All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 106 was incredibly authentic!
"Damn it, is this Tianshan Snow Eagle cheating?!"

Wang Gan sat cross-legged inside the room and began to curse loudly.

A new scar appeared on his forehead, cracked like shattered jade, but no blood oozed out.
To an ordinary person, the sight of it would only be a terrifying sword aura that stings the eyes.

Wang Gan's expression was rather unpleasant.

The final strike from Tianshan Snow Eagle was a sublime masterpiece, its power surpassing the limits of the Little Li Flying Dagger world. If Wang Gan were to claim that he could withstand this attack unscathed, the system wouldn't have issued the mission to prove who is the best in the world.

Although Wang Gan blocked most of the sword energy, some of it still entered his body, damaging his meridians and internal organs.

After all, the Golden Thread Robe Technique is not the Vajra Body. His skin and muscles are as hard as iron, but his internal organs are not much stronger than those of ordinary people.

But there's no way around it; if you're going to put on a show, you have to do it, even if it means kneeling down.

Otherwise, if Wang Gan were to ascend halfway, vomit blood, and then fall half to his death, he would probably be laughed at to death.

"It's incredible!"

The old man standing to the side looked at Wang Gan with eyes full of astonishment.
"Your internal organs are almost completely shattered, your meridians are severely damaged, and there's an extremely powerful sword energy coursing through your body, yet you're still clinging to life?!"

Wang Gan snorted coldly.
"What do you mean by 'hanging by a thread'? That's such an ominous thing to say."

"I only suffered a minor injury during my ascension, it's nothing serious!"

The old man chuckled.
"So you're not sick, why don't you walk around a bit?"

In the old man's experience, the creature that had suddenly appeared in his backyard was more severely injured than he had ever seen before; it was a miracle it could even speak, as it was practically half-dead.
It will be impossible for me to get out of bed and walk in this lifetime.

The old man stepped forward again, stroking Wang Gan's skin as if it were a precious treasure.
"But how did you train your skin? It's like gold and iron have been melted into silk!"

"It possesses both toughness and hardness, comparable to the silk of a thousand-year-old celestial silkworm. If you were to peel it off..."

Wang Gan quickly interrupted, his expression unfriendly.

Hey! Old man! I'm not dead yet!

The old man looked indifferent.
"It was bound to happen sooner or later anyway. Your body is made of metal and weighs hundreds of pounds. It took me half my life to move you to my house."

"I'm already so tired, it's normal for me to take some money for my hard work."

"But then again..."

The old man looked Wang Gan up and down.

"Although I do not understand martial arts, I know that you cultivate both internal and external skills, and your skill is so profound that you are probably not far from being invincible in the world."

"Who could have hurt you like this?"

Wang Gan sighed.

That's a long story.

The old man took two steps back and decisively turned around.

Successfully interrupted the show-off!
"It's a long story, so let's not go into it and save our energy."

"You martial arts practitioners have too many grudges and grievances, and I don't want to get involved."

"After I've settled your matter, I still need to go see another disabled person!"

Wang Gan raised an eyebrow.
"Another disabled person?"

"Besides me, is there another disabled person in this house?"

"wrong.."

Wang Gan quickly changed his tune.

"I'm perfectly fine, how did I become disabled? I'm just temporarily experiencing some numbness."

A moment later, the old man carried another person over and placed him directly next to Wang Gan.

Seeing that the person's eyes were closed and he was as thin as a rake, it was clear that he had been in a vegetative state for quite some time.

"Well, you two are in the same boat, you've made a pair."

The old man arranged the tall man and Wang Gan into a cross-legged position and teased them.

Wang Gan's heart skipped a beat; he had already guessed the identity of the person opposite him, and even the old man's identity. Yan Nantian, the 'Number One Hero Under Heaven' from the 'Peerless Twins,' a practitioner of the 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill,' had been misled by Jiang Qin into forcing his way into the Valley of Villains, and was tricked into becoming a vegetable.
However, he was saved by Wan Chunliu, a divine physician in the Valley of Villains, and remained alive for eighteen years before finally waking up.

So, this rather annoying old man is none other than the legendary healer Wan Chunliu.

Wang Gan carefully examined Yan Nantian in front of him.

Yan Nantian had thick, dark eyebrows, high cheekbones, a tall stature, and broad shoulders, but he was as thin as a rake. He wore a short, empty blue cloth robe, making him look like a paper-mache Vajra.

The key is.
"Damn it, why does this guy smell so bad?!"

Wang Gan's face turned ugly. As soon as Yan Nantian arrived, a stench assaulted his nose.

"You fished him out of a cesspool?!"

Wan Chunliu looked unconvinced.
"How could that person be in a cesspool? Who would dare to fish them out?"

"This guy just goes a little over a hundred times without showering."

100 million points? !
Wang Gan's eyes widened.
You call this a little bit? You old man, have you not given Yan Nantian a bath in over ten years?!

"Don't you find it smelly?!"

Wan Chunliu nodded as a matter of course.

"They dislike me, that's why they don't want to wash me."

"I'm already doing him a favor by keeping him alive, and you expect me to endure the disgust and give him a bath? That's too much to ask of an old man like me."

"??"

Wang Gan frowned.
Because you dislike the smell, you refuse to bathe the smelly vegetative patient, letting him get even smellier. You've got a closed-loop logic, haven't you?
"And you, if you get dirty later, figure out how to take care of it yourself."

Wan Chunliu glanced at Wang Gan with a look of disdain.

"I'm a germaphobe!"

Hey! I really didn't see that coming!

Wang Gan's face was grim, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Take him away right now! Put him back where he came from!"

Wan Chunliu waved his hand.
"Hey, it's almost winter now. I need to use this medicine pot that this guy lives in to pickle sauerkraut."

"Just bear with it, it'll only be a month or two!"

Pickled cabbage?!

Using the medicine jar that Yan Nantian once lived in?!
Wang Gan's expression turned grim.

"You pickle cabbage, you don't stomp on it with your feet, do you?!"

Wan Chunliu glanced at Wang Gan in surprise.
"How do you know? Let me tell you, you have to stomp on the pickled cabbage with your feet, and you have to be barefoot."

"Hey! That's really authentic!"

Wan Chunliu glanced at Wang Gan.

"How about... you try some some later?"

"roll!"

Although Wang Gan was seriously injured, he was not flustered.

The Yi Jin Jing of Bodhidharma is already a top-notch method for healing injuries in the world. Coupled with his Golden Thread Robe Skill, internal organs being crushed is really a minor injury for him.

He can't move now, but after two or three months of rest, he should be able to walk again. In a year or two at most, he should be able to completely dissipate the sword energy in his body, and his martial arts skills might even improve.

Although there are some bad people in the Valley of Villains, it is still relatively safe with Wan Chunliu. After all, he has hidden Yan Nantian for eighteen years, which is a good choice for him to temporarily live in seclusion.

but now.
Looking at Yan Nantian, whose black aura had almost materialized, Wang Gan used his internal energy to block out his sense of smell in time, but he was still extremely disgusted.

You would never want to sleep in the same bed as a pile of shit, even if you can't smell it.

Wang Gan decided to treat his injuries as soon as possible, and then
Stuff the old man and his sauerkraut jar together and throw them into the latrine!
(End of this chapter)