KMA: Kickass Man A Is Back

Atlas Lincoln looked at Mister Kane. His eyes seemed to be able to see through her.

"You must have suffered internal injuries when you were young, but you forced yourself to use the strength in your body, causing your injuries to worsen. Every time you are acting up, your two main acupoints, Tinchee and Wind Hall, will hurt as if they were pricked by needles."

Mister Kane nodded hurriedly and said excitedly, "You are right. Every time there's an attack, I feel worse than death. I have searched all over for famous doctors of the continent, but no one can cure me." There was a deep exhaustion in Mister Kane's eyes. "Sometimes, I want to end myself. That kind of pain is excruciating!"

Jennie looked at Mister Kane in distress and said, "Sister, please don't say that. I believe there must be someone who can cure you!"

Mister Kane looked at Atlas and asked, "Doctor, how can I cure my disease?"

Atlas' expression was calm, as if everything was under his control. "It's very simple. You only need one elixir and a set of acupuncture. But if you want your illness to be gone forever, you have to give up the Spiritual Energy that you've cultivated for many years."

"Doctor, the Spiritual Energy you mentioned should be the Chi flowing in my body, right? If I can cure my illness, I am willing to give up my Cultivation Base. That kind of pain is too torturing!" After that, there was a trace of fear in Mister Kane's eyes. Obviously, she couldn't take more of that.

Atlas said, "Since you agree to give up your Cultivation Base, then go and find the herbs as I said. When all the herbs are found, I can start to refine the elixir."

Mister Kane said hurriedly, "Jennie, hurry up and fetch paper and pen. Let the doctor write down the medicinal materials."

Atlas wrote down a list and handed it to Mister Kane.

After reading it, Mister Kane frowned slightly. "500-year-old ginseng, 500-year-old polygonum multiflorum, and 500-year-old glossy ganoderma..."

"Doctor, these herbs are quite common, but it's not easy to find the 500-year-old ones."

Only then did Atlas remember that this was the earth. Unlike in the cultivation world, the 500-year-old herbs were very rare.

"If you really can't find the 500-year-old ones, you can use the younger herbs to replace it. But the younger they were, the less effective the elixir would be."

"I'll do my best!" Naturally, Mister Kane hoped that Atlas could refine the most effective elixir. "Jennie, send everyone to search for the herbs needed!"

"Yes, Master!" Jennie bowed.

Mister Kane looked at Atlas respectfully and asked, "Doctor, do you have any other instructions?"

Atlas said lightly, "No, but I have some questions for you."

"Feel free to ask me anything! I'll try my best to answer you." Mister Kane said respectfully.

"According to what you said, you call the power in your body Chi. How many people like you are there in this world?"

In his previous life, Atlas had never come into contact with people like Mister Kane. He was taken to the Prime Tao Sect by his Supreme Master. When he became Immortal Emperor and was about to return to Earth, Earth had already disappeared.

At the location where the earth disappeared, Atlas felt the turbulent Spiritual Power. He assumed that the earth was destroyed in the war of Cultivators.

Therefore, he guessed that there might be Cultivators on earth.

In this life, as soon as he was reborn, he met a Cultivator like him, but their Cultivation Base were too weak. Compared with the real Cultivator, Mister Kane and Jennie's strengths were nearly ten thousand times weaker.

Despite this, Atlas Lincoln was still very interested in their identities.

Mister Kane glanced at Augustin and said, "Mr. Coleman, this might be a private conversation."

Augustin hurriedly said, "Got it!"

Looking at Augustin walking away, Mister Kane said, "To be honest, there are still many people like me. But compared with millions and millions of ordinary people, the number of people like us can be described as rare. We all have the same identity, which is martial practitioner. People call us martial artists!"

"You mean there are ordinary people who know about your existence?" Atlas asked.

"Yes, but those who know the existence of martial artists must have a high status. As for those ordinary people living in the lower levels, very few know the existence of us." Mister Kane replied. "Since you have the same title, you should have your own hierarchy of levels, right?" Atlas felt that maybe these martial artists were the inheritance of cultivators on earth.

Since cultivators have their own Hierarchy, martial artists should naturally do.

Mister Kane nodded and said, "Of course."

"At first, I reached the Acquired Realm, then the Innate Realm, and then the Perfection of Martial Arts. Then I became a Martial Master!"

Speaking of Martial Master, there was a hint of yearning in Mister Kane's eyes. "Martial Master is at the peak of the martial arts world. They are like divine dragons in the sky. It is very difficult to find one out of 10,000 martial artists!"

Atlas roughly understood the Hierarchy of a martial artist, but he was not very clear about the corresponding strength of different levels of martial artists.

"What level are you at?" Atlas wanted to use Mister Kane as a reference to understand their grading system.

"I am an Innate Realm Advanced martial artist. Jennie is at Acquired Realm Moderate." Mister Kane replied honestly.

Then, Mister Kane looked at Atlas curiously and asked, "Doctor, I think you are at least an Innate Realm Peak martial artist. Why are you so unfamiliar with the strength level of the martial arts world?"

Atlas replied calmly, "My Supreme Master only taught me how to cultivate and that's it. Therefore, I don't know the Hierarchy of martial artists at all."

"I see!" Mister Kane was skeptical.

Atlas was probably only twenty years old. To be able to teach such a young gifted martial artist, his teacher must be a real master.

How could such a person not teach his disciple the basic grading system?

Either Atlas was lying or the expert was old and forgetful.

After getting the answer he wanted, Atlas stood up and said, "I'll leave my number to you. When you find the herbs I want, call me."

"Okay." Mister Kane nodded respectfully. She no longer dared show her lofty attitude in front of him.

"Well, I'll go back first." Atlas turned and left.

"Wait a minute., doctor. You haven't said how much it will cost." Mister Kane asked. If he did not ask for rewards, she was worried that he would quit in the future.

"Let's talk about the reward after you are cured. I haven't thought of what I need yet."

With that said, Atlas left indifferently with his hands behind his back.

Augustin returned to the entrance of the courtyard and said to Mister Kane, "Mister Kane. I'll send Mr. Lincoln back first!"

"Thank you, Mr. Coleman!" Mister Kane said.

Watching Atlas and Augustin leave, Jennie, who had already notified her subordinates to search for the herbs, walked over.

"Master, are his words reliable? Can he really cure your illness? Besides, at such a young age, is he really able to reach Innate Realm Peak? That's a realm higher than yours!" Jennie had some doubts.

A solemn look appeared in Mister Kane's eyes. "Jennie, remember, this person can only be a friend in the future. He must not be an enemy! You think he is only at Innate Peak? No, his real identity should be a Martial Master!"

"What!" Jennie was shocked.

Martial Master was at the summit of the martial arts world, and Atlas Lincoln was so young. How could he be Martial Master?☐☐☐☐☐