Chapter 115 - Under Great Pressure (1)

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nMo Fei looked suspiciously at Mo Fei and asked, “Where did you get the ancient book?”

n“I found it by accident.” Mo Fei said without thinking.

n“Where is it now?” Lou Yu asked out of curiosity.

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nMo Fei’s face was full of innocence, “It was burned when I was roasting sweet potatoes.”

nLou Yu, “…”

nLooking at the Lou Yu’s speechless face, Mo Fei tried to comfort him, “You don’t have to be too disappointed. Theoretically, the potion I have refined for you should be able to cure your hidden injuries by half at least. You own the Ethereal Spiritual Body and your body can recuperate itself. It won’t take too long for your body to return to its original condition. A bright future lies in front of you. Of course, you will need Nine Leaves of Heaven-Nourishing Herbs to completely restore your normal standard.”

n“Ethereal Spiritual Body? What is that?” Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei with perplexity.

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n“It’s a kind of holy spiritual body for cultivation. People with this feature could advance fast and basically would not encounter a bottleneck. As long as the source force accumulates enough in their body, they can upgrade fast and recover very quickly from injuries… Those who own such bodies are the heaven-favored sons.” Mo Fei could not help but look at Lou Yu with a pair of envious eyes.

nLou Yu smiled, “So you mean I own Ethereal Spiritual Body? What an surprise!”

nMo Fei snorted lightly, “Don’t get carried away. There are too many people who have good aptitudes but die young. You’d better be careful.”

nLou Yu shrugged his shoulders, “Thank you for your heads-up. By the way, what does Nine Leaf Heaven-mending Herb look like?”

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nMo Fei thought for a moment and then said, “Bring me a pen and a piece of paper and I’ll show you by my drawing.”

nLou Yu could not help but look at Mo Fei with gratitude, “Thank you.”

nMo Fei smiled faintly. “You’re welcome. This is the least I can do. Of course, it would be even better if you were willing to pay me dozens of or even hundreds of billions of star coins.”

nLou Yu, “…”

nAfter a long time, Lou Yu’s facial expression tangled up, holding Mo Fei’s drawing. “So you use this ** as a tempting fudge?”

nMo Fei’s face darkened, “You call this **? My drawing is very vivid, ok?”

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nLou Yu stared at Mo Fei, without saying a single word.

nMo Fei blushed a little being stared by Lou Yu. “All right, my drawing is a little ugly. Oh, no, I prefer to call it impressionist. You see, the main features are all sketched. You can make do with it. It is better than nothing, isn’t it?”

nLou Yu accepted Mo Fei’s painting, then said, “I’ll send someone to try to search it. I hope there will be some good news.”

nMo Fei nodded, “I will pray to god every day for you.”

n“You pray to god? But didn’t you say you don’t believe in gods?” Lou Yu asked curiously.

nMo Fei nodded, “Yes! So, you know, I’m just saying to carry on the conversation.”

nLou Yu, “…”

nLooking at Lou Yu’s gloomy face, Mo Fei stood up, “I need to leave for cultivation.”

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nLou Yu restrained his gloomy expression on the face, “Cultivate hard, and at least do more to protect yourself. Anyway, they are a lot of things you can not hide from others for the rest of your life.”

nEven if he tried to hide it, people would find Mo Fei’s prowess sooner or later. And what he could do now was to try to hold this time longer.

nMo Fei looked at Lou Yu with a pair of eyes full of surprise. At the thought of his pharmacy teacher, he nodded gravely, “I know.”

nLou Yu sipped his lips and looked at Mo Fei anxiously. “You have to be careful recently,”

nIt’s the taller trees in the woods that get their tops blown off.. Even if Lou Yu had his grandfather as his backing, he felt hard to protect himself, let alone Mo Fei.

n“I know,” Mo Fei nodded.

nHe frowned, knowing he had to hide his true strength. However, this was not the best way out since he would have to live behind the curtain forever, tightening his arms and legs.

nIn the training room, Su Rong was lying on the ground, aching all over.

nMo Yi pointed to a row of potions in the corner and said, “Look, here are all healing potions for you. They can make you recover in the shortest possible time and let you continue to receive training. Seeing these potions, you should also be able to imagine how determined the young master is for this competition. You will know how miserable your fate will be if you fail to win!”

nLooking at Mo Yi’s demon-like smile on his face, Su Rong gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and continued his training fight.

nAnd after not very long, Su Rong got knocked over again.

n“What’s the matter with you? You have already made it to level 4, but you’re still so weak. How could you beat Ming Yafei if you act like this?” Mo Yi said in a cold tone.

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nAt this time, Lou Yu opened the door of the training room and went in.

nSeeing Lou Yu coming in, Mo Yi involuntarily frowned and let out a cry of “My Prince”.

nLou Yu looked at Mo Yi’s indifferent face and was not angry. “Mo Yi. Going beyond the limit is as bad as falling short. Let Su Rong have a rest.”

nSu Rong looked at Lou Yu with moving tears in his eyes. “Prince Yu is the only one who really cares about me,” thought him.

nMo Yi thought for a moment and nodded, “All right.”

nMo Yi carried his sword and went out, while Su Rong breathed a sigh of relief silently.

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