Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 34 A Precious Sword for a Hero

"Golden Ginseng Oral Liquid is made from the cell fluid of pulverized Golden Leaf Ginseng from another world, combined with meat powder from a mythical beast. It has extremely high energy and can be absorbed orally, making it very suitable for martial artists."

Song Mingyue then handed Gao Wu a beautifully packaged box of oral liquid, saying, "All physical and mental evolution requires energy. The Flying Squirrel Potion's modification of the nervous system requires even more energy. This box of oral liquid should be able to meet the corresponding energy needs..."

"Thank you, you're so thoughtful." Gao Wu has already taken so much, this little bit won't make a difference.

He wouldn't quantify these things with money like Song Mingyue did. In his eyes, Song Mingyue, who could do these things, was his best friend.

There's no need for him to be polite now; he needs to improve his strength as soon as possible to help Song Mingyue and live up to her efforts.

Just like Song Mingyue valued herself at hundreds of billions, Gao Wu felt that he would also be very, very expensive in the future.

He could repay these favors tenfold, a hundredfold. Yes, he was that confident.

As is customary, Gao Wu and Song Mingyue went to the martial arts training hall on the first floor to practice.

To Gao Wu's surprise, Song Mingyue handed him a sword, a real sword made of metal. She drew the sword and lightly twirled it, the bright, clear blade transforming into a dazzling sword light in the air.

This sword has a long blade, a swivel-shaped guard, a black hilt, and a one-piece matte black alloy scabbard, giving it a strong sense of unity and making it seem like a work of art.

Gao Wu took the sword with both hands and immediately felt its weight; this exquisite and beautiful sword weighed at least twenty kilograms.

Ordinary people use swords weighing around two or three kilograms in actual combat. Martial artists, whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, mostly use swords weighing less than ten kilograms. This sword weighs forty kilograms.

Although his punching power can now reach 1,300 kilograms, it is still difficult for him to wield such a heavy sword.

Swords are different from barbells; swords require full force to swing. No matter how well the sword's center of gravity is balanced, it is not easy to control such a heavy weapon with precision.

"The blade is forged from titanium-tungsten alloy, 99 centimeters long, with high hardness, strong toughness, corrosion resistance, and high temperature resistance. The hilt is 19 centimeters long and is cast in one piece with carbon fiber particles to prevent slipping. The whole sword weighs 19 kilograms, and the weight of the sword plus the scabbard is 29 kilograms. The scabbard is equipped with a magnetic buckle, which can be used with a special belt to wear it."

Song Mingyue said, "This is a sword I had custom-made for you. It's a bit heavy for you to use now. Considering that your strength will continue to increase, I left some extra weight."

"This sword is mainly for training, so it's more suitable if it's a bit heavier. After being injected with the flying squirrel drug, it's even more important to use a sword to unify mind and body."

Actually, this is a level three sword, made with special materials from another world, capable of gathering spiritual power and source energy. For martial artists who cannot gather source energy, using such a sword would be too extravagant.

In order to enable Gao Wu to sense source energy more quickly, she spent a lot of money to have this sword custom-made for him. However, there was no need to explain these things to Gao Wu.

"good friend!"

Gao Wu was deeply moved; Song Mingyue was so thoughtful! He really wanted to give his friend a big hug!

A bond worth billions is truly valuable! He's about to fall in love with Song Mingyue!

He frequently browses weapon websites and knows without asking that such a high-end sword would cost at least three to five hundred thousand.

He drew the sword and examined it closely. The intricate pattern on the hilt was actually his name: Gao Wu.

"An electronic locator is embedded in the sword guard, which can be linked to a mobile phone to prevent loss." Song Mingyue explained as she helped Gao Wu take out his mobile phone to operate it, locking the locator and his mobile phone account.

"Wow, how thoughtful!" Gao Wu was even more moved. It would be too painful to lose a sword worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Gao Wu drew his sword and swung it lightly. The blade cut through the air smoothly and steadily, with the center of gravity about 20 centimeters in front of the hilt, making it very comfortable to control.

Aside from being too heavy, it has no flaws.

He has been receiving injections of the Blood Dragon Agent every day for more than a month, and has grown nearly four centimeters taller, breaking the 1.9-meter mark. His arm span has also increased.

The long reach and the long blade provide a huge advantage in actual combat.

He practiced a set of Dragon Sword techniques. Because the sword was heavy and exceptionally sharp, Gao Wu practiced each move slowly and carefully.

After watching for a while, Song Mingyue also picked up her wooden sword and joined in the sparring. The two swords were joined together, and they crossed and exerted force back and forth. Song Mingyue was very calm and relaxed, but Gao Wu was extremely cautious.

The sword is too sharp; if Song Mingyue is injured by accident, it will be disastrous.

It was precisely because of this mindset that Gao Wu was more focused on his swordplay than ever before. The problem was that Song Mingyue's sword was getting faster and faster, forcing Gao Wu to keep up.

After practicing like this for ten minutes, Gao Wu was sweating profusely and his whole body was burning up.

Seeing this, Song Mingyue sheathed her sword and retreated. Gao Wu also breathed a sigh of relief, his body and mind relaxing at the same time.

“When wielding a sword, one should be single-minded. The human mind is complex, filled with distracting thoughts that are like dust in the air. Only when facing extreme situations can one's attention be exceptionally focused, leaving no time to consider anything else,” Song Mingyue said calmly. She knew Gao Wu couldn't master the sword, so she deliberately used some force to provoke him. To avoid hurting her, Gao Wu would undoubtedly be extremely cautious.

By creating this special situation through external force, Gao Wu's spirit enters an exceptionally focused state, resulting in particularly good sword practice effects.

After practicing several more times, Gao Wu felt that his swordsmanship had greatly improved. However, practicing like this was too tiring, feeling like dancing on a cliff, putting immense pressure on his mind and body.

Back in the tea room, Song Mingyue turned on the projector and played the two battles from the day's high-level martial arts competition.

The projector projected a huge, high-definition image onto the wall, displaying every detail of the battle between the two sides.

Gao Wu felt quite pleased with himself when he saw his heroic figure in battle.

Even during the intense battle, he maintained excellent control over his facial expressions, without displaying any distorted or ferocious expressions.

In contrast, Han Song was far less adept at managing his facial expressions. Especially in the instant before he was about to be struck by the palm strike, the features on Han Song's aged face contorted in terror as he sensed something was wrong, appearing both ugly and somewhat comical in the slow-motion footage…

Unfortunately, Song Mingyue didn't pay attention to his handsome appearance. Instead, she pointed to the battle footage and said, "In both battles this afternoon, you actively lured the enemy in, relied on your physical strength to withstand their attacks, and then took the opportunity to counterattack, making full use of your physical advantages. Your Dragon Palm technique was also quite good..."

Song Mingyue explained the video frame by frame to Gao Wu. She also tried to be as objective and fair as possible in her comments to Gao Wu.

Gao Wu, who had initially been quite smug, lost his spirits after hearing Song Mingyue's words. Indeed, Song Mingyue's assessment was spot on.

The reason he was able to defeat Han Song and Yang Lin was mainly because he was resilient. It's also because Han Song had a poor memory; after Yang Lin suffered a loss once before, Han Song fell into the same trap again.

It's not that Han Song is stupid; it's just that his body is incredibly resilient.

Despite taking eight blows in a row, the Tiger-Style Chopping Force managed to control his body and even had the strength to counterattack, something Han Song never expected.

That being said, that's how martial arts battles are.

The difference in their skill levels wasn't significant to begin with, and his physical advantage was enough to overwhelm Han Song. Even if Han Song didn't fall for his trick, three rounds would be enough to wear him down, leaving him free to do whatever he wanted with him.

After summarizing the battle, the two went to White Scale Lake together.

In mid-December, after several sharp drops in temperature, a thick layer of ice had frozen over the surface of Bailin Lake.

Gao Wu and Song Mingyue walked to the center of the lake. Gao Wu drew his sword and cut a triangle in the ice. After flipping the triangular ice block over, Gao Wu and Song Mingyue dived into the depths of the lake.

Three minutes later, Gao Wu led Song Mingyue across the surging lake water onto the ice.

After resting for a while, Gao Wu put the ice back in its original position.

The low temperatures at night will quickly refreeze the ice. That way, no one will notice that it has been opened.

Aunt Lan watched as the soaking wet Song Mingyue got into the car. She nodded to Gao Wu outside and skillfully started the vehicle, driving it slowly forward.

Gao Wu's figure quickly disappeared from the rearview mirror. Aunt Lan sighed softly, "Mingyue, you've invested too many resources in Gao Wu."

“He is extremely important to me.” Song Mingyue did not explain anything, but only emphasized Gao Wu’s importance.

"You've diverted too much capital, which has already affected the company's normal operations." Aunt Lan said helplessly. Her daily work involved helping Song Mingyue manage the company and the various assets left by her mother.

During this period, Song Mingyue used various high-level potions, which had already amounted to a huge expense. Adding in the various expenses of Gaowu, the total cost for the month exceeded ten million.

Most of what Song Mingyue's mother left behind were fixed assets, and the sudden withdrawal of so much cash put pressure on her.

She felt that many expenses were unnecessary, especially the large amount of resources invested in Gaowu, which was a bit too extravagant.

Even the wealthy and powerful Dongjiang families rarely invest so many resources in their direct descendants.

“Let’s sell that property in the city center first; it should fetch around 20 million,” Song Mingyue said.

"This..." Aunt Lan hesitated. That large apartment was in a great location, had an even better layout, and had room for appreciation. It was an extremely valuable asset.

It's such a waste to just throw it away like that.

Song Mingyue understood what Aunt Lan meant, and she said calmly, "I will be leaving Dongjiang next year, so there's no point in keeping these houses."

(End of this chapter)