Chapter 257 - 121: Mainly Rebellious, Going to Demand a Kiss

Chapter 257: Chapter 121: Mainly Rebellious, Going to Demand a Kiss

The five men nodded at once.

Yang Mo didn’t question why Zhao Ci wasn’t joining the fight.

His current strength was simply too far from Zhao Ci’s level.

On the other hand, these five Civilian Mansion Officials had become quite formidable after receiving a sufficient supply of Qi Cultivation Pills, being thoroughly trained by Xiang Yunzhan, and finally using Body Refining Pills to make up for their postnatal deficiencies.

His own strength was only about on par with theirs.

In fact, against Xiao Shenke, who specialized in assassination, or Zhang Da Yong, whose martial arts were a good match for Xiang Yunzhan’s, he might even be at a disadvantage.

’Sparring with them is what I should be doing right now.’

And so, the sparring continued.

Zhao Ci and Feng Kucha sat on the viewing platform, sipping tea.

Feng Kucha grimaced. "I’m telling you, Old Zhao, you hit way too hard. This is just regular training, is that really necessary?"

Zhao Ci scoffed. "What do you mean, not necessary? It’s fine for now, but once you reach the Physical Body Realm, you’ll have to go out on missions frequently. You’ll face a lot more danger. As a male healer, don’t you need to practice your survival skills? So what if it hurts a little during practice? With your powerful self-healing ability, what’s there to be afraid of?"

"True enough!"

Feng Kucha nodded. Just moments ago, he had been covered in bruises, but now he was completely back to normal. His awakened healing ability was a bit ridiculous.

With a self-healing ability like that, he really had nothing to complain about.

After wasting so many years, he finally had a chance to rapidly increase his strength. Of course he had to torture himself a bit.

He turned his gaze to the Martial Arts Arena. "Lao Mo’s physique seems to have improved some, and he’s daring to fight back now. But he still has that subconscious reflex to cover his head. What are we supposed to do about that?"

"Just give it time."

Zhao Ci smiled. ’How could a shadow formed in childhood be overcome so easily?’

’We’re already seeing good signs.’

’From now on, we’ll just let it happen naturally and wait for his confidence to build up.’

’As for now, I can study his fighting style and help him find ways to technically improve.’

’Lao Mo needs a good coach right now. After all, confidence is built on a record of victories.’

After five consecutive matches.

Zhao Ci called Yang Mo over and gave him a thorough analysis. Yang Mo listened, nodding repeatedly, and jotted down every issue Zhao Ci pointed out.

After all, Zhao Ci was publicly acknowledged as the number one martial artist of the younger generation.

Having reached the hall-entering realm with his spear techniques, he also possessed a profound understanding of other combat skills.

Moreover, he spoke more gently than Xiang Yunzhan, so he didn’t make people feel insecure.

’This is an opportunity I can’t let slip by.’

[Yang Mo’s Current Wish]: I must repay Zhao Ci’s kindness. Wish Completion Reward: Insight +10, Gratitude Talisman x1.

Zhao Ci was speechless.

’Isn’t this a bit too formal?’

’Although the amount of Insight is a bit low...’

’...it’s better than nothing.’

Feng Kucha didn’t have a wish like this. He just kept shouting "Father Ci."

"By the way, Lao Mo!"

Zhao Ci asked, "What exactly was the talent that the Self-Reflection Pill helped you find?"

Yang Mo gave his prepared excuse: "It seems that after my body is injured, it gets slightly stronger upon recovery? Maybe the Secret Technique my parents used actually worked!"

Zhao Ci was speechless.

’Damn it all.’

’That Secret Technique actually worked?’

’Did they really manage to stumble into the right answer by accident?’

’Forget it.’

’I’m not going to worry about it.’

He waved his hand. "Dinner’s ready. Let’s go eat together!"

Yang Mo shook his head. "No, that’s okay! I should go home and eat with my parents. I heard that missions after reaching the Physical Body Realm can keep you away from home for months at a time. Every meal I can share with them is one less I’ll have in the future."

[Yang Mo’s Current Wish]: I must properly repay the kindness of my old folks. Wish Completion Reward: Insight +1000, Ultimate Gratitude Talisman x1.

Zhao Ci was speechless.

He was a bit moved. He hadn’t expected Lao Mo to be a little angel of gratitude.

’Even after being tormented like that by his brain-dead parents, his heart is filled with nothing but gratitude.’

’And... so filial, taking every chance he gets to eat with his parents. How many people would be put to shame by such devotion?’

’He remembered his past life, when he was starting his own business. Even though he lived in the same city as his parents, he’d only see them a few times a month.’

’Sigh!’

’A person like Lao Mo deserves to be treated gently by the world.’

"Then you should head back."

Zhao Ci nodded, then turned to look at Feng Kucha. "Let’s go eat, too. The others won’t dare to pick up their chopsticks until we get there."

...

Yang Family Medicine Shop.

The back courtyard.

When Yang Mo hurried back, the couple had been waiting for a long time. Seeing him return, they rushed to greet him.

*Hiss...*

Seeing them charge over so ferociously, Yang Mo felt as if two monstrous beasts were pouncing on him.

His heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Fortunately, Cen Xiu sized up her son with a look of satisfaction. "Mo! Was your training difficult today?"

Yang Mo was speechless.

’Before, they always asked if I had trained hard today.’

’This time, they asked if the training was difficult.’

This change made him extremely uncomfortable.

He racked his brain and finally thought of a proper response, forcing a smile. "You can’t talk about hardship in cultivation. I can only say it went rather smoothly."

"It’s good that you have this awareness!"

Yang Fang revealed a satisfied smile before saying, "Your mother and I haven’t eaten yet because we were waiting for you."

Cen Xiu shot him a reproachful look. "How could you eat when our child wasn’t even back? I couldn’t, anyway! You and your father go sit down. I’ll go get the food."

Yang Mo quickly stopped them. "Father! Mother! Let me get the food. The Mansion competition starts in a few days. I want to be as filial as I can while I’m still at home!"

Without another word, he picked up the food container and left through the back door of the courtyard.

The couple looked at each other, their faces filled with relief and happiness.

"Husband, our Mo has finally grown up!"

"It’s all thanks to our strict guidance that we were finally able to cultivate this seedling."