I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1360 - 1359: Venting Anger (Sixth Update)

Swish swish swish...

The Heaven-defying Seven Needles, like lightning, pierced the major acupoints around the body. Mysterious life force flowed from the seven silver needles into Zhang Xiaohao’s body.

Zhang Xiaohao dared not delay; he knew that this life force was the most valuable thing between heaven and earth.

It was only with the Shennong True Qi combined with the Heaven-defying Twelve Needles that this mysterious energy could be stimulated.

Otherwise, even if he used all his trump cards, he could not trigger this mysterious life force.

He operated the Shennong Battle Sky Technique, while absorbing the terrifying nature’s spiritual energy around him, refining this life force, and recovering from his injuries.

In cultivation, time slips away unnoticed.

In the blink of an eye, ten hours passed.

Swish!

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao opened his eyes, and two beams of light shot from within, disappearing into the air, dissipating two massive whirlpools.

"Phew!" Zhang Xiaohao exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

With a grab of his right hand, he removed the seven silver needles from his body.

"Ah! Since coming down the mountain, I never thought I would actually use the Heaven-defying Twelve Needles," Zhang Xiaohao said with a wry smile, touching his nose.

He placed the seven silver needles on the silky cloth of the Heavenly Silkworm and then solemnly stored them in the Shennong Ring.

After completing all of this,

Zhang Xiaohao sank his mind, feeling his physical condition.

After a night of recovery, whether in spirit or vitality, everything had returned to its peak state.

Moreover,

after this event, his soul power had faintly advanced, although slightly, it was very noticeable.

"This is a pleasant surprise!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and said.

He got up from the bed, took out a brand new suit, and put it on.

After everything was settled, Zhang Xiaohao opened the door and walked towards the living room.

In the living room,

Cheng Tianxue and a group of people were sitting on the sofa. Seeing Zhang Xiaohao coming downstairs, they all stood up quickly.

"Ah! Zhang Xiaohao, are you awake? How are your injuries?" Cheng Tianxue asked with concern.

"I’m all healed. By the way, where are the others? Why is it just you guys here?" Zhang Xiaohao asked puzzledly.

In the living room,

sat Cheng Tianxue, Su Ruobai, Cheng Qingsu, Mr. Cheng, and Sun Dafu, along with Xu Tianxing and Chen Lu, the couple.

"Zhang Jing and the others left when they woke up this morning. You hadn’t woken up then, so we didn’t disturb you!" Cheng Tianxue explained.

"Hmm!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

In his heart, he smiled wryly, these girls left without saying a word, afraid of stirring up emotions?

Gurgle!

Just then, Zhang Xiaohao’s stomach rumbled uncontrollably.

"Ah! Zhang Xiaohao, you’re hungry! Wait, I’ll go to the kitchen and bring out the prepared soup! Ruobai, come help me." Cheng Tianxue called out.

The two women got up and went to the kitchen.

Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s amused gaze, Divine Doctor Mo panicked internally.

"Master, the company is in ruins, and there’s a pile of things waiting for me to handle! I’ll go first." Divine Doctor Mo said weakly.

"Stop right there!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"Ah! Master, do you have any instructions?" Divine Doctor Mo said with a bitter face.

"Old Mo, as your master, I’ve been busy with other matters and haven’t had time to guide your medical skills, let alone your cultivation! Now that I’m free, I will guide your cultivation a bit." Zhang Xiaohao said solemnly.

"Master, I need to pee! Can you wait until I’m done before you guide me?" Divine Doctor Mo asked.

"Less nonsense! Follow me out." Zhang Xiaohao said.

After speaking, he walked straight outside.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao had already left the villa, Divine Doctor Mo, with a bitter smile and downcast head, walked out.

Outside the villa.

Zhang Xiaohao, with his hands behind his back, gazed at the sky, exuding the demeanor of a sage.

"Master, I’m not feeling well today, can we postpone the guidance to tomorrow?" Divine Doctor Mo said softly.

"Old Mo! Cultivation is like sailing against the current, always moving upwards. If you fear hardship and retreat in the face of challenges, lacking the heart of a strong one, you’ll never become a true powerhouse! Even your medical skills will regress!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Master, I feel a chill in my heart, suspecting you’re repaying kindness with enmity! Wanting to beat me up." Divine Doctor Mo said.

"Nonsense! Do you think a noble person like me would use such low excuses to beat you? If I really wanted to beat you, it would be openly and honestly!" Zhang Xiaohao scolded.

"Master, you’re right, I misunderstood." Divine Doctor Mo said.

However, in his heart, he rolled his eyes, not believing a word Zhang Xiaohao said, thinking that perhaps the Tiger’s Penis, ginseng, and other tonic substances he’d given his master had caused this trouble.

"Hmm, thinking this way shows you’ve made some progress! I won’t make it hard for you, just last three minutes against me, and you’ll pass this time." Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Master, isn’t three minutes too long? How about three seconds?" Divine Doctor Mo asked.

"Less talk! Start now, show your true skills, don’t let me underestimate you! If you can’t last three minutes and fall, I’ll give you a training plan, supplemented by Tiger’s Penis and other natural treasures to strengthen your body." Zhang Xiaohao said.

Whoosh!

He finished, stepped forward, and charged.

"Watch out!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a playful smile.

His right fist punched towards Divine Doctor Mo’s chest.

"Master, no offense!" Divine Doctor Mo said, clasping his fists.

As Zhang Xiaohao’s fist approached, Divine Doctor Mo operated his cultivation technique, a powerful True Qi appeared on his palms, exuding the momentum of the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Realm from his body.

Both hands reached forward, his right hand forming a claw aimed at Zhang Xiaohao’s incoming fist.

Simultaneously, his left hand, carrying strong wind, sought to clamp Zhang Xiaohao’s neck.

"Interesting!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

Flipping his fist, he easily avoided Divine Doctor Mo’s palms and struck his chest.

Bam!

Even though Zhang Xiaohao didn’t hit hard, his strength was overwhelming, knocking Divine Doctor Mo to the ground.

Whoosh!

Before Divine Doctor Mo could react, Zhang Xiaohao stepped forward again.

His fists and feet struck like a violent storm, targeting Divine Doctor Mo.

Bang bang bang...

Crisp sounds echoed from Divine Doctor Mo’s body.