I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

As he was working, Li Ang suddenly remembered something.

He quickly pulled out the medicine bottles he had just gotten from the hospital from the pocket of his clothes.

He didn't care whether the medicine was effective or not, what dosage was needed, or how to swallow it.

Open them all up and pour them all into your mouth.

The mixed potions smelled strange, but Li Ang couldn't care less at the moment.

He leaned down again, getting closer to Karen.

At the same time, the basic Qi-circulating method of the "Hehuan Medicine King Manual" automatically began to circulate in my mind.

Gradually, a faint, almost imperceptible flow of energy began to emerge within Li Ang's body.

He was overjoyed!

Inner breath!

Become!

Li Ang dared not delay and quickly guided the flow of energy, circulating it according to the cultivation method.

Karen was still a little girl.

When the cultivation technique first began to circulate, she inevitably felt nervous, fearful, and even somewhat resistant.

My instinct was to back down.

Gradually, perhaps because of Li Ang's comforting words, or perhaps because of the effects of the "Hehuan Medicine King Technique," Karen's tense body slowly relaxed.

The initial sharp pain was gradually replaced by an indescribable warm sensation.

Very comfortable.

It felt as if every tired cell had received a gentle, comforting soothing and nourishing comfort.

Karen could even feel a slight tingling sensation coming from an old scar on her shoulder from years ago when she was chasing criminals, and from a barely noticeable old sprain on her wrist.

It was as if the tissue in these two wounds was undergoing accelerated metabolism and repair.

Karen's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Li Ang's face, which was so close to hers.

His eyes were closed, his expression focused, and his breathing and movements carried a unique rhythm.

"Li Ang..."

She couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"What...is happening? I feel...it's strange, but...it feels good. Some of my old injuries seem to be healing gradually..."

Li Ang slowly opened his eyes, met her surprised and uncertain gaze, and a slightly mysterious smile appeared on his lips.

As he maintained a deep and slow rhythm, guiding his inner energy to circulate continuously within their bodies, he whispered in her ear, half-jokingly explaining:

"Hey Karen, this is a family heirloom passed down from my parents, um... an old method for strengthening the body. You know, they're from Tokyo University, and some things are hard to explain with modern science."

Li Ang gently kissed Karen's earlobe.

"But it seems this method is beneficial for both of us. It not only relieves fatigue but also seems to help with injury recovery. What you're feeling is probably its effect."

Karen was immediately taken aback.

Is this some kind of Dongda Kung Fu?

It's incredible!

She stopped asking questions and instead completely relaxed, actively enjoying that wonderful feeling of comfort.

Soon, she became fascinated by this feeling of being so closely connected with Li Ang, as if their very lives were resonating.

After an initial awkward attempt, Li Ang gradually became immersed in it.

He could clearly feel that as the two of them became intimately intertwined, the "Hehuan Medicine King Manual" was operating spontaneously.

The medicine that had been ingested earlier began to exert its effects.

The faint aura within his body seemed to be gradually growing stronger.

At the same time, the injuries Li Ang sustained from being beaten by Rex and others were strangely easing.

A sense of power emanated from between the muscles and bones.

My five senses also seem to have become more acute.

This hasty attempt to use ordinary medicines and dual cultivation methods had a pitifully weak effect, far less than one-thousandth of the effect of even the lowest-grade pills described in the "Medicine King's Manual".

But it also gave Li Ang a glimmer of hope.

As long as I continue to cultivate, and even find a more potent medicine, one day I will definitely become stronger.

It's so strong that I don't eat beef anymore.

After an unknown amount of time, the storm finally subsided.

Karen nestled against Li Ang like a lazy cat, her body limp and soft, her cheek pressed against his sweaty chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

The lingering feeling of that wonderful comfort was still slowly flowing through her body, making her unwilling to move.

"Li Ang!"

Karen spoke softly, her voice gentler than ever before, tinged with a hint of weariness.

"This feeling...is wonderful. I've never felt so...peaceful and full of energy before, as if all my weariness and old wounds have been soothed."

Li Ang tightened his arms and gently rested his chin on the top of her head.

After the attempt, he was in surprisingly good spirits. His physical injuries were almost completely healed.

It's simply a miracle.

This feeling was so wonderful that he couldn't help but say:

"Since you like it too, let's do it again!"

For two consecutive weekend days, Li Ang went to the pharmacy and bought a lot of medicine.

He made Karen study and practice diligently at home.

The police station called Karen, urging her to return to work, but Karen was busy and hung up immediately.

The two reluctantly parted ways on Monday when Li Ang had to go to school.

During lunch, Bruce, the black guy, asked Leon to go to the gym together after school.

Li Ang was currently flush with cash and didn't need to rush to find a part-time job. Considering that he had neglected Bruce for a long time, he nodded in agreement.

After school in the afternoon, I went to the gym next to the school.

When Li Ang pushed open the glass door covered with posters of various supplements and bodybuilding competitions, Bruce was already sitting on the bench next to the reception desk.

He had a towel draped around his neck, and the back of his gray vest was soaked.

"Hey, Li Ang, you're late! I've almost finished my warm-up set."

"There's nothing we can do, the teacher went overtime."

Li Ang said casually, his gaze sweeping over Bruce's soaked vest:

"How long have you been practicing?"

"About half an hour, I went for a run first."

Bruce wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and was about to call Li Ang to the equipment area.

Li Ang took a white box out of his bag and handed it over.

Bruce took it and his eyes widened instantly.

"What is this?"

Li Ang shrugged and said in a relaxed tone:

"Here's a gift for you. Open it and see."

Bruce tore open the plastic film on the outside of the box, revealing a silver iPhone 3G inside.

Although this phone was considered a mid-to-low-end model in New York in 2010.

But for high school students, having a smartphone is already quite good.

Bruce stared at his phone for several seconds, then looked up at Li Ang and asked:

"How much...how much will this cost?"

Li Ang said casually:

"One hundred dollars."

Bruce raised his voice immediately:

"One hundred dollars? Are you crazy? Why would you buy this? Your sister is still in the hospital waiting for money to save her life, and now you're giving me one hundred dollars to buy a phone?"

Li Ang smiled and patted Bruce on the shoulder, saying:

"Hey bro, have you forgotten it's your birthday today?"

Bruce was stunned again.

He stared at his phone for several seconds, his throat moved again, and his eyes reddened.

After hesitating for a moment, he still pushed the phone box back to Li Ang, shook his head, and said:

"No, your sister is still sick. We can't waste money like this. I haven't even removed the packaging film yet. Go and return it now; you should be able to get a full refund."