“This matter is beyond our control,” Nie Shuang said. “Moreover, since Minglun Martial Arts Academy partnered with Haoyu, the number of students has increased several times, and now the venue is insufficient. This is good for the development of martial arts.”

“With more people, there are also more data,” Uncle Mang said. “Regardless, Haoyu has provided many research facilities, which is beneficial for me. Su Jie, now that you’ve returned and achieved the Golden Body, I may not have much to assist you with, but if you cooperate with me on experiments, we can study the data together. Perhaps we can push your body to a higher realm; human potential is immense and definitely goes beyond this. Have you seen the recent scientific news? Scientists discovered a new organ in the human body called interstitial tissue, and many suspect that this new organ is what Traditional Chinese Medicine refers to as the Sanjiao.”

“I’ve noticed that too,” Su Jie nodded.

Recently, there was a significant news story about foreign scientists researching patients’ bile ducts for cancer signs, discovering some cavities that did not match previously known human anatomical structures. They collaborated with several medical doctors and inadvertently found interstitial tissue, which could be the largest organ in the human body.

The theory of meridians in Traditional Chinese Medicine cannot be seen in anatomy, but some people can perceive it through thought and nerves.

Although modern anatomy has studied various human tissues and organs in great detail, many secrets of the human body remain undiscovered.

“Uncle Mang, are you researching this entirely new topic?” Nie Shuang asked.

“I am a naturally curious person,” Uncle Mang replied. “Traditional Chinese Medicine has its own theories, which are experiences summarized by many people by chance, and there must be some truth in it, though there is certainly a lot of dross. I want to push human physical capabilities to a higher level and see just how far it can go. The world record for various physical activities is broken every year. In the coming decades, it will continue to be broken. Unfortunately, I know that many laboratories have developed super stimulants with no side effects, and after long-term injections, they create super soldiers whose physical abilities far exceed Olympic champions. But I can’t access this data; it’s truly a pity.”

“Uncle Mang, do you have any data on Feng Hengyi, who defeated me in two punches last time? He came from the Typhon Training Camp, which supposedly possesses the most advanced life science technology and a wealth of data, along with cutting-edge artificial intelligence,” Su Jie said.

“I can’t get his data either, but Gu Yang told me about this matter,” Uncle Mang became excited upon hearing this. “The Feng Family has a conspiracy; they want to monopolize the formulas for Inner Strength Wine and the secret ointment. In fact, Liu Zihao knows this too; he just wants to obtain certain things from the Feng Family. You might as well have a match with Feng Hengyi; I can get the video and analyze the data. Unfortunately, my eyes are gone; many things need to be seen with my own eyes to touch the soul.”

“With today’s highest technology, is there anything that can restore your sight, Uncle Mang?” Su Jie asked.

“In theory, yes. The optic nerve can be connected to the brain through surgical transplantation, and it can succeed. After all, if heads can be replaced, what are eyeballs? Of course, this is very complicated; it requires precise surgical robotic arms to connect the nerves one by one, and the eyeballs need to be cloned. These technologies haven’t undergone clinical trials; only the most cutting-edge secret laboratories have them. I fear only the Typhon Training Camp possesses this technology,” Uncle Mang shook his head. “The Typhon Training Camp was initially established as a life science laboratory by a group of fearful oligarchs, but later it was taken over and grew larger, becoming a monster. By issuing virtual currency, it amassed immense wealth and infiltrated many areas. However, their research is indeed very advanced.”

“By the way,” Su Jie took out some ointment, “this is the ointment Professor Luo Weiji gave me. It is said to have been purchased from the dark web of the Typhon Training Camp and is effective for treating external injuries, strengthening bones, and protecting the skin. I want to see how it compares to the secret ointment from Minglun Martial Arts Academy.”

“I’ve studied this ointment; it is not on the same level as the secret ointment from Minglun Martial Arts Academy. Simply put, even if you obtain the Typhon Training Camp’s ointment, after research and understanding its components, it would be nearly impossible to replicate because many of its ingredients are extracted using special instruments,” Uncle Mang said. “Our secret ointment, if obtained, could be analyzed and the formula acquired. With an investment of a few hundred million to build a factory and procure machinery, it could be manufactured. That’s why we have never sold it externally, including the Inner Strength Wine.”

“By the way, does Zhou Chun seem to have Inner Strength Wine? Could he be giving it to the Feng Family for research?” Su Jie reminded.

“It’s not that easy; making Inner Strength Wine also requires a formula. Without the right timing and many key steps, it is impossible to produce successfully,” Nie Shuang said. “The secret ointment was originally from our Nie Family, but later my grandfather gave the formula to Principal Liu Guanglie due to a certain incident. After many rounds of research and improvement, he finally perfected the secret ointment. In fact, it complements the ointment from the Typhon Training Camp.”

“I feel the same way,” Su Jie said. “Actually, my body became stronger because I started using the secret ointment from Minglun Martial Arts Academy and later combined it with the ointment from the Typhon Training Camp, which played a crucial role. That’s why I came this time; I want to buy some Inner Strength Wine and some ointment to mix with the ointment from Minglun Martial Arts Academy to cultivate my hard Qi Gong, hoping to advance further.”

“Do you know how expensive this ointment is?” Nie Shuang laughed. “Not to mention that you can’t buy it even if you have money; even some old principals’ good friends who seek medicine and wine have to pay a lot. For example, a jar of Inner Strength Wine costs at least three to five million, while the ointment is a bit cheaper; for a box this size, it would be around a hundred thousand. Your Typhon Training Camp ointment is probably about the same price or even more expensive.”

Nie Shuang held Su Jie’s “ointment,” which was a tin canister, and Su Jie’s box could last about half a month.

So far, he had used three jars of ointment.

All given to him by Luo Weiji.

It was surprisingly expensive.

“Too expensive,” Su Jie shook his head, dismissing certain thoughts.

“Our ointment from Minglun Martial Arts Academy is green,” Uncle Mang took out a glass jar from the drawer. Inside was the ointment that had been applied to Su Jie, while the Typhon Training Camp’s ointment was dark golden.

Although Uncle Mang couldn’t see, he had used this stuff long ago.

“The ointment from Minglun Martial Arts Academy is called ‘Born-Perfect Ointment.’ It can compensate for congenital deficiencies, used externally and internally, and when combined with Inner Strength Wine, it can remedy the physical weaknesses caused during childhood. It is the mildest tonic. If a child is malnourished at a young age, it can be used in conjunction. The ointment from the Typhon Training Camp is called Typhon Oil, which contains some of the latest stimulants. When applied to the skin, it can quickly suppress pain, causing the internal tissues of the skin’s blood vessels to contract, thereby stimulating vitality. From a Traditional Chinese Medicine perspective, it is a potent medicine. Of course, the effects are very noticeable; for someone as strong as an ox, the results are quick, and it won’t harm the body, making it an excellent product. However, for someone with a weak constitution, it can lead to further depletion.”

Uncle Mang said, “If both are used together, it can indeed yield miraculous effects, allowing the body to surpass ordinary limits and forge the strongest physique. You are a prime example.”

“I want to advance further now; Uncle Mang, do you have any suggestions?” Su Jie asked.

After coming down from the mountain, his physical abilities and horizontal training had improved. Su Jie knew that Uncle Mang had done extensive research on the limits of human potential and wanted to hear his opinions to find the next growth point and breakthrough.

“You have two options now. The first is a breakthrough in psychological quality to reach the Living Dead realm. Although you haven’t broken through yet, you’re close. It may be because you’re young and lack experience and exposure. This cannot be forced; if you try to force it, it may lead to some psychological issues. The second is to gradually train your body; persistence pays off. Calm down, and one day it will happen naturally. You are not even twenty yet; your body still has room for growth and hasn’t hit a bottleneck. If you continue at your current pace for three to five years, you will definitely break through,” Uncle Mang said. “I wonder why your mindset seems a bit anxious; logically, it shouldn’t be like this. Why?”

“Is my mindset anxious?” Su Jie realized he indeed felt a bit anxious. He immediately understood it was because he had decided to participate in the competition organized by Haoyu Group in October, where he might encounter Feng Hengyi. With his current strength, he was still not a match for Feng Hengyi.

This urgent feeling unknowingly affected his emotions.

His emotions were usually stable, but there were still some vulnerabilities.

The person involved is confused, while the observer sees clearly; Uncle Mang noticed this immediately, which made Su Jie feel a sense of alertness.

“Su Jie, I heard you also started a club and want to participate in the competition held by Haoyu?” Nie Shuang asked. “Do you have some grievances with the Feng Family?”

“I have some,” Su Jie replied. “However, I feel there must be some conspiracy behind Haoyu’s collaboration with Minglun Martial Arts Academy for this competition.” Su Jie said, “The situation with the Feng Family, as Professors Luo and Ma mentioned, has the aura of ancient ferocious beasts. Anyone associated with them will be left with nothing but bones. I want to remind you that Minglun Martial Arts Academy is my foundational martial arts school, and I wouldn’t want it to be swallowed by the Feng Family.”

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