I'm Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts

Chapter 242: 30 corpses!

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

The peak fighters who understood Andrew all looked normal.

Those who had just met for the first time had their expressions changed from calm to shocked, and finally... they were numb.

Almost 30 corpses of peak-level demon beasts!

This number, let alone demon beast corpses, they had never seen even living peak-level demon beasts.

Ten trailers and three helicopters took an entire day to remove all the demon beast corpses.

“Andrew.”

After all the demon beast corpses had been transported, Clayton said gratefully, “Thank you. I thank you on behalf of the country!”

Andrew waved his hand carelessly.

Anyway, the system had already rewarded him for these demon beast corpses. It would be a waste to leave them with him. He might as well hand them over to the country.

Clayton smiled. “These demon beast corpses have helped the country solve a huge problem.

“The country is currently researching pills that can improve the qi and blood of warriors. The Great Recovery Pill that you gave me last time has already been sent for research. With this batch of demon beast corpses, we can start researching.”

At this moment, Chris walked over with a form in his hand.

“The price of thirty demon beast corpses has been calculated.”

Andrew waved his hand. “I don’t need to look at it. It’s useless even if I want money. Just treat it as lending these corpses to the country. In the future, if you find the materials I need, just deduct the cost directly from here.

“Oh right, I want to apply for a set of cultivation resources for my sister. Deduct the cost.”

“There’s no need for that.” Clayton hurriedly waved his hand.

“Your sister can consume as much cultivation resources as she needs. The country will accommodate her. Why would we need to deduct it from your money? Let Chris handle this matter personally. Everything will be done according to the highest standards.”

“Alright!” Chris immediately went to make arrangements.

...

Clayton booked a table in the largest restaurant in New York.

Many Ultimate powerhouses came here to drink and talk about the changes in their lives due to the recovery of spiritual essence in the past few years.

Suddenly, Louis stood up with a glass of wine in his hand.

He looked at Andrew with slightly red eyes.

“King Thunderblade, I want to toast you this glass of wine. If it weren’t for you, the nine-headed Hydra would have killed me in the battle when it advanced.

“If it weren’t for you, none of us would be able to eat here without worry.

“Last night, I was chatting with Director Clayton. At one o’clock in the morning, he... fell asleep!

“Everyone may not know this, but the director hasn’t slept for many years because he didn’t dare to sleep!

“This world is too dangerous. The safety of the entire United States depends on the director. It was also because of King Thunderblade that Director Clayton was able to sleep well.”

Wells also stood up.

Although he had been beaten up by Andrew many times, he did not have any hatred now.

He could only respect Andrew.

Wells picked up his wine glass, his face full of guilt. “I apologize for what we did as the Holy Lands in the past.

“From now on, in order to protect the lives of the American people, I will do my best!

“Cheers!”

Everyone raised their glasses and emptied the wine in their hands.

Andrew was also affected by this atmosphere. He drank one glass after another. Later on, even his physique felt a little tipsy.

Everyone drank until it was past twelve o’clock in the morning.

Clayton had already arranged accommodation for everyone, but Andrew refused.

He turned into a dazzling sword light and disappeared into the distant horizon.

In half an hour, he could fly back to his home in the Stanford base, so why would he stay in a hotel?

When he returned to the villa, Annie was still waiting for him at home.

It was another wonderful night. Annie’s gentleness made Andrew sink into it.

For the next period, Andrew stayed at home and lived like a newlywed couple with Annie.

Now, both the demon beasts and the threat of the Heavenly God Sect had been eliminated.

They could finally live a stable life.

It went on until June 30th. When the school reopened, Annie had no choice but to go back to school every day.

Andrew also received a call from Howard at noon that day.

“Mr. Andrew, we have collected some more materials. Should we send them to you now?”

“What do you have?” Andrew asked.

Howard sorted out the materials and sent them to him in a list.

Andrew looked at them briefly. “No purple gold ore? Then there’s no need to send them over. The mountain road over Death Valley is being built with the help of the Atlantean disciples. It should be completed in a few days. Go over there and help me look after it.”

After hanging up the phone, Andrew contacted Clayton again.

Recently, he had nothing to do. He could start the plan of setting up the formations at the world entrance.

After hanging up the phone, Andrew found a restaurant and ordered afternoon tea.

After taking two bites, his phone rang again.

“Charles?”

After picking up the phone, Charles’s tone seemed to be trembling. His voice was very low, as if something had happened to his face.

“Andrew, where are you?”

“I’m at the Stanford base.”

“The Eric Mountain Range... Another demon beast has advanced to the Ultimate realm!”

Andrew was stunned and blinked.

How long had it been? After the descendant of the purple-gold demon monkey had advanced to the pinnacle, another demon beast had made the breakthrough?

After hanging up the phone, Andrew stuffed the rest of the snacks into his mouth.

When he left the house, a cloud condensed under Andrew’s feet. His entire body broke through the air and flew into the distance at an astonishing speed.

The surrounding scenery was rapidly retreating.

Five times the speed of sound.

Even human fighter jets were rarely able to reach this speed.

Soon, Andrew arrived near the Eric Mountain Range.

...

At this time, in the core area of the Eric Mountain Range.

Charles was hiding in a pit. There were many disguises made of leaves and branches around him. He revealed his two eyes and stared straight ahead.

Fifty meters away, there was a huge eagle.

When it retracted its wings, this eagle was forty meters long. Its wingspan was eighty meters! Every feather was like steel, shining with a cold light.

Charles stared at it for a while and suddenly felt that it looked familiar.

Where had he seen this eagle before?

Soon, he remembered that there was an eighth-grade mythical eagle in the Eric Mountains that had escaped from Andrew’s hands.

But how long had it been?

How could this eagle have advanced from the eighth grade to the pinnacle realm?

He wasn’t Andrew, so how could he have such an abnormal cultivation speed?