After dinner, as night fell, Chen Jiuyang moved the medicinal herbs into Qingzhu Mountain.
Qingzhu Xian transmitted a divine sense to Chen Jiuyang: "Master, last night three people tried to bully your sister and mother. I killed them all."
Chen Jiuyang nodded: "Well done. I'm going to cultivate now. You guard me and absorb the residual medicinal power from me."
"Yes, Master."
Chen Jiuyang lit the fire under the giant medicinal cauldron and placed the herbs and water inside in sequence. The medicinal soup he was using was called the Three-Revolving Yuan-Returning Pill, the best auxiliary cultivation soup in the Profound Realm. It could nourish Chen Jiuyang's soul, body, and blood simultaneously.
Chen Jiuyang took off his clothes and sat inside the cauldron. His skin immediately turned red, and white smoke began to rise from his body. The powerful medicinal force entered Chen Jiuyang's body, and he circulated the Eight-Nine Profound Art with all his might.
The first acupoint was broken open, and Chen Jiuyang felt his strength increase by a full tenth.
Because he possessed the Nine-Nine Pure Yang Body, he was immune to medicinal poisoning. After the first acupoint was broken, he continued to cultivate.
The second acupoint was broken, the third acupoint was broken, and finally, the fourth acupoint was half-broken. The medicinal herbs, worth eighty million, were completely consumed.
Chen Jiuyang felt the surging power within him and was filled with joy. Coupled with the special boost from the Eight-Nine Profound Art, his soul had expanded to eight hundred and fifty meters.
However, this also made him gasp. Eighty million worth of medicinal herbs were spent by him in just a few hours, leaving him with only eleven million. This money was capital for gambling on stones.
He touched his nose: "It seems I need to start earning money sooner. 'Poor scholars, rich warriors,' the ancients did not deceive me."
He had a feeling that breaking the remaining acupoints would only be more difficult than the previous ones. He wondered how much more resources would be needed to break all twelve major acupoints.
After finishing his cultivation, Chen Jiuyang returned to his room to sleep. It was already past midnight. Chen Jiuyang thought Yao Zixuan had fallen asleep in bed. As he entered the room and prepared to sleep on the carpet, Yao Zixuan stirred on the bed and looked at him: "Jiuyang, can you come to bed and sleep with me?"
Yao Zixuan was wearing a semi-transparent sleepwear, her long hair cascading down. In the moonlight, she was incredibly alluring.
Chen Jiuyang: "This is not good."
"There's nothing wrong with it." Yao Zixuan pouted, her tone a little spoiled: "I just want to sleep with you. Will you agree?"
Her spoiled tone made Chen Jiuyang surrender. After all, although he was a descendant of an immortal physician, he was still a normal man.
To refuse such a beautiful temptress asking him to sleep with her would be unmanly.
Chen Jiuyang said: "Let's agree on something first. We can sleep together, but no touching."
"Hmph." Yao Zixuan playfully chided: "I should be the one saying that."
Chen Jiuyang smiled and got into bed. As he was about to sleep, a fiery, tender body embraced him tightly. Yao Zixuan whispered: "Just let me hold you like this while I sleep, Jiuyang."
Chen Jiuyang couldn't bear to refuse. He simply shifted his position, and they both fell asleep.
The next morning, Zhang Jialong called: "Jiuyang, are you free?"
Chen Jiuyang replied: "Brother Jialong, what's up? Have you arranged to meet that boxer He Yang?"
Zhang Jialong chuckled: "Not about that, but about another good thing."
"Good thing?"
Zhang Jialong said: "Indeed. If you're free, come to Fengcheng, and I'll tell you in person."
Chen Jiuyang said: "My sister is going to Fengcheng Medical College to register today. I need to take her to school. How about we meet at Fengcheng Medical College later?"
"Okay."
"Who is it, calling so early and disturbing my sleep?" Yao Zixuan mumbled, still a bit groggy from waking up, but her appearance was endearingly cute.
Chen Jiuyang couldn't help but gently kiss her forehead, then pat her backside: "Zixuan, wake up. We need to take my sister to university registration later."
Yao Zixuan trembled as Chen Jiuyang kissed her, her pretty face flushing. She immediately got out of bed to wash and put on makeup.
Chen Jiuyang also got up. After breaking through the acupoints last night, he knew that the first ray of purple energy in the morning no longer helped his cultivation. This saved him the effort of morning exercises. He went directly to Lin's manor to re-examine Lin Buwen. After a round of treatment, he returned home.
The Lin family's main contingent had already gathered in Fengcheng and were preparing to settle down. Lin Yuexian, as a direct descendant, had to take on responsibilities and had gone to Fengcheng yesterday.
Upon returning home, Yao Zixuan and Chen Yating had already packed. Chen Yating only brought a suitcase. As for bedding and mosquito nets, they would be bought after registering in the university dormitory. Chen Jiuyang was not short of money for such things now.
Driving to Fengcheng Medical College, Chen Jiuyang met Zhang Jialong. Chen Jiuyang said to Yao Zixuan: "Zixuan, take Yating to register at the university. I have something to discuss with Brother Jialong."
"Okay." Yao Zixuan took Chen Yating into the university.
Chen Jiuyang asked: "Brother Jialong, what good thing were you talking about?"
Zhang Jialong chuckled twice: "Jiuyang, I know you're wondering why I, someone from the Sharp Blade Legion, am a boss in Fengcheng's underworld. It's because the former retired General Zhu is in Fengcheng. He controls Fengcheng's underground order and prevents it from becoming chaotic. I work under him."
"This retired old general has many retired soldiers under him and has great influence in Fengcheng. His health is not good now. Yesterday, I was foolish. As long as you, Jiuyang, can cure General Zhu, I can ask General Zhu to step forward and help me resolve this matter, saving you the trouble of acting."
Chen Jiuyang thought for a moment and said: "Alright, take me to see General Zhu."
The decades of peace in Long Country were built upon the efforts of the people of the previous and the generation before that. For such an old general who contributed to national defense and kept countless citizens of Long Country safe, Chen Jiuyang felt it was his duty to visit and help General Zhu.
Not to mention, this General Zhu was a former general of the Sharp Blade Legion.
Getting into Zhang Jialong's car, Chen Jiuyang asked: "What is General Zhu's condition?"
Zhang Jialong sighed: "General Zhu is ninety-eight years old this year. His injury was sustained during the War of National Destiny in the 1960s. Perhaps his time is near, so his health has been poor. I don't have much hope, I just hope you can do your best to examine him."
Chen Jiuyang was filled with solemn respect. The War of National Destiny in the 1960s had brought about the current peace in Long Country.
Arriving at a mansion guarded by soldiers, with doctors, experts, and professors in white coats, Chen Jiuyang asked: "There are quite a few people trying to cure General Zhu."
"Heh." Zhang Jialong laughed: "If someone can cure General Zhu, their entire family will be elevated, and they can turn their fortunes around immediately. Aren't these unreliable doctors rushing to get involved?"
Chen Jiuyang nodded.
Zhang Jialong parked the car and led Chen Jiuyang to the guards at the entrance. He whispered to them: "I've brought the divine doctor from the legion who has a zero mortality rate."
The guard soldier was startled: "Zhang Jialong, are you kidding me?"
Zhang Jialong said earnestly: "Brother, do you think I would joke about something like this?"
The Sharp Blade Legion had not had a single death in a year. Even with extremely strict information security, some less critical information would still leak out, such as the divine doctor Chen Jiuyang, who was like a living dead man.
The guard soldier immediately saluted Chen Jiuyang: "You don't need to wait in line. Please come in!"