“Maybe that Master secretly used some magic to cure me.” Jessica Bolton thought it over and felt this was the only explanation that barely made sense. He had originally intended to take these two beauties right then and there, but suddenly remembered that mysterious jade of “War Soul,” and was afraid that in a moment of indulgence, he might forget the incantation Samuel White had taught him. He hurriedly said, “Just now, Master specially taught me a healing technique and urged me to study it carefully to completely eliminate any hidden ailments in my body. I’ll go heal myself first and come back later to spend time with my two virtuous wives.”

　　The Foster Family and The Miller Family were reluctant to let him go, but upon hearing this, they were afraid of delaying their husband’s recovery and quickly urged him to proceed. Looking at the two beauties’ deep attachment to him, Jessica Bolton couldn’t help but feel a surge of pity—and desire—when he thought of their tragic fates. He reached out and gave the astonishingly ample peaks on The Foster Family’s chest a squeeze.

　　The Foster Family hadn’t expected such a sneak attack and couldn’t dodge in time. She let out a startled cry and lowered her head to hide her blushing face. Jessica Bolton, inwardly praising the sensation, added lecherously, “The imperial physician just said that my illness is now fully cured, and from today onward there’s no need for abstinence. My beloved wives, wait here for me tonight—no one is allowed to leave…”

　　—Back in the day, this prince was at least a big player juggling multiple women. These past few months have been truly hard to endure. As the saying goes, when you can’t bear it anymore, there’s no need to keep bearing it! Since I’ve decided to be this Henry Adams, what reason do I have not to accept these two legitimate wives?

　　When The Foster Family and The Miller Family understood the meaning of his last words, their cheeks flushed red and they turned their heads away in unison, but their hearts were filled with joy. Jessica Bolton laughed heartily, feeling completely at ease, and strode away.

　　After returning to the study, Jessica Bolton ordered the maids to leave and took out the jade token given to him by Samuel White from his robe.

Chapter Six: Palace Banquet! The Beginning of Scheming and Intrigue

　　Samuel White was at least a well-known immortal. The things he gave shouldn’t be fake or shoddy, right? Jessica Bolton thought as he sat cross-legged, placed the jade token between his palms, and, following the taught method, calmed his mind, cleared away distractions, and gradually focused his consciousness on his palms.

　　At this moment, a strange scene appeared in Jessica Bolton’s mind: a translucent human figure floated in the air, with several white threads inside, seemingly representing the meridians, and golden dots of light moving along them. According to the incantation that appeared alongside, these golden dots represented the flow of internal energy through the meridians. After a while, the figure changed posture, and the trajectory of the golden dots shifted accordingly. There were seven postures in total, each with a peculiar name like “Dou” and “Wei.” According to the notes, this was a complete cultivation method called the “War Soul Technique.”

　　Samuel White was right—this War Soul Technique looked completely different from those immortality-granting methods. Its function was to “temper and refine the body,” enhancing physical abilities and energy control, somewhat like the “external skills” in martial arts, with the highest level claiming to be “indestructible and immortal.” Jessica Bolton guessed that this so-called “indestructible and immortal” only applied to mortal weapons; if faced with a legendary sword like Moye or Wugou, his head would probably be as fragile as tofu. However, Jessica Bolton never intended to rely on his own cultivation to deal with future enemies—even if he started training now, and even if the Investiture of the Gods war broke out centuries later, he still wouldn’t be a match for those people. Any famous magical treasure would leave him with no choice but to run for his life. There were countless such examples in the Investiture of the Gods, not to mention going up against BOSS-level figures like sect leaders or saints.

　　Jessica Bolton had thought it through carefully and felt that his greatest weapon was the accumulated wisdom and knowledge of humanity over thousands of years. Even without a computer, he was confident that, relying on memory and experimentation, he could propel the Shang Dynasty into the era of firearms—or even further—in a very short time. Of course, if he could go on to create 24th-century weapons, changing the course or even the outcome of the entire Investiture of the Gods war wouldn’t be impossible. Moreover, strategies like the Thirty-Six Stratagems, Sun Tzu’s Art of War, and the teachings of Guiguzi were mostly unknown novelties in the Shang Dynasty. With these ingenious tactics, there was plenty to be done just among the three great immortal sects—Chan, Jie, and Western Buddhism…

　　As for this War Soul Technique, which only tempered the body, Jessica Bolton felt it was quite suitable for his current situation. At the very least, it would allow him to master and utilize the immense power within his body. When Samuel White had stumbled upon this technique in West Kunlun years ago, he found it was merely a “minor” method for physical cultivation, incomparable to the “great way” of immortals he practiced, so he casually put it away without trying to cultivate it. This time, giving it as a gift to Henry Adams not only repaid Henry Adams’s hospitality but also got rid of a useless item—a win-win situation. In this immortal’s eyes, the “rare immortal tea” given by Henry Adams was far more precious than the War Soul Technique. In fact, Samuel White had no idea how much this “minor” item he had overlooked would affect the future “destiny”…