I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1879 - 1878: Mortal Transformation (30th Update)

Very soon, an extra-large bowl of Crossing-the-Bridge noodles, filled with meat, was brought over and placed in front of Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao was not shy. He took a deep breath to smell it.

The rich aroma of the meat rose from the steaming bowl of Crossing-the-Bridge noodles.

"Hmm, not bad. I just wonder how it tastes," Zhang Xiaohao said.

He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. As soon as the noodles entered his mouth, a sweet aroma emanated from them.

"The taste is also nice! Overall, it’s quite good!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction and began to eat heartily.

A large serving of the Crossing-the-Bridge noodles was devoured by Zhang Xiaohao in less than three minutes.

"Madam, could you come over for a moment?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"What can I do for you, young man?" The charming shop owner sauntered over.

Zhang Xiaohao took out a middle-grade Spirit Stone and placed it on the table.

"I’m taking care of today’s Crossing-the-Bridge noodles. Bring them all out!" Zhang Xiaohao instructed.

"Ah! Okay, young man, I’ll go make the arrangements," the young shop owner replied.

Swiftly, she collected the middle-grade Spirit Stone from the table and then walked over to the surrounding patrons.

Upon hearing the shop owner state her purpose, and seeing Zhang Xiaohao casually take out a middle-grade Spirit Stone, they could tell he was a Cultivator. Naturally, none of the other diners wanted to cause unnecessary trouble with such a big figure around.

Soon enough, all the patrons left.

Batches of freshly made Crossing-the-Bridge noodles were brought to Zhang Xiaohao’s table, one after the other. He welcomed them without reserve, eating bowl after bowl heartily.

Four hours later.

Zhang Xiaohao walked out of the small shop, content and satisfied, patting his full belly, a knowing smile on his face.

It’s about time to find a place to settle down and take this time to blend with the mundane world, refining his mindset.

Following the street, Zhang Xiaohao walked ahead.

After half a day.

Zhang Xiaohao stopped in a slum and casually found a small courtyard. After expressing his intentions to the owner initially, the owner was quite angry that someone wanted to take over his house. However, when Zhang Xiaohao placed a high-grade Spirit Stone in front of him, the owner’s expression quickly shifted to one of joy as he eagerly guaranteed no problems at all.

The owner then called his family over, quickly packed up clothing, and left everything else behind, leaving with his entire family.

"Ah, no matter where you are, having money makes things easier!" Zhang Xiaohao sighed.

If he hadn’t had the money, forget about buying a courtyard; the owner might have even beaten him up. Affecting the swagger of a giant panda, Zhang Xiaohao smiled as he entered the courtyard.

When he bought it, Zhang Xiaohao had already inspected it with Divine Thought. Under its scrutiny, the small courtyard was orderly, though compact, with everything necessary.

After a simple reorganization, Zhang Xiaohao tidied up the main bedroom while leaving most things untouched. The front store was the area he most transformed; he threw all useless items into the storage room, instantly freeing up the shop’s space for new possibilities.

Zhang Xiaohao took out a piece of millennium Incense Wood, an extremely valuable material for crafting top-tier Dharma artifacts, known for its exotic fragrance that aids Cultivators by calming the mind and gathering focus. It’s literally worth a fortune!

With two fingers forming a sword, Zhang Xiaohao swung them down to slash at the wood.

Shing! Shing! Shing!

As Zhang Xiaohao’s sword fingers moved, small chips of Agarwood flew off, and soon a reclining chair took shape.

The entire chair was a soft blue color, smooth and bright, releasing a gentle fragrance.

He placed the chair behind the counter and lazily lay down on it.

Immediately, he felt a warmth as comforting as jade flowing through.

"Nice! Quite comfortable, though it could use a tiger skin," Zhang Xiaohao nodded in approval.

With a wave of his right hand, he pulled a tiger skin from his storage bag at his waist and spread it over the chair, then lay down once more.

Instantly, a cozy warmth enveloped him from the chair, rendering it soft and extremely comfortable.

"Much better now," Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction.

He stood up from the chair and stepped outside the store, pausing under the sign. With a wave of his right hand, the existing words disappeared and were replaced by the phrase "Nurture Body and Mind" in elegant cursive gold script.

"All done!" Zhang Xiaohao smiled faintly.

Turning around, he entered the shop and, with a flip of his hand, pulled out a book, casually beginning to read.

The book was quite nondescript, its origins unknown, but somehow it ended up with Zhang Xiaohao.

Given his current cultivation level, he read swiftly, finishing the book in no time.

Casting the book under the counter, he flipped his hand again to produce yet another volume.

Each book varied in subject and content; some documented tribal cultures, others bizarre tales from the Spirit Realm, and still others shared terrifying legends.

No matter what these books were about, Zhang Xiaohao embraced them all, reading intently.

Gradually, books piled up at his feet as he went through one batch after another, until all the ordinary books were finished and their contents memorized by him.

This culmination of reading only spanned three days.

"Wow! The Spirit Realm is indeed vast and profound; these books alone contain many bizarre stories and dozens of scary tales," Zhang Xiaohao said, nodding and smiling.

Gurgle!

His stomach, however, chose this moment to protest.

Patting his growling stomach, Zhang Xiaohao chuckled and flipped his hand to procure a bottle of 1982 Lafite red wine and some grilled skewers from the Shennong Ring, placing them on the counter to enjoy while he continued reading.

Meanwhile, the outside world had gone completely mad.

With the annihilation of everyone from the City Lord to ordinary guards in Jingfeng City, chaos erupted in Jialan Holy City.

For a small tribe like the Jialan Clan, townships were highly treasured; all towns, regardless of size, were controlled by the royal family of Jialan Holy City.

Once news of these events spread to Jialan Holy City, pandemonium ensued.