I Really Want to Improve, I Dream of It!

"Doctor Yan, you're a good person!"

"But I can't very well let you work hard for nothing."

"See if this works. As for me, I really am a bit tight on cash right now."

"Let's count one dose of Black Tiger Powder secret medicine as ninety silver dollars!"

"Here are nine hundred silver dollars in banknotes. Give me ten doses of Black Tiger Powder secret medicine first."

"For the next ten days, I'll come here every day and drink one bowl of Black Tiger Powder secret medicine. What do you think?"

Jiang Wangzu pondered briefly, then took out nine hundred-yuan silver notes and placed them in front of the Little Medical Immortal as he spoke.

The Little Medical Immortal: "???"

No, buddy, you're this rich and still this low-key?

Taking out nine hundred silver dollars in one breath—this was definitely a rich guy with real means!

Never mind the lowest rungs of Shen City's populace; even ordinary people in Shen City with steady jobs earned less than nine silver dollars a month.

After deducting all kinds of expenses in a year, they could not save fifty silver dollars.

Jiang Wangzu had pulled out nine hundred in silver notes at once, equal to twenty years of savings for an ordinary person.

No wonder everyone said literature was for the poor and martial arts for the rich. Poor people without money simply could not practice martial arts!

"One dose of Black Tiger Powder secret medicine a day?"

"Are you insane?"

"Even a martial artist at the peak of Strength Training wouldn't dare take Strength Training secret medicine like that!"

"Although I'm not a martial artist, I've come into contact with plenty of them."

"Even a martial arts genius at the peak of Strength Training with a special constitution, someone especially able to absorb the effects of secret medicine..."

"One dose of Strength Training secret medicine every three to five days is already the limit."

"You shouldn't have reached the peak of Strength Training yet, right?"

"If you take Strength Training secret medicine this frequently, wasting the medicinal effect is one thing. In serious cases, you might die."

Yan Ruyu looked at Jiang Wangzu and spoke in disbelief.

"Black Tiger Powder secret medicine is very special, and the cultivation method I practice is also very special. One dose of Black Tiger Powder secret medicine a day is my sect's inheritance, so Doctor Yan doesn't need to worry."

"If you don't believe me, Doctor Yan can examine my body at any time and see whether there's anything wrong with me."

"Then how about we start decocting the Black Tiger Powder secret medicine today?"

Jiang Wangzu could hardly wait anymore.

He truly wanted to improve far too much. He even dreamed of it!

"Fine!"

Since Jiang Wangzu had said so, Yan Ruyu nodded as well.

After all, everyone had secrets, and martial arts inheritances had existed for a long time. Each school and sect naturally had its own special aspects.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Jiang Wangzu immediately left.

Because the people waiting behind him for treatment truly could not wait any longer. Some had already started cursing loudly.

However, in this era, doctors were still relatively respected, especially famous doctors like the Little Medical Immortal.

So these patients only dared to curse outside the consultation room. Once they arrived in front of the Little Medical Immortal, they instantly chickened out.

After trouble broke out at Dragon River Pier, the Police Station and the Canal Gang both increased their patrols. Even so, everyone was still jittery, like grass and trees mistaken for soldiers.

Jiang Wangzu saw the people from the Police Station take a pig and several chickens, chop them up, and throw them near Dragon River Pier, calling it a sacrifice to the Dragon River Water God.

In truth, Jiang Wangzu knew they had already adopted the rotten idea of Gu Changqing, the Canal Gang's Master Advisor.

In that case, Dragon River Pier had become a powder keg.

Who knew when the humanoid strange beast in the water would burst out of the river and begin a slaughter?

Although Jiang Wangzu had cultivated the Iron Crotch Technique to perfection and obtained the Golden Dual Kidneys, causing his strength to rise greatly, right now he was at most equivalent to a martial artist at minor accomplishment in Strength Training.

Beating up a few hoodlums was naturally no problem, but if he truly encountered a terrifying strange beast, he would not even be enough to get stuck between its teeth!

Today, Jiang Wangzu had heard the conversation between Master Advisor Gu of the Canal Gang and Li Lei, squadron leader of the Police Station, loud and clear.

Li Lei said that the strange beast in the water could probably only be dealt with by a martial artist who had reached the peak of force.

Master Advisor Gu said that the strange beast's physical body was comparable to that of a Xiantian Grandmaster.

Although Jiang Wangzu had only just come into contact with martial arts and still was not clear exactly what realms this peak of force and Xiantian Grandmaster were...

The title Xiantian Grandmaster sounded explosively awesome the moment he heard it, definitely an outstanding figure among martial artists.

Even if he cultivated Black Tiger Fist to perfection, he was afraid he would still be far inferior to a Xiantian Grandmaster.

That also meant he was far, far from being a match for that strange beast in the water.

So while patrolling this afternoon, he kept far, far away from Dragon River the whole time, not daring to go near it at all.

Time trickled by, drop by drop.

Jiang Wangzu finally held out until evening, then immediately set off for the rear courtyard of Benevolent World Hall.

The Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu, had left the door open for him at the rear courtyard.

He knocked on the door, and Yan Ruyu's voice came from inside the courtyard. "Please come in!"

Jiang Wangzu walked into the courtyard. The Little Medical Immortal glanced at him, then said, "Close the door properly."

After saying that, she continued compounding and decocting the prescription for the secret Black Tiger Powder medicine, placing the medicinal ingredients into a specially made clay pot in their proper sequence.

Only when the decoction in the clay pot began to boil did the Little Medical Immortal lightly sniff the evaporating medicinal liquid and nod in satisfaction.

"The secret medicine has already been prepared. Stand in Standing Posture beside the clay pot and absorb as much of the evaporating medicinal liquid as you can. You don't need to worry about anything else."

"In about half an hour, the Strength Training secret medicine will be fully decocted!"

Although the Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu, had seemed rather lively while seeing patients, even wanting to act as Jiang Wangzu's matchmaker and pull the red strings, when it came to her own field of expertise, she became extremely serious.

"All right!"

Hearing this, Jiang Wangzu nodded, stood beside the clay pot, and performed the Tiger-Subduing Stance.

Head suspended as if from above, chest hollowed and back raised, qi sinking to the dantian, shoulders relaxed and elbows dropped!

He entered the state in an instant.

In martial cultivation, stance work came first.

Many martial arts inheritances had matching stance skills.

Jiang Wangzu's Black Tiger Fist also had a matching stance skill.

As his Black Tiger Fist reached the entry level, his Tiger-Subduing Stance also fully reached the entry level.

Because the two were one to begin with.

So as a deviant cultivator of the martial path, he had never taken the ordinary route at all, and this had also caused his lower-body foundation to be lacking.

But he did not care, because as long as he ground Black Tiger Fist to minor achievement, his Tiger-Subduing Stance could also reach minor achievement.

If he ground Black Tiger Fist to the realm of perfection, then his Tiger-Subduing Stance could also reach the realm of great perfection.

For a single stance skill to reach the realm of great perfection was enough to make up for the flaw of his unstable lower-body foundation, and it could also lay a solid foundation for him to advance into a more powerful realm.

He entered the state so quickly. Not bad.

It's just that this stance work looks... mm, not trained all that well!

The Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu, glanced at Jiang Wangzu, who was standing in his stance seriously, and gave a simple two-sentence evaluation in her heart.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Wangzu felt that the medicinal liquid in the clay pot seemed to have reached the limit of its effect, and the Little Medical Immortal naturally sensed this as well.

She poured a bowl of viscous, pitch-black, gelatinous medicinal liquid from the clay pot, and after its temperature dropped, she said to Jiang Wangzu, "Drink it while it's hot, then digest the medicinal effect through Standing Posture or practicing your fist technique. Refine the medicinal power through your stomach into the tendons, bones, blood, and flesh throughout your body!"

Jiang Wangzu picked up the Black Tiger Powder secret medicine and drained it in one gulp.

A stream of heat exploded from his stomach, then wandered through his extraordinary meridians and eight vessels, his four limbs and hundred bones.

Jiang Wangzu felt his whole body grow unbearably hot, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of magma and wanted to spew that magma back out.