Chapter 23: Give Me a Shot and I'll Tell You!

"Nonsense!"

"Your strength has just reached five thousand catties and is still far from ten thousand catties. You can't withstand the power of the Black Fire Spirit Root … Why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me to finish before eating!"

Zhang San was anxious.

He extended a finger, intending to dig out the Black Fire Spirit Root from Jiang He's mouth.

"Don't …"

Jiang He quickly said, "Don't interrupt, Third Brother. I've already swallowed it."

"It's over!"

Zhang San's face was ashen.

Pockmarked Wang, on the other hand, was yelling, "Quick …"

"Hold the brat down."

"I'll cut open his stomach and take out everything he swallowed before the Black Fire Spirit Root explodes … He's a physique cultivator, and this little injury is better than his body exploding from the Black Fire Spirit Root's power!"

"…"

Jiang He was dumbstruck.

He turned to run, only to be tackled to the ground by Li Si, who yelled, "Third Brother, what are you spacing out for … Hold my legs down, Fifth Brother, cut him open!"

"Don't, don't, don't …"

Jiang He kicked his legs and yelled, "Don't cut me open, don't cut me open! I'll pull it out myself, you don't have to cut me open!"

Pockmarked Wang approached him, blade in hand, saying, "The Black Fire Spirit Root is a part of the Black Fire Spirit Fruit, a floral spirit … The piece you bit off is worth at least a hundred million. You could still eat it after your body improves, but wouldn't it be a waste to pull it out?"

Holding Nirvana Blade, he gestured over Jiang He's stomach.

Jiang He was about to cry. "Fifth Brother, it won't be a waste, it won't be a waste … I'll pull it out and wash it, and I'll still be able to eat it!"

Boom!

That was when a searing, rich energy erupted from within Jiang He's body!

Zhang San, Li Si, and Pockmarked Wang's faces changed once again!

"The Black Fire Spirit Root has been digested. It's too late to cut open his stomach now!"

Li Si and Zhang San released their grip and said somberly, "Sixth Brother, you're on your own now. If you can withstand the Black Fire Spirit Root's power, your physique will improve, your muscles and bones will be strengthened, gaining ten thousand catties of strength. If you can't … you'll explode and die!"

Jiang He quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and sensed the energy.

The energy was searing and vast.

It was as if a volcano was erupting in his stomach!

Jiang He could feel his body heating up rapidly as if he was in a furnace. His organs, limbs, bones, skin, and every inch of his flesh were tingling, as if countless ants were crawling all over his body and biting him!

Crackle!

The sound of bones and tendons humming like beans being fried echoed from Jiang He's body.

In the senses of Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi, Jiang He's qi was strengthening at a visible rate.

And then …

Soon, peace was restored.

"Ding!"

"Spiritual Root consumed. Strength + 3000kg."

The system notification sounded in his mind.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Jiang He slowly opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of turbid air. Then, he abruptly clenched his fists, causing the air to explode!

He rose to his feet and punched the air!

Boom!

The sound of air exploding rang out again!

Pa!

Eight meters away.

The floor-to-ceiling window shattered!

Jiang He walked the path of pure physique refinement without True Qi.

The reason why the glass was shattered was because of the airflow caused by the punch!

"Gasp!"

Jiang He inhaled sharply and could not help exclaiming, "The Black Fire Spirit Root is actually so frightening. Just half of it increased my strength by 3000kg!"

Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi were not surprised by Jiang He's 3000kg increase in strength.

After all, that was the effect of the Black Fire Spirit Root.

Consuming and refining it would increase one's strength by ten thousand catties!

They were surprised that Jiang He did not suffer the slightest 'impact' after consuming the Black Fire Spirit Root. He did not even show the slightest expression of pain during the refinement process, let alone rupturing his meridians, tearing his flesh and exploding to death!

"Could I have bought a fake Black Fire Spirit Root?"

Zhang San walked a circle around Jiang He, muttering, "Wasn't it said that even a physique refiner with a strength of ten thousand catties would only be able to withstand the medicinal effects of the Black Fire Spirit Root, and would suffer considerable pain after consuming it?"

"Moreover …"

"Doesn't the Black Fire Spirit Root take around ten hours to completely refine?"

Li Si pulled out a handful of his hair.

He was known as the Deadly Poison Master.

Poison was his forte.

As for those who were proficient in poison, without exception, their attainments in "medical skills" would not be lacking.

He understood the characteristics and effects of floral spirits better than Zhang San did, and it was unbelievable that Jiang He had refined half of the Blackfire Spirit Root so quickly without suffering any 'impact'!

Pockmarked Wang was more direct. He put away the Nirvana Blade and asked, "Sixth Brother, how did you do it?"

"This …"

Jiang He mused to himself.

He guessed.

For him to be able to refine the "Black Fire Spirit Root" so quickly, perhaps it had something to do with the "System". However, this kind of thing was definitely not something he could tell others. Thus, after thinking for a while, he said, "Maybe it's because everyone's physique is different."

Crack!

While speaking.

He then ate the remaining half of the "Black Fire Spirit Root".

The burning sensation rose again.

"Ding!"

"Spiritual Root consumed. Strength + 3000kg."

Jiang He's strength increased exponentially.

His Vitality had increased by a large margin again.

Pockmarked Wang asked, "Old Six, how do you feel?"

Jiang He glanced at his System Panel.

[Strength: 8560kg]Clenching his fists, he experienced the feeling of his entire body being filled with explosive power. "It's wonderful … I feel like … I could kill a bull with one punch!"

Zhang San and Pockmarked Wang both turned towards Li Si.

Li Si cleared his throat and said, "Sixth Brother, I'm a little poor, so I don't have anything to give you … I've been brewing some poisons over the last few days, and I hope you don't mind."

Taking out three porcelain bottles, he introduced each of them to Jiang He.

"This white bottle contains the Strengthened Tendons Powder that I've specially brewed. It's colorless and odorless, and even a martial arts grandmaster's combat ability would be weakened by fifty percent!"

"This black bottle contains the Heart-Piercing Potion."

"It works best when smeared on a blade or a hidden weapon. Once poisoned, the victim's flesh would rot to the bone within twenty-four hours, and the poisoned blood would attack the heart after twenty-four hours, and there would be no cure in this world!"

"I've specially brewed the third potion for you. I've named it the Berserk Pellet. Once consumed, your strength would increase by two times for a short period, but it only lasts for five minutes, and there would be a period of weakness after the potion's effect wears off."

"There are three Berserk Pellets, and the interval between each use is three days. Do not use them too often, or you could easily damage your foundation!"

Jiang He solemnly accepted them, saying, "I have nothing to repay you for your treasured blade, spirit root, and wondrous medicine, but I can only prepare some wine as a farewell dinner …"

Whipping out his phone, he gave Yun Yanchen a call, saying, "Yanchen, do me a favor. Order a table of good food and wine for me and have it delivered to the hospital."

Then, he hung up.

Zhang San then said, "Jiang He, call Director An over if it's convenient. You have to build a good relationship with him if you want to live comfortably in the hospital, and this ward would be empty once we're gone … it would be much more convenient for you to live and cultivate in the future if you move in here."

"Thank you for your advice, Brother San."

Jiang He said, "I'll call the director right now …"

"Hello, Director An."

"I don't have any other intentions. I just want to treat you to lunch."

"By the way, could you please bring me my medicine for lunch?"

…

Ward 207.

Li Jiang, Chen Xiang, and Brother Bai waited for almost an hour, but Jiang He was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Xiang was getting impatient.

"Li Jiang, are you mistaken?"

"Is that Jiang He really staying here?"

Li Jiang patted his chest in assurance.

Chen Xiang frowned. "Then where did he go?

Don't tell me the patients in the mental hospital don't stay in the wards, and can run around as they please? "

They had waited for an hour before they could be sure that Jiang He was the one who had injured Li Jiang and Ma Long!

Especially in an environment like a mental hospital, who could stand it?

Just now, Chen Xiang also saw a female patient defecating in the corridor!

He was a clean freak. If it wasn't for his high cultivation level, he would have vomited!

Seeing that Senior Brother Chen was a little unhappy, Li Jiang hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Chen, don't worry. I'll go and ask around again."

He hit 207.

Seeing that the door to Room 208 was open, he immediately walked in.

In the ward was an old man with white hair.

The old man was wearing a pair of reading glasses and was sitting at the head of the bed reading a book. He had the temperament of an "old professor" and didn't look too sick.

Li Jiang said, "Old Mister, can I ask you something?"

"Do you know Jiang He from Ward 207?"

"Do you know where he went?"

The old man turned to look at Li Jiang and said, "You want to ask where Jiang He is going? Give me an injection and I'll tell you! "

(End of Chapter)