Martial Arts: Starting With Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Broken - Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Sikong Qianluo’s Confession

Jiang Che stayed in the underground chamber of his residence for three days, completely immersed in alchemy.

For three days, he did not step outside, wholly focused on refining pills.

At midday on the third day, with the final pill emerging from the cauldron, a faint smile appeared on Jiang Che’s face.

In these three days, Jiang Che had transformed all the spiritual herbs brought by Sikong Qianluo into various pills.

Ten Innate Pills, thirty Youth-Retaining Pills, fifty Life-Extending Pills, thirty Breakthrough Pills, five Minor Restoration Pills.

Additionally, there were about a hundred other healing pills he named Herb Rejuvenation Pills.

The Herb Rejuvenation Pills was an extraordinary healing pill. No matter how severe the injuries—even if one’s internal organs were shattered—taking this pill could keep one alive. It was truly miraculous!

Unless someone’s entire meridian system was severed, consuming this pill could instantly restore them to perfect health!

…

“Hu…”

Exhaling a deep breath, Jiang Che stored away the Qiankun Cauldron and the pills, then emerged from the underground chamber after three days.

“System, I want to sign in.”

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 108 sexy photos of Yang Mi.”

Jiang Che: ….

After three days of not signing in, Jiang Che thought his luck would improve. Yet, to his dismay, the system gave him something so peculiar.

Still, he had to admit, her figure was top-notch…

After a quick glance, Jiang Che tossed the photos into the depths of the system’s storage, letting them gather dust.

Though Yang Mi was indeed beautiful, she couldn’t compare to the stunning women around him.

He wasn’t some desperate fool who would drool over sexy photos daily.

“System, can I make up for missed sign-ins?”

Checking his sign-in panel, Jiang Che noticed the previous days he had missed were marked “Available for Makeup Sign-In.”

“Yes, host.”

“Make up for the 15th, 16th, and 17th.”

“Ding! Makeup sign-in successful.”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining four Ninth Stage Grandmaster experts.”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining a lighter ×1.”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining a watermelon ×1.”

Looking at the rewards, Jiang Che felt somewhat speechless.

However, the four Ninth Stage Grandmasters offered him a bit of consolation.

Although Grandmasters were numerous in the nations, Ninth Stage Grandmasters were exceedingly rare.

With these four subordinates, his future endeavors would become significantly more convenient.

A Ninth Stage Grandmaster expert could walk unchallenged between the empires, garnering respect wherever they went.

“System, when will they arrive to find me?”

Jiang Che asked curiously.

Since these were system rewards, Jiang Che had no worries about their loyalty.

“They are already on their way to Snow Moon City and will arrive shortly.”

Satisfied, Jiang Che ended his conversation with the system.

…

Heading to the garden, Jiang Che activated his Drunken Immortal Moon Step technique and darted toward Mount Cang.

He hadn’t forgotten his agreement with Sikong Qianluo.

Soaring a thousand meters into the air, Jiang Che used his spiritual power to summon a cloud at the horizon.

Standing atop the cloud, he gazed at the mountains and rivers passing below, his heart swelling with a bold sense of ambition.

To tread on clouds like an immortal—this was something he had never imagined before.

“One day, I will ascend to the true pinnacle of immortality!”

Jiang Che stared into the distance with unwavering determination.

Awakening the system and ascending to immortality within three years, becoming a legendary ancestor within five years—it’s not too far-fetched, right?

Given how godlike this sign-in system is, failing to achieve such a feat would be disgraceful!

…

At the bamboo courtyard atop Cangshan, Sikong Qianluo was watering the flowers.

“So boring. I wonder if Brother Che has finished refining the pills yet?”

As she watered the flowers, Sikong Qianluo muttered to herself.

“Little Flower, do you think if I confess to Brother Che, he’ll think I’m a frivolous girl?”

“After all, we’ve only known each other for less than ten days…”

Looking down at the flowers, Sikong Qianluo’s brows furrowed slightly, her expression tinged with worry.

For someone with her straightforward personality, such concerns were unusual.

But like any young woman in love, Sikong Qianluo felt both nervous and uncertain.

She feared rejection, though she was confident in her appearance.

However, Jiang Che’s brilliance made her feel somewhat inadequate.

Handsome and graceful, akin to an exiled immortal; peerless in medicine, martial arts, swordsmanship, and alchemy—these were all synonymous with Jiang Che.

Being around such an extraordinary man, even Sikong Qianluo felt her confidence waver.

“Forget it! Whatever happens, happens!”

“The next time I see Brother Che, I’ll confess my feelings!”

“Let’s hope he doesn’t reject me. Otherwise…”

“Otherwise what?”

Sikong Qianluo froze mid-sentence, wishing she could crawl into a hole in embarrassment.

Unbeknownst to her, Jiang Che had appeared behind her, his playful gaze fixed on her.

Her creamy-white face instantly turned beet red, her ears burning, resembling a ripe apple—utterly enchanting.