Novel Full A pungent smell of medicinal liquid floated over the tip of Su Rong’s nose, making his scalp numb.
Looking at the boiling green liquid filling the barrel, he said in awe, “Do I need to soak myself in it?”
“Yes.” Mo Yi nodded and said flatly.
Su Rong looked at the barrel in great fear, “But it looks like it is boirling!”
Mo Yi stared at Su Rong for quite some time and asked coldly, “Do you want to go in by yourself or do you need me to throw you in?”
Su Rong, “…”
Mo Yi looked at Su Rong and hissed, saying, “Don’t so insatiable. The young master has an oral potion that can be used to help you advanced to the next nelevl. But just so you know, that kind of potion would affect a cultivator’s potential to some extent. He lets you soak in this kind of potion only because he treats you as his family. Although it is a little hot and, maybe a little bit painful, I can promise there will be no sequelae.”
Hearing Mo Yi’s words, Su Rong’s expression became a bit odd but meanwhile he felt warm in his heart at the same time.
“I’ll get in right now.” Su Rong said without more consideration.
Mo Yi nodded, “Take off your clothes.”
After finishing his words, Mo Yi ignored Su Rong and directly walked away.
Su Rong instantly took off his clothes and slipped into the barrel without hesitation. He almost screamed out on touching the hot water. The essence of the medicinal liquid in the barrel quickly absorbed by Su Rong’s body, and his inner momentum rose rapidly.
The five Spiritual Power Gathering Formations in the room started operating at the same time. Su Rong opened his eyes. He had only noticed the medicinal liquid in the barrel but ignored those formations in the room. After he finally saw them, Su Rong understood Mo Fei was really determined to help him.
Su Rong restrained his excitement and tried hard to absorb the surrounding star source power. Mo Fei previously said that he would help him advance to the next level. Su Rong was in fact somewhat skeptical, but at this moment, his doubts were all gone.
“Ha!” Feeling his strength reaching level 4, Su Rong excitedly let out a whoop of roar.
“Young master, Su Rong seems to have advanced.” Said Mo Yi.
Mo Fei squinted, shook his head, and said with some displeasure, “For the 20 billion, I really gave him a bargain.”
Mo Yi nodded and said with deep approval, “Exactly.”
Mo Fei heaved a sigh, “You have to break a few eggs if you want to make an omelet! This is all I can do. This is life! Always full of helplessness.”
Mo Yi’s mouth twitched, and he chimed in, “Young master, what you said is true and insightful.”
Mo Fei blushed, motioned with his hand, pretending to be modest, “You’re really flattering me.”
Su Rong put on his clothes and looked at the five Spiritual Power Gathering Formations in the room. His heart felt a bit itchy and hard to handle his impulse to do something nasty. But on thinking of the wicked and merciless Mo Yi and Mo Fei wolf in sheep’s clothing, Su Rong finally restrained the strong desire in his heart and left the room with his hands clean.
Looking at the ambiguous look of Mo Fei on the chair, Su Rong withdrew his smile. He then said in an embarrassment, “Lord Mo Fei, I’ve made it to level four.”
Mo Fei turned his face to the other side and said in a cold voice, “Not surprisingly. You only reached level 4, so don’t be conceited!” Mo Fei couldn’t help feeling depressed at the thought of himself still two levels lower to him.
Su Rong scratched his head and said, “I’m so sorry, Lord Mo Fei. I’m a little carried away.”
“You can be like that after you beat Ming Feiya.” Mo Fei mocked.
Su Rong’s sights hardened. “I will try my best.”
“Ming Feiya has advanced to level four over half a year ago. Like Mo Yi, she also possesses water attributes. Mo Yi will give you special training in the next few days. If you can win Mo Yi, then it would not be problem to beat Ming Feiya.” Mo Fei tapped his finger on the desktop.
Su Rong took a look at Mo Yi. He had a psychological shadow every time he saw Mo Yi due to the bitter experience of being beaten by Mo Yi last time. Su Rong couldn’t help feeling frightened.
“Mo Yi. At what odds do you think you can defeat Ming Feiya?” Mo Fei asked curiously toward Mo Yi.
Mo Yi said without thinking, “One hundred percent.”
Su Rong’s heart thumped. Mo Fei looked over to Su Rong, “Rongrong, if you can as capable as Yiyi, then I can rest easy.”
Su Rong scratched his head with some perplexity. “Lord Mo Fei, I will try my best to learn from Yiyi.”
“What are you talking about?” At this time, Lou Yu came in from outside.
Su Rong called out respectfully, “My Prince.”
Lou Yu looked at Su Rong with full of suspicion. “What happened? You are in whole piece and even advance to level four? Didn’t you get seriously injured?”
Su Rong looked over to Mo Fei and said, “It’s all Lord Mo Fei’s credit for everything.”
Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei with some sourness in his heart. Mo Fei was so nice to Mo Yi, and now Su Rong. But he never treated him like that.