The Great Dao Golden List, Me! The Supreme Martial God Exposed – Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Medical Immortal Duanmu Rong

“My heavens, it really is the Martial God’s army!”

“It’s not enough that the Martial God dominates the Divine Sword List, now he wants to dominate the Military Unit List too? Does he want to leave anyone else a chance to live?”

“What are you yelling about? Even without the Martial God, would you be able to get on the list? Isn’t the most tragic one His Majesty the First Emperor?”

“That’s right, the Golden Fire Cavalry and the Hundred Battles Armored Army swept across the Six States, their fame was resounding, but they didn’t even make the top ten, the difference in expectations… it’s unimaginable!”

“Before the Military Unit List came out, everyone, including His Majesty the First Emperor, probably believed that the Golden Fire Cavalry and the Hundred Battles Armored Army would dominate the top spots!”

“Who would have thought that the Martial God would once again appear out of nowhere, not even letting the Military Unit List go, he’s simply not human!”

“You’re right, the Martial God really isn’t human!”

“He’s a god!”

“The Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers, with one strike, can split men and horses, fighting one against a thousand, invincible, it’s simply too terrifying, that great blade alone makes people shudder.”

“Can they really fight one against a thousand? Even a Grandmaster Expert would find that difficult, right?”

“The power of a well-organized army cannot be compared to individual strength, and besides, didn’t they say, they have divine power!”

“True!”

“I really want to see what the Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers are like?”

“If I could witness the Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers’ splendor, my life would be without regrets!”

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The appearance of the Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers caused a worldwide sensation.

For military units, what everyone naturally expects is their battle prowess.

Although the Immortal Healer Soldiers are impressive, everyone doesn’t have any direct impression of them, and still feels they are just a medical unit.

But the Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers, fighting one against a thousand, with one strike, splitting men and horses, just thinking about it makes one’s blood boil.

The Confucian Little Sage Manor.

Zhang Liang stared at the Military Unit List in shock: “Are there such powerful military units in the world? Could they all be composed of Grandmaster Martial Artists?”

Fu Nian’s deep gaze was fixed on the symbol of the Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers, the great blade, and he said: “Look at that long-handled great blade, it’s estimated to weigh over a hundred Jin, without natural divine strength, it would be absolutely impossible to wield, even for a Grandmaster Martial Artist, it would be difficult to use such a great blade.”

Grandmaster Martial Artists have strong true qi, and with enough true qi, they can indeed wield such a great blade, but it would be difficult to sustain it for long.

To fight with such a heavy weapon, one must have natural divine strength.

“Those with natural divine strength are one in ten thousand, to form a military unit, it’s simply impossible.”

Zhang Liang shook his head, the only people he knew with natural divine strength were the former Bai Yue’s Peerless Ghost, and the Mohist leader, Da Tie Chui.

Yan Lu said: “Actually, it doesn’t necessarily have to be natural, Body Refinement Martial Artists are also incredibly strong! And seeing the Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers’ leader, Hundred Battles Unscathed, I’m reminded of someone.”

Zhang Liang said: “Second Martial Brother, are you talking about Dian Qing of the Armor-Clad Sect!”

Dian Qing came from the Armor-Clad Sect of Daliang in Wei, his physique was exceptionally tall and robust, he could train his body into a shield, impervious to blades and spears, with his body-hardening skills, he was known as “Bronze Head and Iron Arms, Hundred Battles Unscathed”.

Yan Lu nodded: “That’s right!”

Zhang Liang said: “But Body Refinement is even more difficult and arduous than Qi Refinement, those who can achieve something are few and far between, to form an army like that…”

Zhang Liang didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

To build such a large army of Body Refinement Martial Artists, it’s simply too difficult.

Body Refinement Martial Artists not only consume huge amounts of resources, but not everyone can succeed, it requires a certain talent, and even more so an unbreakable will and perseverance.

Such people are one in ten thousand.

Even if Ying Zheng unified the Six States, he wouldn’t be able to form such a military unit.

Otherwise, he would have formed it long ago.

Yan Lu said: “Others might find it difficult, but the Martial God is not an ordinary person.”

“If he has powerful Body Refinement techniques, and enough spiritual pills and medicines, it’s not necessarily impossible.”

“Just like the Dragon Tiger Pill rewarded by the Military Unit List, one pill can increase one’s strength by a thousand Jin, as long as there are enough similar pills, forming the Divine Power Mo Dao Soldiers wouldn’t be difficult.”

Zhang Liang slightly nodded, his gaze drifting: “Such pills are rare and hard to come by, only the Great Dao Golden List can easily produce countless of them.”

“Martial God, who exactly is he? Is he really a god?”

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“Achoo!”

In the Martial King’s Residence, Zhao Wu, who was lying on a Grand Tutor Chair basking in the sun, suddenly sneezed, “Could it be that Rong’er is thinking of me?”

Mingzhu rolled her beautiful eyes, and said: “I think it’s His Highness who is thinking of Sister Rong’er, isn’t it enough that His Highness has us?”

The Tide Maiden Enchantress Mingzhu, dressed in black lace, with explosive curves, a voluptuous figure, narrow and beautiful eyes, a bewitching aura, and a natural charm.

“His Highness must be finding us old and fading.”

Yan Ling Ji lightly parted her red lips, her voice soft and melodious, like a spring stream, flowing gently into the heart, her fiery red robe, graceful figure, and enchanting charm.

Truly a life-threatening fairy.

Zhao Wu reached out and embraced Mingzhu and Yan Ling Ji, and said: “Aunt Mingzhu, Aunt Ling Ji, I don’t want to work hard anymore!”

Mingzhu was stunned, then she raised her jade hand, lifted Zhao Wu’s chin, her tone teasing, but full of dominance, her eyes cold and sharp, with the air of a queen of the harem.

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At this moment, her aura changed completely, becoming dignified and noble, “Alright, serve this empress well, whatever you want, this empress will bestow it upon you.”

“Cough cough…”

Tian Yan coughed lightly, her pretty face slightly flushed.

Just want to say…

You guys are really playing it up!

Zhao Wu burrowed into the Tide Maiden Enchantress’s arms, then rested his head on Yan Ling Ji’s lap, rolled over, and continued to bask in the sun.

The life of a salted fish, is just so simple and unadorned.

As for the Military Unit List?

Zhao Wu didn’t care.

How lonely it is to be invincible….

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Mirror Lake Medical Manor.

The main base of the ‘Medical School’ of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

Here, it’s peaceful and serene, far from strife, without ambitious people, without schemers, and without the conflicts of the martial world, or the flames of war.

There are only doctors with hearts of benevolence and righteousness.

Around Mirror Lake, mountain ranges stretch endlessly.

The soil here is very suitable for growing medicinal herbs, which is also why the Medical School chose this place.

At this moment.

On a cliff face, there is a young herb-collecting girl with a bamboo basket on her back.

The girl has a head of long, jet-black hair, tied into a fine ponytail, with side bangs framing her face, a headscarf of intertwined purple and white, her forehead bangs gently raised, and a pair of thin and long eyebrows.

A pair of deep purple eyes, clear, calm, and elegant, with a gentle blink, like the most transparent and beautiful gems in the world.

Her attire is simple, elegant, and concise, a dark blue strapless long dress, a half-gray-blue and half-milky-white color-blocked short-sleeved jacket, with a pair of blue-purple ribbons wrapped around her wrists, revealing a pair of fair and tender arms.

Finally, the girl is pretty against the wind, her feet adorned with a pair of milky-white mid-calf boots.

Her temperament is elegant, simple, and fresh, completely different from the Tide Maiden Enchantress Mingzhu’s seductiveness, and Yan Ling Ji’s charm, with a unique pastoral flavor.

Pure and refined.

Cold as ice.

But at this moment, she was holding the 《Shen Nong’s Materia Medica》, her clear and bright eyes gazing at the Military Unit List, a shallow smile on her face.

This smile, captivating and mesmerizing, made the surrounding mountains and rivers lose their color for an instant.

“It seems Martial Older Brother is going to dominate the list again.”

“I heard Martial Older Brother is also the Great Qin Firstborn Son, and has been granted the title of Martial King.”

“I wonder when Martial Older Brother will come to see me…”

The girl whispered, her voice melodious, with a gentle tenderness in her eyes.

She is the ‘Rong’er’ that Zhao Wu spoke of.

She is also the leader of the tenth-ranked Immortal Healer Soldiers on the Military Unit List, the Medical Immortal ━ Duanmu Rong of the Medical School.

Actually, she is a bit older than Zhao Wu.

But she likes to call Zhao Wu Martial Older Brother.

Big and small, doesn’t depend on age.

For example, capital, no, it’s ability, it’s temperament, it’s wisdom.

I still remember ten years ago…

Her master, Nian Duan, fell ill from overwork, and was on the verge of death, about to leave her behind.

And she, as a successor of the Medical School, couldn’t save her own master.

Sadness.

Grief.

Helplessness.

Watching her only family member about to depart.

Just then, a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

Zhao Wu… arrived.

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