Ahhhhh Legs Legs Legs Legs Legs!! Ahhhhh Head Head Head Head Head Head!!

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The next day.

Eight in the morning.

Jiang Fu opened his eyes, looking completely refreshed.

After a night of cultivation.

The progress on the "Star Gazing Chart on a Rainy Night," Silken Rain Chapter, had already reached 5.66%.

Much faster than expected.

The Spirit Power consumed yesterday had also fully recovered.

Most importantly.

Jiang Fu had broken through.

His Spirit Power had risen from the original 1000 to 1005.

Though it only increased by five points.

It was a qualitative leap.

Now Jiang Fu's Spirit Power value was obtained after being multiplied by ten.

Under normal circumstances, improvement was nearly impossible.

The only explanation was...

Extreme Dao, Star Gazing Chart on a Rainy Night!

"Not just the Spirit Power value—my Spirit Power intensity seems to have increased quite a bit too!"

"Tomorrow at noon, the multiplication by ten for Spirit Power will be lifted."

"By then, cultivating under normal Spirit Power should yield even better results!"

"Ah, another beautiful day!"

Jiang Fu stretched his back.

He unconsciously released his Spirit Power.

The bed in the next room was neatly made, but empty.

Jiang Fu was slightly stunned, a faint sense of loss washing over him.

But the next moment.

He found the girl's figure in the dining room on the first floor.

Shi Jiu was wearing a black hoodie and casual pants.

Sitting by the dining table, she was unwrapping the packaging of a takeout order.

She noticed Jiang Fu's Spirit Power.

Tilting her face slightly, she said, "Come down and eat."

"Ah, okay."

Jiang Fu grinned, quickly got up from the bed.

After washing up.

He took a matching hoodie and casual pants from the wardrobe and put them on.

When Shi Jiu saw Jiang Fu come downstairs.

She said a little sheepishly, "I can't cook, so you'll have to make do with takeout."

Forcing herself to cook would just be harmful.

Jiang Fu looked at the simple century egg congee and steamed buns on the table.

He couldn't help but smile. "Takeout tastes pretty good too."

Shi Jiu took a sip of the century egg congee.

Her small face scrunched up slightly. "It's not good at all."

Sigh...

It wasn't that it wasn't good—it was that her palate had been spoiled.

After eating Jiang Fu's cooking.

How could she stomach this stuff anymore?

Jiang Fu stood up.

Under Shi Jiu's puzzled gaze, he walked into the kitchen.

Before long.

A cold dish of king crab legs and a plate of shrimp with broccoli floated onto the dining table.

Shi Jiu's eyes lit up.

She quickly picked up a shrimp and popped it into her mouth. "This is the best!"

Jiang Fu smiled, sat down at the table, and began drinking his congee.

Cooking skill multiplied by ten.

Cooking speed multiplied by ten.

Flavor multiplied by ten.

For Jiang Fu, cooking was just a matter of moving his hands.

"By the way, how's your body?"

Jiang Fu looked at the girl sitting across from him.

Shi Jiu chewed the shrimp and mumbled, "Already healed."

"According to my estimate, the poison should've taken at least ten days to half a month to fully disappear."

"But now, it's gone in less than two days."

"It's like my poison resistance suddenly skyrocketed."

Jiang Fu lowered his head, burying his face in the bowl of century egg and lean pork congee in front of him.

"...As long as you're okay, that's what matters."

"Your poison resistance improving—that's a good thing."

"At least you won't get poisoned again from now on."

Shi Jiu nodded thoughtfully.

Nine in the morning.

At some intersection in the city.

Shi Jiu looked at Jiang Fu, a little uneasy. "If anything unexpected happens, call me immediately."

"I'll get there as fast as I can."

Jiang Fu waved his hand and laughed. "Don't worry, I'm going to play the ambusher, not pick a fight."

Shi Jiu patted Jiang Fu on the shoulder.

"Alright then, I'm off."

With that, Shi Jiu waved at Jiang Fu and vanished around the street corner.

Jiang Fu watched her retreating figure.

Then he headed in the other direction.

Bin City Ninth Martial Artist Hospital.

Both its environment and medical facilities far surpassed those of Jiang City Ninth People's Hospital.

In the morning, there weren't many people here.

But almost all of them were martial artists with surging blood and qi.

Ordinary people were rarely seen.

Inpatient ward.

Jiang Fu, relying on his Spirit Power with a coverage radius of a hundred meters, quickly locked onto the positions of Guo Fangdong, Ge Yanxia, and Guo Xiaofeng.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Jiang Fu's brow twitched.

He noticed a middle-aged man, wearing a hospital gown, taking a walk in the hospital garden.

Through his Spirit Power, Jiang Fu could clearly sense a watery ripple undulating around the man's body.

Its coverage range was about twenty-plus meters.

"Spirit Power!"

"A Psychic Master!"

In this District Nine martial artist hospital, Jiang Fu had finally encountered another Psychic Master.

But—

Jiang Fu could sense the other's Spirit Power through his own.

But that middle-aged Psychic Master, with his extraordinary bearing and clearly formidable background, seemed utterly oblivious to Jiang Fu's Spirit Power.

"My Spirit Power is obviously stronger than his."

"When Shi Jiu looked at me, it must have been the same..."

Jiang Fu set aside his thoughts.

He sat down on a bench outside the inpatient building.

Using his Spirit Power to observe the family of three.

Inside the high-level VIP Ward on the sixth floor.

Guo Xiaofeng, with tubes sticking out of him, was throwing a furious tantrum.

He had driven the nurse attending to him out.

Jiang Fu stroked his chin.

"As expected of a Martial Artist hospital—the medical facilities are truly impressive."

"They can even fix this..."

Under his Spirit Power's sweep, Guo Xiaofeng's condition, though still somewhat absurd, was trending in the right direction.

It would probably take a few months, but he'd recover and be discharged.

"Just wondering how they handled those ten things."

"Did they cut them off, or just leave them there..."

In the two adjacent high-level VIP Wards, Ge Yanxia and Guo Fangdong's conditions were more severe.

Especially Guo Fangdong.

His body was covered in thick tubes.

And he had swelled up several sizes.

At this moment, Jiang Fu sat downstairs in a baseball cap and black mask, with no intention of going up to confront the family of three head-on.

"Multiplying Blood Sugar, Blood Lipids, and Blood Pressure by ten again? That's boring."

"How about something more exciting!"

Jiang Fu's Spirit Power locked onto Guo Xiaofeng.

At that moment.

Guo Xiaofeng was cursing under his breath, holding his phone and chatting with someone unknown.

"Multiply leg count by ten, duration five seconds."

Whoosh!

The next moment.

Guo Xiaofeng's body suddenly froze.

A flicker of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Then slowly, very slowly, he lifted the blanket covering his legs.

Guo Xiaofeng stared at his lower body—twenty legs spread out like a peacock's tail.

He rubbed his eyes hard.

Trembling, he moved a leg.

Then—

One leg moved.

Two legs moved...

All twenty legs moved at once.

"Aaaahhh!!!"

"Legs legs legs legs legs!!"

"My legs, my legs!!!"

"Aaaahhh, my legs, twenty legs, how did I grow twenty legs!!"

"Help! Help!!!"

Guo Xiaofeng froze for a moment.

Then a wailing cry of terror tore from his throat.

He practically rolled off the bed.

Pounding frantically at the call button in the ward.

Before long.

A nurse rushed in.

"Patient! Get back on the bed!"

By now.

The tubes inserted into Guo Xiaofeng had completely come loose.

Somewhat yellowed blood, like a water gun.

Sprayed wildly from the needle holes.

Three nurses who arrived at the commotion were startled.

They scrambled to help him back onto the bed.

Guo Xiaofeng sobbed: "Legs!! I grew twenty legs, twenty legs!"

The three nurses exchanged glances.

Then looked at Guo Xiaofeng like he was insane.

"Patient, you only have two legs. Where would twenty come from?"

Guo Xiaofeng blinked: "Two legs?"

"It really is two legs... Was it an illusion?"

The three nurses all facepalmed.

After calming Guo Xiaofeng down a bit, they left the ward.

Jiang Fu observed the departing nurses with his Spirit Power.

Silently calculating the time and distance of their arrival.

Then...

"Head, Multiply by Ten, for ten seconds."

Guo Xiaofeng, sitting on the bed panting heavily.

Suddenly felt his neck grow heavy.

His entire upper body wobbled and tipped straight to one side.

Guo Xiaofeng's twenty eyes brimmed with disbelief. He reached out his hands, trembling, to touch his head.

"Aaaaaaah!!"

"Head head head head head!!!"

"I—I—help!!"

"I grew so many heads!!!"

Then, he rolled over.

Fell off the bed again.

And started pounding frantically at the call button.

When the three nurses came back again.

Guo Xiaofeng's head had already returned to normal.

Now.

He was kneeling on the floor, hammering the call button like mad.