I’m Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

A shop assistant in the cosmetics shop strongly recommended a sunscreen lotion. “This sunscreen is made from pure plant essence, and demonic plant semen has been added to it…”

“What’s that?”

Andrew was stunned.

The shop assistant in the cosmetics shop was a woman in her mid-twenties, and she was dressed very flirtatiously.

She giggled. “Demonic plant semen, this thing is very precious. It’s said that there’s a demonic plant in our territory, and it’s very powerful.”

Hehe!

F*ck. Demonic plant semen?

Was it so good to brag about making cosmetics?

“It is demonic plant vitality liquid, right?”

Andrew was speechless. Facing the salesman who kept talking, he could only put his A-grade composite metal blade on the table.

He said lightly, “I am going to the wilderness to kill demonic beasts, not to travel. Why do I need sunscreen?”

The shop assistant instantly shut up. Seeing the sharp blade, she didn’t dare to say anything more.

But in her heart, he kept cursing silently.

To kill monsters?

Who killed monsters with a toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, and shower gel?

Andrew then went to the market to buy a barbecue stove.

He also bought seasonings and found a barbershop on the street to tidy up his hair and get a facelift.

Wearing white sportswear and carrying a blade, he hurried to Boston Martial Arts No. 1 High School.

At this time, Boston Martial Arts No. 1 High School was very crowded.

On the playground, the entire school’s teachers and students were gathered together. There were even many well-informed students’ parents who deliberately turned down their work and rushed to the school, wanting to see Andrew’s handsome face.

At this moment, Principal Kelly was sweating profusely as he looked at the time on his phone again and again.

At the side, the media reporters had asked him more than three times.

Even the head of the Education Bureau gave him a hurried look.

It was 5:29.

However, Andrew was nowhere to be seen.

After making more than a dozen calls, all of them were “Not in the service area”.

“This kid, could he have gone to the wilderness again?”

Kelly wanted to stab Andrew to death… If Andrew didn’t come and went to the wilderness at this time…

He would be so embarrassed that he would die.

At the same time, at the Gate of Boston Martial Arts No. 1 High School.

Andrew took out his phone from his storage space and glanced at the time.

“It’s a minute earlier, but I’m at the school gate now. When I walk in, it will almost be time… Perfect!”

Time was fully utilized.

Not a single second was wasted.

As for the dozen or so missed calls… Were they from Principal Kelly?

He walked into the school and saw from afar that Kelly was sweating profusely. He was holding a cell phone and mumbling something.

With a flash, he flew up and landed directly in front of Kelly. He smiled and said, “Principal Kelly, there’s no need to call. I’m already here.”

Ding!

The time on her phone jumped. It was exactly 5:30.

It was not a second earlier or a second later.

“Andrew!”

Kelly was overjoyed. He looked at the media reporters surrounding him and immediately took out a prepared script from his pocket. He handed it to Andrew and said, “You’re too late.

“I won’t say much about the details of the script. You can just perform on the spot. Remember… tell them more about the benefits of our Boston Martial Arts No. 1 High School!”

For Boston Martial Arts No. 1 High School, this was a great opportunity for publicity.

It was like being a top student in peacetime.

If you were admitted to Stanford University, the high school would put up a banner that said, “To celebrate our school’s admission to Stanford with a total score of ???”

Many parents did not care about the details.

They cared about the publicity.

Andrew had just taken the script. Before he had time to read it, a sweet-looking reporter rushed over.

She pointed the microphone at Andrew and started to ask questions like a machine gun.

Behind her, the other reporters did not show any weakness and asked more than a dozen questions in an instant.

Andrew could not help but feel a headache.

He rubbed his temples.

There were only a few reporters, but he felt that his head was swelling a little.

He thought about those young stars in his previous life, holding a press conference or something like that. There were dozens of microphones in front of them.

Just like that, they could handle it.

As he thought about it, he smiled.

Andrew said, “Everyone, don’t be anxious. Come one by one, but I’m in a hurry. Each of you… I’ll answer two questions!”

The scene became a little quieter.

The first female reporter who rushed over said, “Student Andrew, have you really reached the Grandmaster realm? Can you show me your strength?”

Andrew said truthfully, “I’m not a Grandmaster, but my combat strength has reached the Grandmaster realm. As for showing my strength…”

Andrew looked around. In front of him, there was a big rock about 40 meters away.

“Why is there a rock that looks like an ox on the campus of Martial Arts No. 1 High School?”

A thought flashed through his mind.

Andrew drew his blade and slashed out.

Buzz!

The 40-meter-long thunder blade instantly tore through the air.

The blade landed on the rock.

Boom!

Crack!

The rock was split into two halves.

Even the lawn of the school field was torn into a neat crack.

Andrew put away his blade and smiled faintly.

Below, the camera kept snapping.

Kelly staggered and almost fell to the ground.

“My Crouching Bull Stone… I bought it at a high price of 300,000 yuan. It’s the landmark of our Boston Martial Arts No. 1 High school…”

Moreover, this lawn was worth tens of thousands of yuan each. It couldn’t be repaired!

The female reporter still wanted to ask, but Andrew waved his hand and said, “Next!”

“Andrew, can you describe in detail the process of you killing a seventh-grade crocodile demon?”

“The process…”

Andrew answered them one by one.

Soon, it was the last reporter’s turn.

He wore glasses and looked very refined, but when he opened his mouth, the questions he asked were very tricky.

“Andrew, I’ve investigated. You turned 18 in April this year, which means that you just became an adult… but today, you killed a person in a high-end restaurant outside the Waterfront Flower City Villa area. Your methods were ruthless.

“A young man who just became an adult, isn’t this a bit… bloody?”

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly quieted down.

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise as they looked at the reporter.

This question…

How was Andrew going to answer it?

Wasn’t this nitpicking?

Andrew’s expression also froze slightly.

This reporter was standing face to face with him, just a foot’s distance away.

Thus, Andrew raised his foot.

The reporter flew out.

He landed heavily more than ten meters away, spat out blood, twitched a few times, and passed out.

“Retard, the people I killed were evil warriors. Reporters like you grew up eating Sh*t, right? Are you waiting for evil warriors to come to your house, and then you’ll ask them if their methods are too bloody?”

Andrew cursed.

Directly in front of everyone, he dialed Charles’s phone.

“Hello, Chief Charles?”

“Send someone to Boston Martial Arts No. 1 High school. I found a reporter who seems to be an evil spy… Oh, and call an ambulance.”

Kelly covered his face.

Such a good interview…

Why did it feel like it was going to be on the news?