The Reincarnation of the Physician Genius
Increasing Strength, the Coming of Envoy

Zhao Jun tilted the corners of his lips upwards until it formed a distinctive slanted smile.

“Why? You feel rivaled by me, Princess Baili?” tanyanya joking.

With an undifferentiated status while in the classroom, Zhao Jun spoke in a more casual and informal manner. He didn't need to use 'You' and 'I' when they talked like now.

Baili Yan narrowed sharply and gave a cold snort, before finally turning back, leaving just as Zhao Jun who was now shaking was clueless over his attitude.

***

‘SLASH! SLASHY! SLASH!’

The sound of a sword slash splitting the air tonight added Zhao Jun's spirit to practice until the early hours of the morning.

With his progress becoming increasingly apparent, Zhao Jun did not want to waste a second of his time lazing around.

He should immediately practice martial arts and restart his cultivation base!

“HYA!”

Zhao Jun swung his sword with all his might by exerting all the strength he was able to unleash towards the bamboo trees opposite him.

‘SLASH!’

‘BOOMMM!’

An explosion followed by the impact of dozens of bamboo trees was finally heard.

His loud voice managed to make many small birds who had slept well in their sleep, suddenly woke up and flew randomly in panic.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun took a deep breath and again stood up to reorganize his inner energy.

“Fyuh!”

As soon as he finished, Zhao Jun turned his head to the right and left. He wanted to see if there was a security patrolman of Divine Medicine Palace Academy who had come due to the noise just now.

“It should be safe,” muttered as he put his sword back into the sword sheath.

By the way, this Zhao Jun sword was the one that the Medicinal King Baili Cheng gave this afternoon after they finished the tier one medicinal pill making class.

This was because the Medicinal King Baili Cheng fully supported Zhao Jun's physical and martial arts training. So he gave one of the swords that used to also be his favorite sword.

Zhao Jun did not refuse at all.

With the original sword as a means of training as well as weapons, the training is clearly more perfect. He did indeed desperately need a real sword, instead of just a twig to practice.

“My physical foundation is starting to be strong and sturdy, but this is still not enough. The body is still not getting more pressure and strenuous training. I have to find another way,” Zhao Jun murmured while thinking hard.

Basically, before starting to cultivate and increase spiritual power from within his body, everyone needed to strengthen their physical foundation first as a container of spiritual power that they were about to develop later.

Because of heavy exercise such as intense physical training, the addition of pressure and burden in daily activities is needed to support the success of one's cultivation.

Zhao Jun was too. This young 'Zhao Jun's' body was extremely lame and weak from the start. It takes a lot of physical exercise in the long run to be able to train his spiritual strength.

However, after thinking for more than 10 minutes, he never got a suitable idea.

Other than that he was now bound by the rules of the Divine Medicine Palace Academy which restricted his movements for an entire day, the guards carried out outside of the academy were even more strict.

The only time and place he could freely use absolutely to train was at night in the bamboo forest behind this academy.

“Then this is the case, what should I do to add to my physical training?”

Zhao Jun tried to remember all the kind of menial work he had done all day in the academy. And that is quite draining energy is cutting logs.

In addition, there was an agenda that was very rarely presented to him. That is, looking for firewood from the forest and hunting animals to serve as the diet of the academy students.

On average, this type of menial work will be done by senior workers who have been working for a very long time in the academy.

A faint smile appeared on Zhao Jun's lips. He finally got the idea for his training this time. That is collecting as much firewood as possible and hunting animals in the forest.

“It should be that the physical challenges of these two activities are much more helpful to me than all sorts of activities I had before.”

Thus, Zhao Jun decided to start training when night fell the next day. Because now, he wanted to resume his sword arts training.

“HYA!”

***

When the rooster crowed loudly the next morning, Zhao Jun was already standing in front of the gate to ask for the token to exit the academy.

“This morning, what do you want to do outside the academy?” ask one of the seniors who recorded the names of the academy students who requested exit tokens.

Zhao Jun lowered his head slightly. “I want to buy some medicinal ingredients in the market. Isn't that okay, Senior?”

Another senior laughed after hearing that. “Of course it doesn't matter. We just ask, why so anxious?”

“Yes. Here's your token and remember that the academy students' exit limit is only until 12pm! If it's too late, you will definitely not be allowed to leave the academy again.”

Zhao Jun accepted the token and nodded his head as a sign that he understood. After which, he immediately ran out of the academy as quickly as possible.

But who would have thought that there was someone who had been watching Zhao Jun since Zhao Jun came out of his room this morning. And that person was Wang Li.

With minimal footsteps, Wang Li then went to face the two senior gatekeepers to ask for the token to come out as well.

“Wang Li? Tumben, how do you want to ask for a token alone this early? Where are your friends?”

Wang Li smiled stiffly. “I'm bored and want to find new stationery in the market.”

“Oh so. Just now, Xiao Jun also came out to go to the market.”

“Really? Tumben. Why does he want to go to the market?” wang Li asked, fishing for information.

“Entah.” The senior flicked his shoulders and held out a token to Wang Li. “It looks like he wants to buy medicinal ingredients.

“Maybe, he wants to make a medicinal pill today? I heard that he managed to concoct a tier one medicinal pill in one try and received a high appreciation from the Medicinal King Baili Cheng?”

“True. Moreover, the Medicinal King Baili Cheng very rarely appreciated disciples unless the disciple surpassed his qualifications. Supposedly, Xiao Jun was extremely talented right?” sahut another senior, who was then taken in by the senior who first spoke.

“Yes. That boy should be very talented.”

Hearing the conversation with this sensitive topic, Wang Li's face color changed again.

This time his face turned red. He actually held back the anger and hatred for all the praise Zhao Jun received for his success of making the medicinal pill yesterday!

“Huh! What's so great? I can too!” serobot Wang Li while taking the token out of the senior's hand and hurried away left the academy's gate.

While the two seniors who were originally still engrossed in conversation, were now staring at Wang Li's back with astonished gazes.

“What happened to him?”

“Leave it. At most he was just envious of Xiao Jun."

“Oh?”

“After all, it was during this time that he had gained popularity and all sorts of praise, including the praise of the Medicinal King Baili Cheng. Now, just suddenly someone comes to take over his popularity, he should not be happy.”

“Picik once.”

Even so, Zhao Jun who had already arrived at the market of the capital of the Bei Empire had absolutely no idea regarding this matter. He was instead busy looking for a stall that sold quality medicinal ingredients at a sloping price.

However, in the midst of his busy search for a kiosk that suits his preferences, he was actually surprised by the noise coming from the opposite direction.

“MINGGIR! STEP ASIDE! IMPERIAL ENVOY NAN IS ABOUT TO PASS!”