Our Medical Cultivators Are Super Strong

Synopsis: Wang Heng transmigrated, becoming the beautiful, strong, and miserable medical cultivator male second lead in a female-oriented novel. There are still a thousand years before the plot begins. A thousand years... let me think about how to stir things up. So, he diligently studies medicine, refines cauldrons, tempers pill poisons, takes in sword servants, controls divine fire, cultivates array formations... Unknowingly, he has warped the style of the entire medical cultivator. The master of a certain holy land, "Those crazy people from Clear Wind Valley, avoid them if you can." A certain great sword cultivator, "Cultivating a Heaven-grade sword intent with a broken wooden stick? Are you the sword cultivator, or am I?" A certain giant of the demon clan, "That big shot who forced a True Dragon to sign a master-servant contract, you call this a medical cultivator? nmsl!" Fake medical cultivator: No threatening weapons, can only cower behind and heal, holding thighs throughout. Real medical cultivator: Absolute control, one-on-nine strength, hardcore equipment, killing the opponent so no one needs treatment, the sword in hand, follow me. ... A thousand years later, Wang Heng smiled and looked at the demonized, arrogant male lead: "Young man, come with me to learn medicine."