dangerous to send martial artists outside the country recklessly."
"Oh?"
Jiang He was surprised. He had often paid attention to the situation outside the country when he first transmigrated, but he no longer cared about that as his cultivation improved. "Is the situation outside the country that dangerous?" he asked in surprise. "According to what I know, there are some ancient legacies in the west, and many elites might have survived until now. Are they not making a move?"
"Well …"
At the mention of that, Secretary Zhou could not help laughing out loud.
Then, realizing his mistake, he tightened his face, but it did not last more than three seconds before he cracked up again. "I'm sorry, Mister Jiang," he said after laughing a few times. "I really can't help it."
Jiang He was baffled and left at a loss.
What is he laughing about?
Why is my question so funny?
Secretary Zhou, on the other hand, took a deep breath and held back his smile. "Mister Jiang, there are indeed many ancient legacies in the west, and many elites have survived to this day. Some time ago, the Daemon King of Skull Island appeared, and it was said that three elites who survived from ancient times went to ambush it … and were killed by the Daemon King."
"…"
Jiang He did a double take, and could not help laughing out loud as well.
It seems that the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist was right … the western legacies were too weak.
Those spells born out of the Daoist arts of the five elements and certain rules of Dao were merely side branches of Dao, and yet they were worshipped as gods by western cultivators. What elites could be born from them?
The Hua Nation had a good grasp of overseas intelligence, and Secretary Zhou even knew the names of the three ancient western elites: one was a sacred mage, while the other two were sacred warriors.
Still, Jiang He was not too familiar with the categorization of cultivation, and so asked a few more questions.
Secretary Zhou said, "I've verified and compared the western cultivation categorization with the immortals of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the Jiuhua Sect, and the other sects. The sacred warriors and sacred mages are equivalent to Paragon in martial arts, or Mahayana-tier for cultivators. However, sacred warriors and sacred mages are weaker than Paragon and Mahayana-tier cultivators of the same tier."
"And above the sacred realm is the divinity realm."
"According to the western categorization, the divinity realm is equivalent to the immortal realm of cultivators, and is divided into Lesser Deity, Intermediate Deity, Greater Deity, and Overdeity. The so-called Overdeity is equivalent to Grand Luo for cultivators."
"Oh?"
Jiang He was a little surprised and said, "If that's the case, the western legacies are not that weak … Grand Luo … Grand Luo would not be weak even across worlds. By the way, what's up with that Daemon King of Skull Island? A Sanctuary Magician and two Sanctuary Warriors were no match for it. Could it be that the Daemon King has become a Daemon Immortal? "
Jiang He knew about the Daemon King of Skull Island.
It was said to be an ape king that was extremely brutal. This fellow also had an "ancient bloodline." It was said that it did not awaken after the revival of spirit energy. Its existence could be traced back to hundreds of years ago. It was said that during World War II, a certain country had once found traces of it on an island in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean. In order to deal with it, they suffered heavy losses.
That was how the Skeleton Island came to be known as the Skeleton Island.
It was publicly acknowledged as the strongest Feral Emperor on Earth.
And now, it seemed that …
The ape king's ability at the time had probably far surpassed that of a Feral Emperor. Still, that was to be expected since the ape had not fought since the Revival of Qi, and everyone's judgment of its ability was merely a guess.
"Interesting."
Jiang He's interest was piqued.
A Mahayana-tier Daemon King?
Possessed an ancient bloodline?
To be able to fight against three western elites who survived from ancient times …
"Don't tell me this guy has the bloodline of a divine beast?" Even as the thought crossed his mind, Jiang He glanced at Wang Hou, who was lying on the sickbed. He had opened his eyes weakly and was about to get up when he saw Jiang He, only to be held down by Jiang He.
"Jiang He, I …"
"Don't say anything, Minister Wang!"
Jiang He stopped Wang Hou who was about to speak and comforted him, "Don't worry and rest. It's just a minor injury to your spirit. I'll prescribe some medicine for you later, and I guarantee that you'll see results after you take it."
As he spoke, he turned towards the white-haired Doctor Zhou beside him and asked, "Doctor Zhou, may I ask … what are the more common medicines for soothing the mind and nourishing the mind?"
"Soothing the mind and nourishing the mind?"
Doctor Zhou replied. "Mister Jiang, normal soothing medicine won't work on Minister Wang's injury."
Still, he named several types of medicine that could soothe the mind and nourish the mind.
There were Chinese medicine and western medicine, such as Baile Mian, Sweet Dream Capsules, Soothing Brain Fluid, Compound Date Kernel Capsules, Guipi Pills, Jiaotai Pills, Mind Calming Pills, Cinnabar Pills, Brain Nourishing Pills, and so on …
Judging from the names, Soothing Brain Fluid and Mind Calming Pills would be more suitable.
Still, when he thought about it and remembered that Wang Hou often drank tea with wolfberries …
"It's kidney deficiency."
Jiang He made up his mind then and said, "Alright, Minister Wang, Secretary Zhou, Doctor Zhou, get some rest. I'm heading back for breakfast, and I'll bring the medicine to Minister Wang in the afternoon."
Whoosh!
He took to the skies and disappeared from Jingdu City in an instant, and soon returned home.
Of course.
Before he did, Jiang He made a trip to Lingzhou City and bought several boxes of Brain Nourishing Pills from the pharmacy.
Mind damage, after all.
To put it bluntly, his spirit was so severely depleted that his Martial Yuan Spirit and brain were damaged.
As for the brain …
It naturally nourishes the brain.
This effect could heal the mental damage of a Noble.
As for the kidney …
It was a gift for Wang Hou.
"He has cultivated up to this level in martial arts, but he's still weak in the kidneys … could there be something wrong with Minister Wang?" Jiang He muttered. Meanwhile, his maid had just finished preparing breakfast.
After breakfast, Jiang He arrived at his farm, only to find that it was all green and oily … ginseng!
"Oh … the mutated ginseng seeds I planted have already grown so big?"
The ginseng was growing delightfully.
The top half of it was sticking out of the soil.
It was white and plump like a radish, and the part that was sticking out of the ground was as thick as a child's arm and six to seven centimeters long.
"Gasp!"
Jiang He inhaled sharply.
If the part that was sticking out of the ground was six to seven centimeters, wouldn't the entire ginseng be around twenty centimeters long?
Such a thick and huge ginseng …
Who had seen it before?
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
