I’m Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts c1-229

by Big Yeeeaaar

  “What did you say?”

  Tyrone suddenly stood up.

  His eyes were wide open as he stared at Clayton.

  “This is impossible. How can there be a thousand of these treasures? It must be a lie!”

  Clayton shook his head.

  “Andrew, this kid, although he’s a little unreliable, he has never lied to anyone. I think… there really are a thousand of them!”

  “Tyrone, go contact Evans and report it to the country. See how much money the government can approve?”

  This was not a small amount after all.

  The country was not a cash cow.

  A thousand blades of sword intent grass was equivalent to 50 trillion U.S. dollars!

  Before the recovery of the spiritual essence, the GDP of the United States was only around 20 trillion U.S. dollars a year.

  The news of a thousand blades of sword intent grass immediately spread among the higher-ups of the United States government.

  Whether it was the Ministry of Education, the military, the Martial Arts Bureau, or the White House, they all got the news.

  And ordinary warriors also saw the posts on the Warriors’ forums.

  But this was not the most popular post on the forums.

  The most popular news now was Andrew!

  An eighteen-year-old Grandmaster Thunderblade was already a top-notch powerhouse!

  And he had even defeated all the descendants of the Holy Lands.

  Pescadero’s Anaconda King and Alaska’s Snow Leopard King were all killed by Andrew!

  He stood in the arena, challenging the pinnacle of the Holy Lands. No one dared to accept the challenge!

  There was even a peak of the Holy Land that was defeated by Andrew with one punch, displaying a terrifying combat strength!

  Grandmaster Thunderblade!

  To be precise, it was…

  King Thunderblade!

  Whether it was Andrew’s battle videos or the news of the sword intent grass, they all spread wildly on the internet, even going viral abroad.

  Many martial artists went crazy.

  Especially those who practiced sword techniques, they all wanted a stalk of sword intent grass.

  Just one stalk!

  In the future, their path of cultivation would become unimpeded!

  “I’m an eighth stage golden body martial artist, and you guys aren’t even willing to lend me 50 billion! I just need to crazily hunt demonic beasts, and I’ll be able to pay it off in a year!”

  A martial artist barged into the bank and roared at the bank president.

  “I can’t do anything about this either.”

  The bank president was also in a difficult position.

  The Ministry of Finance had issued a notice that apart from the normal funds of the bank, all the liquid funds had to be transferred to the main bank account. They could forget about giving a loan to others.

  The Ministry of Finance, and even the U.S. government, needed a large number of funds. It seemed like they were going to make some big moves.

  Chapter 169 - Was All About Borrowing Money!

  Chapter 169: Was All About Borrowing Money!

  Even though the eighth-grade golden body expert was angry, there was nothing he could do.

  Even if the bank didn’t lend him money, he couldn’t rob it.

  Most importantly, even if he robbed it, the bank didn’t have so much money at the moment.

  Could it be that he couldn’t even borrow money now?

  The golden body expert sat helplessly in the bank’s hall.

  Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t borrow it now.

  Who would have so much money in their account?

  Normally speaking, even a ninth-grade martial grandmaster wouldn’t have such a large amount in their bank account.

  Because, with their status, when they needed money, they could just directly go to the bank and apply for a loan.

  But now, the bank wasn’t lending!

  What was even more terrifying was that a large portion of the martial artists in the country practiced sword techniques. They all wanted to obtain a stalk of sword intent grass.

  You want to buy it, I want to buy it, he wants to buy it.

  Everyone wanted to buy it, and they were all borrowing money.

  But there wasn’t any money to borrow!

  Many people began to frantically sell off their properties.

  Whether it was their weapons, demonic beast materials, precious elixirs, or real estate, they were selling it all.

  Even so, there weren’t many people who could gather 50 billion.

  …

  There were so many disciples from the six great Holy Lands who were sent to the hospital by Andrew.

  So, Andrew decided to come and take a look.

  At the very least, he wanted to console these people.

  After entering the hospital, Andrew found that his phone was out of battery.

  Helplessly, he could only walk to the nurses’ station and borrow a charging cable from a young nurse.

  “No.”

  The nurse mercilessly refused.

  They would meet many of these requests every day. If they were to entertain all of them, wouldn’t they be falling into a trap?

  However, when the young nurse raised her head and saw Andrew’s familiar face, her expression instantly changed.

  “Grandmaster Thunderblade, no, it’s King Thunderblade!”

  She screamed in excitement.

  Many doctors, nurses, and patients surrounded him.

  They encircled Andrew in the center with extreme excitement.

  “It’s King Thunderblade! An 18-year-old powerhouse!”

  “Have you heard of the King Thunderblade’s battle record? He killed the Anaconda King of Pescadero and the Snow Leopard King of Alaska’s Arctic Circle!” a teenager said emotionally.

  He looked to be only 14 or 15 years old. At this time, his face was red and his breathing became rapid.

  “Why is King Thunderblade here?”

  “I… want to borrow a phone charger.” Andrew was a little shy from these people’s praise.

  “I have it. I have it!” The youth squeezed to the front and took out the charging cable from his pocket.

  Andrew looked at his rapid breathing and was worried that he would faint here.

  “King Thunderblade, can you do me a small favor and help me sign an autograph?”

  Andrew thought for a moment. At the very least, the other party had lent him a charger. He could still help with such a small favor.

  On the notebook that the youth took out, Andrew signed his name.

  “Should I get someone to design an artistic signature?”

  Andrew suddenly remembered this matter.

  Those celebrity signatures seemed to have a lot of artistic design elements. They looked very beautiful. His signature was so ordinary that it was even a little crooked.

  Now that he was famous, he would probably have to give autographs in the future.

  Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if his autograph was so ugly?

  After Andrew charged his phone, the doctors and nurses around him crowded up.

  They all wanted Andrew to give them autographs.

  Anyway, the phone was out of battery now, so Andrew picked up a marker and patiently fulfilled their requests.

  After more than half an hour, Andrew gradually became impatient.

  He came to the hospital to greet the disciples of the Holy Land, not to sign.

  “Okay, okay, that’s it.”Andrew waved his hand, picked up his half-charged phone, and squeezed out of the crowd.

  During this half an hour of autograph time, Andrew felt tortured.

  He would rather fight with a top-notch monster than being surrounded by so many people here.

  The feeling of being famous was actually so uncomfortable.

  Andrew went to the ward to visit Wells. This old guy was beaten badly by him.

  At this time, he was still in
the hospital.

  Seeing Andrew come in to visit, Wells did not dare to be as arrogant as before.

  The other party had already come to visit him. What else could he say?

  “Andrew, actually, I don’t have any enmity with you. In the future, we’ll be friendlier to each other… There doesn’t have to be such a conflict.”

  Andrew nodded.

  This was the New York Martial Arts Hospital, and the doctors’ medical skills were very superb.

  It seemed that Wells did not have any major problems. He would be fine after lying in the hospital for a few more days.

  “Then you can do your best. Get well soon. We can spar again when the time comes.”

  After saying that, Andrew left.

  Only Wells was left on the hospital bed in a daze. Why was there still a spar?

  Wasn’t it because of the spar that he was lying on the hospital bed, unable to get up?

  Just as Andrew walked out of the hospital, a black car stopped in front of him.

  A man in a dark black suit got out of the car and said to him respectfully, “Hello, Mr. Andrew. Director Clayton would like to invite you to the Martial Arts Bureau.”

  Andrew nodded. Since he had nothing to do now, it might be about the deal for the sword intent grass.

  When he came to the Martial Arts Bureau’s office, Clayton, Tyrone, and Evans were all here.

  The three of them were the three most popular people in the country.

  They represented the Martial Arts Bureau, the Ministry of Education, and the military.

  When they saw Andrew walk in, the three of them stood up and shook hands with Andrew in a friendly manner.

  “You are indeed a young talent. Your temperament is extraordinary,” Tyrone said with a smile.

  He and Andrew only saw each other from afar at the martial arts conference.

  To be precise, this was the first time they had met each other.

  “Hello, hello. Are you planning to buy the sword intent grass in my hands?”

  “Yes.”

  Tyrone cleared his throat and said, “The Ministry of Education can buy ten sets of sword intent grass.”

  Evans also said, “The military can buy fifteen sets of sword intent grass. We will also buy ten sets for the White House, a total of twenty-five sets.”

  Finally, it was Clayton.

  “Our Martial Arts Bureau can buy twenty portions.”

  Andrew: “…”

  You guys spent so much time and effort, and in the end, you only bought so little?

  Andrew frowned and asked, “A total of fifty-five portions? Aren’t you representing the country? Why are you so poor?”

  The representatives of the countries were also very embarrassed.

  They really could not afford to spend so much money to buy it.

  After all, this was sword intent grass!

  Even the people of the six great Holy Lands had never heard of it, so one could imagine how precious it was.

  Who would sell hundreds or thousands of such things?

  And who could afford to buy so many at once?

  Even if they only bought these, they had paid a considerable price.

  For example, the Martial Arts Bureau had spent one trillion US dollars on buying twenty sets of sword intent grass.

  In the next few years, they would have to live frugally.

  However, they suggested that they could buy it on credit.

  However, this suggestion was rejected by Andrew.

  He needed strengthening points now.

  He knew that he would have to wait for a few years before the government could take out this money.

  Soon, 2.7 trillion dollars were transferred into Andrew’s account.

  The system also rewarded 2.75 million enhancement points.

  Chapter 170 - Charles Borrows Money!

  Looking at the balance of his strengthening points in the system panel, Andrew felt that it was acceptable.

  Before he left, he deliberately turned his head and said to the top few with a smile, “If you have money in the future, you can come to me for a deal at any time.”

  With that, Andrew left.

  Only the top few were left sitting in the office, speechless.

  They represented the three most powerful organizations in the country, but they were despised by an eighteen-year-old youth for being too poor.

  Sigh… This world was really too crazy.

  After Andrew left the office, his phone suddenly rang.

  He took it out and saw that it was Johnson calling.

  “What’s the matter?”

  “You finally picked up. A few days ago, I went to the wilderness near Boston and found a few ninth-grade demon beasts there. They seemed to be showing signs of a breakthrough.”

  Johnson’s tone was unusually flustered. After all, anyone who encountered such a thing would be extremely afraid.

  Once these ninth stage demon beasts broke through, they would become a few supreme demon kings!

  How could Boston resist!

  “So I want to invite you to guard it for a while,” Johnson said with some hesitation.

  “I’ll be right there. What are you waiting for?”

  Andrew was extremely excited.

  Wasn’t this a good thing?

  Once a ninth-grade demon beast broke through, it would become a pinnacle demon king.

  How many strengthening points would be rewarded for killing a pinnacle demon king?

  It seemed to be a million.

  Moreover, the corpse of a pinnacle demon king was also worth hundreds of thousands of strengthening points.

  No matter how he thought about it, it was a good deal.

  Andrew turned his head to look at the hospital.

  Although Wells’ injuries were very serious, for a pinnacle warrior, his recovery was also very fast.

  In about three or four days, Wells should be fully recovered.

  At that time, he could find a reason to beat him up again.

  Three or four days…

  Andrew thought for a moment.

  He would go and deal with the top-tier monster, then go home and stay for another two days. He should be able to return in three days.

  …

  At this time, in Boston.

  Johnson finally heaved a sigh of relief.

  Since Andrew had promised to come over, he was relieved.

  He knew Andrew’s strength.

  A few rank nine demon beasts that had not broken through should not be considered much.

  A few days ago, when he and Andrew separated at the Stanford base, he directly returned to Boston City.

  After returning, the first thing Johnson did was to enter the wilderness to investigate.

  The warriors of Boston City often had to enter the wilderness to check things out. As the director of the Martial Arts Bureau, he had to ensure that there wasn’t too much danger in the wilderness.

  He originally wanted to investigate the current state of the ninth-grade demonic beasts in the wilderness area.

  As a ninth-grade martial saint, he had grasped 50% of the sword intent.

  In addition, he also had a divine weapon. In theory, there wasn’t much danger.

  But after entering the wilderness, he discovered that something wasn’t right.

  He discovered that on a mountain called Eric, there was an extremely thick smell of blood.

  It seemed that many demon beasts had fought and died here.

  He went deeper into Eric mountain, and in the end, he met a grade nine demon beast. It chased after him and fought like it had gone mad.

  Moreover, its strength had suppressed him by quite a bit.

  This fierce tiger demonic beast.

  Johnson had once fought with it. He could guarantee that this fierce tiger’s strength hadn’t been this strong half a year ago.

  Could it be that it was about to break through?

  Johnson was flustered at that time. After a grade-nine demonic be
ast broke through, it would reach the pinnacle!

  The pinnacle of the demon race was also the demon king!

  What made him feel even more afraid was that before this fierce tiger fought with him, it actually had very serious injuries on its body.

  What did this mean?

  It meant that this tiger had encountered even more terrifying demon beasts in the Eric Mountain!

  Could it be that the demon beasts had a collective breakthrough?

  After Johnson was injured by the tiger, he risked his life many times to sneak into this mountain peak. In the end, he was able to confirm that the strength of three ninth-grade demon beasts had been greatly improved.

  Therefore, he had no choice but to call Andrew for help.

  Johnson returned from the Eric Mountain and came to the Boston Martial Arts Bureau. He came to look for Charles.

  As soon as Johnson entered the door, he saw Charles lying on the sofa with his eyes closed to rest.

  On the table, there was a black long sword that was shining with a luxurious yet restrained light.

  Divine Weapon?

  Johnson was stunned.

  “How did you finish forging the divine weapon so quickly?”

  If Johnson’s guess was right, this long sword was the divine weapon forged by Charles. He had bought a demon core from Andrew.

  “Is this considered fast?” Charles answered tiredly, “Andrew, that kid, forged two divine weapons in one day. Compared to him, I’m still far behind.”

  “His abnormal mental strength, can you compare with him?” Johnson berated him with some seriousness.

  “Forging a divine weapon like this will greatly damage your spiritual power. If anything happens, you might even become a vegetable!”

  “I understand.” Charles nodded.

  Facing his immediate superior, he really had no temper at all.

  “By the way, Chief Johnson, how come you have time to see me here?”

  Johnson said with a serious expression, “I went to the wilderness a few days ago and just came back today. I saw…”

  Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Charles.

  Charles was pleasantly surprised.

  He went to the wilderness a few days ago, so he didn’t know about the sword intent grass.

  If he didn’t know about it, then Johnson couldn’t lend money to others.