257 Unserious Immortal Physique Cultivation
In truth, Wang Hou was inwardly resistant to the idea of Amoxicillin capsules.
After all, he knew his own injury better than anyone.
It was no big deal for a Void-tier elite to have a hole in his belly, but the problem was the Sword Will and Demonic Qi that the Sky Demon Cult’s Saint left upon his wounds. Even so, he just had to remain in confinement to recover around ten days to half a month and grind that off with his own Yuan Qi.
Hence, he stammered for quite a while, simply unwilling to take the medicine.
Jiang He lifted a brow at that, and asked, “Could you be afraid of taking medicine, Minister Wang?”
Wang Hou sneered inwardly. Are you goading me now?
Sure, that works on children, but what use was that against him?
“Jiang He, I really can’t take that medicine. Moreover, the Amoxicillin capsule is anti-inflammatory, which helps with easing nose infection… Eh?”
The wound that healed just now split apart again.
“Well now…” Jiang He shook his head and scolded. “How old are you, Minister Wang? Still grumbling and complaining like a three-year-old just over medicine?”
“Look, the Sword Qi and Demonic Qi on your body have yet to fade, and only your wounds are healed. Now, healing the symptoms and not the cause blew up the wound that just recovered, no thanks to that burst of Sword Qi.”
Jiang He hence took out two Amoxicillin capsules and handed them to Wang Hou.
Wang Hou accepted the capsules stiffly, rearing his head and ate them.
Though he wanted to remind Wang Hou to wash the capsules down with warm water, Jiang He decided to say nothing. It was normal—some people were born having a hard time swallowing pills, while others like Wang Hou did not even need water to wash it down.
With that, Jiang He picked up the band-aid Wang Hou tore off and stick it on Wang Hou again, before saying, “Alright, Minister Wang, it’s almost sunrise. Take your time to recover—I’m off to get a place to sleep.”
“There are guest rooms here in the Martial Arts Department (MAD),” Wang Hou offered then. “I’ll have Deputy Zhou make the arrangements.”
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“No need, no need. There’s a hotel outside, I could just get a room.”
Jiang He decided to make an effort to improve his ability.
He turned towards his System Panel.
[Name: Jiang He]
[Cultivation: Immortal Path—complete Golden Pellet; Martial Arts—divine-tier (divine conversion)]
[Ability: Royal Sword, fire]
[Martial Arts Cultivation: Indestructible Diamond (Mastery+), Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (Mastery+), Blind Princess’s Eight Practices (Third Practice+), Strengthened Nine Yang Technique (Eighth Tier+), Ninefold Thunderblade (Seventh Fold+), Dragon-Elephant Prajna (Fifteenth Tier+), Nine Stars Heavenly Body Formula (Second Tier+), Three Thousand Calamities (Second Style+), Twenty-Three Swords (First Style+)]
[Owned Land: 9 Mu]
[Farm Level: 5 (EXP 15000/500000)]
After all, he knew his own injury better than anyone.
It was no big deal for a Void-tier elite to have a hole in his belly, but the problem was the Sword Will and Demonic Qi that the Sky Demon Cult’s Saint left upon his wounds. Even so, he just had to remain in confinement to recover around ten days to half a month and grind that off with his own Yuan Qi.
Hence, he stammered for quite a while, simply unwilling to take the medicine.
Jiang He lifted a brow at that, and asked, “Could you be afraid of taking medicine, Minister Wang?”
Wang Hou sneered inwardly. Are you goading me now?
Sure, that works on children, but what use was that against him?
“Jiang He, I really can’t take that medicine. Moreover, the Amoxicillin capsule is anti-inflammatory, which helps with easing nose infection… Eh?”
The wound that healed just now split apart again.
“Well now…” Jiang He shook his head and scolded. “How old are you, Minister Wang? Still grumbling and complaining like a three-year-old just over medicine?”
“Look, the Sword Qi and Demonic Qi on your body have yet to fade, and only your wounds are healed. Now, healing the symptoms and not the cause blew up the wound that just recovered, no thanks to that burst of Sword Qi.”
Jiang He hence took out two Amoxicillin capsules and handed them to Wang Hou.
Wang Hou accepted the capsules stiffly, rearing his head and ate them.
Though he wanted to remind Wang Hou to wash the capsules down with warm water, Jiang He decided to say nothing. It was normal—some people were born having a hard time swallowing pills, while others like Wang Hou did not even need water to wash it down.
With that, Jiang He picked up the band-aid Wang Hou tore off and stick it on Wang Hou again, before saying, “Alright, Minister Wang, it’s almost sunrise. Take your time to recover—I’m off to get a place to sleep.”
“There are guest rooms here in the Martial Arts Department (MAD),” Wang Hou offered then. “I’ll have Deputy Zhou make the arrangements.”
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“No need, no need. There’s a hotel outside, I could just get a room.”
Jiang He decided to make an effort to improve his ability.
He turned towards his System Panel.
[Name: Jiang He]
[Cultivation: Immortal Path—complete Golden Pellet; Martial Arts—divine-tier (divine conversion)]
[Ability: Royal Sword, fire]
[Martial Arts Cultivation: Indestructible Diamond (Mastery+), Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (Mastery+), Blind Princess’s Eight Practices (Third Practice+), Strengthened Nine Yang Technique (Eighth Tier+), Ninefold Thunderblade (Seventh Fold+), Dragon-Elephant Prajna (Fifteenth Tier+), Nine Stars Heavenly Body Formula (Second Tier+), Three Thousand Calamities (Second Style+), Twenty-Three Swords (First Style+)]
[Owned Land: 9 Mu]
[Farm Level: 5 (EXP 15000/500000)]
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