Chapter 112: The Extraordinary Man Wang Baobao

"Black Jade Intermittent Ointment?"

Hearing this medicine name that could not be more familiar, A-San, who had a strong physique, a hairy black mole on his left cheek,

muscles knotted all over his body, and a fierce appearance like a tiger, could not help but shiver.

It was he who, at the foot of Mount Wu Dang, had used the Great Strength Jin Gang Finger to crush Yu Daiyan's finger bones,

wrist bones, arm bones, and leg bones, leaving him paralyzed for more than ten years.

He carefully shrank into a corner, fearing Zhang Jie would notice him: although he was bold,

he was not reckless enough to court death in front of a strong man whose Wu Gong was clearly far superior to his own.

"Black Jade Intermittent Ointment?"

Ruyang Wang looked at Zhao Min with some confusion;

busy with ten thousand things, he could not remember what this medicine was for.

"Father, Black Jade Intermittent Ointment can treat the injuries left by the Great Strength Jin Gang Finger."

Zhao Min replied in a low voice.

'So this child came for Yu Daiyan.'

Ruyang Wang, who had just discussed Wu Dang matters with Zhao Min and his son, understood.

He then ordered: "Minmin, go and get a portion of Black Jade Intermittent Ointment for Zhang Shaoxia."

"Yes."

Zhao Min went to carry out the order.

A short while later, Zhao Min returned with a gorgeous box carved from golden nanmu.

"Zhang Shaoxia, inside is the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment."

Zhao Min refused the help of her subordinates and personally handed the box to Zhang Jie.

Looking at Zhao Min, who was close at hand, a playful smile appeared on Zhang Jie's face:

"Princess, are you not afraid that I will rob you of both wealth and beauty?"

Kuku Muter, who was on the side, became anxious upon hearing this:

"It is easy to talk if you want gold and silver, but do not harm my sister!"

Zhang Jie glanced at Kuku Muter casually and sighed in his heart:

'Is this the man praised even by Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang?'

The name Ruyang Wang's son, Kuku Muter, might not be very famous,

but he had a more well-known Han name—Wang Baobao!

Yes, this man who looked somewhat foolish in front of him was the extraordinary man who had truly performed the feat of crossing the Yellow River on a single piece of wood.

Zhang Jie did not know if the story of Bodhidharma crossing the river on a reed was something the bald donkeys of Shaolin used to gild their own patriarch,

after all, those bald thieves were best at making wild claims—no, at blowing their own trumpets;

but Wang Baobao crossing the Yellow River on a piece of wood was truly recorded in history books.

And when he crossed the Yellow River with a piece of wood, he was dragging his family along, and even brought a horse.

Only after reaching the shore did he realize his mother had not come over, so he crossed back to bring his mother over.

He single-handedly reduced the mortality rate of swimming in the Yellow River from 100% to 99.99%.

Oh, and he also reduced the horse's mortality rate to 99.99%.

Horse: You really went through fire and water, Brother Feng Baobao!

The Yellow River had been elbowing the Chinese people for thousands of years, but only Wang Baobao elbowed it back.

It must be added that when Wang Baobao crossed the river, it was the fourth lunar month,

the Yellow River was in its flood season, the water was rising,

and because the north warms up slowly, the temperature was low, and there was floating ice in the river water.

In other words, Wang Baobao crossed the unmanaged flood-season Yellow River relying on a piece of wood.

He was simply a superman!

If the entire Ming army had not seen Wang Baobao go back and forth five times, they could have testified for Xu Da;

with Zhu Yuanzhang's temperament, he would have long suspected Xu Da of harboring bandits to increase his own importance.

Xu Da: Sometimes I really want to put Wang Baobao into the world's unsolved mysteries~

When the historian wrote the history book:

Zhu Yuanzhang: You mean to say that Wang Baobao rode a divine dragon and brought his wife and children across the Yellow River?

Shi Guan: Yes.

Zhu Yuanzhang: How dare you deceive the Emperor! Someone, drag him down...

Xu Da: Wait, Emperor, I am telling the truth, it was actually a piece of wood, and Wang Baobao even turned back to bring the horse over.

Shi Guan: My life is over!

Zhu Yuanzhang: You mean to say that Wang Baobao didn't just cross once, but twice!?

Xu Da: Two trips and one return, a total of three times.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Shi Guan: "..."

Zhu Yuanzhang: Who would believe the wood! Write it down, he rode a divine dragon across the Yellow River, 30 zhang long.

This also derived a hell joke:

Wang Baobao: Old Zhu, do you know why I could cross the Yellow River?

Old Zhu:????

Wang Baobao: Because I have floating wood (parents) ah~

Old Zhu: Furious! Imperial Escape? Nine Clans Extermination Technique!

'One Wang Baobao overdrawn the luck of the Mongol navy for 500 years.'

Thinking of the "massive" navy of the 21st-century Great Mongol State, which had only seven people

and three ships, Zhang Jie felt inexplicably amused.

Facing Zhang Jie's teasing, Zhao Min unyieldingly straightened her towering twin peaks,

stared at Zhang Jie with beautiful eyes, and said with a hint of provocation:

"Zhang Shaoxia, do you dare?"

"Uh..."

Zhang Jie, who did not expect Zhao Min to be so fierce, was choked for a moment.

"Hehe."

Zhao Min, like a victorious general, returned to Ruyang Wang's side with her head held high.

Ruyang Wang watched their interaction with a smile.

For him, if he could reach a marriage alliance with Wu Dang, it would definitely be all benefits and no harm.

Zhang Jie, who failed to tease her and was teased instead, hurriedly opened the box to check the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment.

At the same time, being habitually cautious, even though he had already mastered the Nine Yang,

North-Ming, and other divine arts, and was immune to all poisons,

he still carefully covered his palm with a layer of Qi before opening the box.

Looking at the black ointment in the box, and sniffing it slightly, he found the scent of the ointment was fragrant and refreshing,

without any pungent or spicy smell, and Zhang Jie smiled with satisfaction:

"It seems the Prince and Princess Shao Min are sincere, and did not use Seven Flowers Seven Insects Ointment to plot against me."

"You even know about the Seven Flowers Seven Insects Ointment?"

Now, it was Zhao Min's turn to be shocked.

This Seven Flowers Seven Insects Ointment was not common, or rather, it was a strange poison.

This strange poison was made by decocting seven kinds of poisonous insects and seven kinds of poisonous flowers.

After poisoning, the victim would initially feel numbness and itching in their internal organs as if bitten by insects,

followed by the appearance of colorful illusions of seven flowers scattering, hence the name.

Its antidote must strictly follow the ratio and order of the original poison formula; the slightest deviation could be fatal.

And what made people most fearful was that its formula varied from person to person, north to south,

deriving a total of forty-nine main formulas and sixty-three variations.

The formulas were different, and generally only the person who poisoned or formulated the poison could accurately prepare the antidote.

In other words, once poisoned, the victim's life was in the hands of the poisoner!

Zhang Jie naturally would not say that he had read *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*,

and knew that Zhao Min would mix the Seven Insects Seven Flowers Ointment into the real Black Jade Intermittent Ointment,

letting A-San and others apply it for Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting.

This made Zhang Wuji mistake the poison for a healing holy medicine, ultimately leading the two to suffer double damage,

and in desperation, Zhang Wuji had to submit to Zhao Min's conditions.

He casually found a reason: "I happen to have a little bit of research on the medical classics written by the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal, Hu Qingniu."

As he spoke, he pinched his thumb and index finger to make a "little bit" gesture.

And this was actually not a lie: under the blessing of Zhang Jies from various worlds,

his research on medical classics could not be said to fully surpass Hu Qingniu,

but he already knew by heart the treatment prescriptions and poisoning formulas for various diseases and external injuries.

Zhang Jie: What is the most important thing when walking in the Jianghu?

Of course, it is safety!

"So that's how it is."

Zhao Min nodded in understanding.

Although their Great Yuan and the Ming Sect to which Hu Qingniu belonged were mortal enemies,

they had to admit that Hu Qingniu's medical skills were extremely superb, worthy of being called a saint of the medical profession.

In previous battles, many insurgent generals who were severely wounded

and nearly died were saved by Hu Qingniu's miraculous hands.

If Zhang Jie was lucky enough to receive Hu Qingniu's inheritance, it was normal for him to know the Seven Flowers Seven Insects Ointment.

After all, the curiosity of a divine doctor would not allow him to have no understanding of such a high-difficulty,

challenging poison like the Seven Flowers Seven Insects Ointment.

At the same time, she was secretly rejoicing that she had not played any clever tricks just now,

otherwise, I fear it would have been counterproductive by now.

Seeing Zhang Jie satisfied, Ruyang Wang smiled endlessly and enthusiastically invited:

"The night is deep, and the frost is very heavy; why doesn't Zhang Shaoxia stay in my Ruyang Wang Fu for the night?"

After speaking, he also ordered the maid:

"Come! Go and tidy up a top-notch guest room."

Zhang Jie waved his hand indifferently:

"One of the purposes of my trip has been achieved, so I will not bother the Prince."

"Purpose, one of?"

Ruyang Wang, who thought Zhang Jie had finished his business, had his smile stiffen.

He had already lost several experts like the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow,

and had given away a precious medicine like the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment worth a thousand gold; how could Zhang Jie not be satisfied yet?

This Zhang Jie was not old, but his appetite was quite large!

But in the next second, he smiled again:

"Zhang Shaoxia has other purposes, just say them."

"The next purpose..."

Zhang Jie put the box containing the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment into his pocket and suddenly looked at A-San, who was hiding in the corner:

"Naturally, it is to avenge my Third Martial Uncle!"

After speaking, he tapped his toes on the floor, his figure flashed instantly, and he arrived in front of A-San, who was hiding in the corner, and slapped down with one palm.

"Ah! I'll fight you to the death!"

A-San was furious.

He had already hidden, why did Zhang Jie still have to force him?

Moreover, he, A-San, was not made of mud; no matter how high Zhang Jie's Wu Gong was,

if he wanted to kill him, A-San, he had to be prepared to have a piece of meat bitten off!

"Great Strength Jin Gang Finger!"

A-San's knotted muscles bulged, his already tall figure grew another thirty percent,

his skin turned golden under the influence of internal energy, and at this moment, the whole person

seemed no longer a mortal, but an angry-eyed Jin Gang with the power to subdue dragons and tigers!

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Zhang Jie's eyes were indifferent, and he still pressed down with one palm.

"Drink!"

A-San raised his arms to the sky, attempting to block Zhang Jie's palm.

'As long as, as long as I block this palm, I can live!'

A-San, thinking of the Xuanming Elders, A-Da, A-Er, and others, roared in his heart.

No matter how unfathomable Zhang Jie's Wu Gong was, he should not be the opponent of all the experts in the Ruyang Wang Fu, right?

Hiss!

The moment the Great Strength Jin Gang Finger made contact with Zhang Jie's palm, there was no roar like an explosion of dynamite as A-San had imagined;

there was only unimaginable power pouring down from Zhang Jie's palm,

crushing his Great Strength Jin Gang Finger like dry wood!

"Such power, such power!"

The violent impact caused bright red blood to flow from A-San's seven orifices.

If his counterattack was a Jin Gang's angry eyes, swearing to overturn everything in front of him,

then Zhang Jie's palm was a palm casually swung down by the Tathagata Buddha sitting high on Mount Ling.

No matter how angry the Jin Gang's eyes were, how could they compare to the Tathagata God Palm of the Buddha that could encompass three thousand worlds?

Even if it was just a casual palm!

Crackle!

The next second, a crisp sound like popping beans came from A-San's body.

"My bones, my bones!"

A-San, who collapsed to the ground, muttered to himself with a face like death.

The bones of his four limbs and hundred skeletons were broken inch by inch by Zhang Jie's palm.

Zhang Jie, who glanced at A-San, who was collapsed on the ground like mud, without blushing or panting, as if he were taking a walk,

and not having defeated a great expert of the Ruyang Wang Fu, said faintly:

"You broke all the bones of my Third Martial Uncle, leaving him paralyzed for more than ten years.

I will also use your own way to treat you, breaking all the bones in your body,

letting you spend the rest of your life in bed." ===== CHAPTER 113 =====

"I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life in bed."