World of Cultivation One Hundred and Thirty Two Healing Wounds

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Two Healing Wounds

As Zuo Mo stord and raged and swore, Pu Yao was left completely struck dumb.

“They aren’t crap... ...” Pu Yao dumbly wanted to explain.

“If they aren’t crap, then what are they?” Zuo Mo glared.

Realizing that he had been suppressed by Zuo Mo’s presence, Pu Yao instantly beca irritated. His right eye narrowed, revealing an extrely long red blade. In a cold voice, he said, “Oh, what do you want to say?”

Zuo Mo couldn’t help but stop breathing. eting Pu Yao’s cold and strange gaze, he instantly shrunk back, “I... ... I just ant... ... you have to give ... ... things that don’t have side effects... ...”

“I am yao.” Pu Yao said faintly, “The road that I understand is different from you xiuzhe. It is normal to have side effects.”

Pu Yao’s aning was extrely clear. He could not be blad for the side effects. He was also stating that the things he would give in the future will also have side effects.

If Pu Yao decided to be unreasonable, Zuo Mo could do nothing about it. The two were vastly different in power and, naturally, their right to speak was not equal.

Zuo Mo could only choose to remain silently defiant.

Pu Yao’s gaze beca even more unfriendly. Zuo Mo could only bear it. He knew that if he capitulated each ti, his position in Pu Yao’s eyes would fall, and his outco would beco even worse. Power was sothing that had to be fought for. This could not be avoided, he had to take a certain degree of risk,.

Facing Zuo Mo’s stubborn silence, Pu Yao started to have a headache.

To get a horse to run, you had to feed the horse. Zuo Mo, this guy who only had jingshi in his eyes, and was becoming wiser. It was not possible to trick him like before.

But the ti he had... ...

Thinking about that, Pu Yao’s mood instantly beca irritated. Looking at the person making trouble for him, he wanted to smash Zuo Mo into smithereens. But he suppressed the impulse in his heart. His temperant was not good, but he was not dumb.

“The scriptures of yaomo, it is not strange that humans would have problems practicing it.” The viciousness in Pu Yao’s eyes gradually faded, and his tone resud its habitual peace. “However, I do have so xiuzhe scriptures in my possession. In the future, the rewards will be for these scriptures. You cannot bla if there are side-effects then.”

Zuo Mo was happy, but he still corrected, “It’s transactions!” Transactions and rewards were two completely different concepts. A transaction ant that he was owed sothing, but if it was a reward then the aning was different.

“Up to you.” Pu Yao’s face was unconcerned. Inside, his head hurt even more. Zuo Mo was becoming harder to deal with.

“However, you need to be quicker!” Pu Yao’s tone beca extrely dissatisfied, “The speed you make jingshi is too slow. I need more jingshi!”

“I am a zhuji cultivator.” Zuo Mo had to emphasize reality.

Pu Yao choked on Zuo Mo’s words. He knew that Zuo Mo had been bothered by the fact his cultivation was not increasing. What Zuo Mo said was the truth. In the ranks of zhuji xiuzhe, there would not be many that could make more jingshi than he did.

This guy that was so enthusiastic about making jingshi, but was also stubborn in his bones, Pu Yao didn’t know what to do. If he switched to another person, truthfully, Pu Yao felt that they wouldn’t be better than him. This guy was a natural at making jingshi. Pu Yao found that Zuo Mo was extrely sensitive to everything related to him. Zuo Mo knew when to fight for himself but not enrage the other party, he knew when to compromise. He was a smart individual.

Oh, even among the yao, there were not many as smart as him.

The potential that Zuo Mo had displayed was gradually changing Pu Yao’s opinion. He suddenly rembered that a certain person had selected Zuo Mo from the beginning and his mood dropped like he had eaten a mosquito.

Giving a cold snort, he disappeared.

Zuo Mo was not puzzled by Pu Yao’s sudden appearance and disappearance. Zuo Mo sighed in relief. It was extrely dangerous to negotiate with Pu Yao. The majority of the ti, Pu Yao was normal, but his temperant was fickle. If Zuo Mowas not careful, his outco would be very bad.

Luckily, the result this ti was pretty good. He was very satisfied.

However, he temporarily did not need to consider the problem of making jingshi, because he was penniless. And in front of him, there was still the last round of the Sword Test Conference.

He needed to get Kun Lun’s beginner formation jade scroll. Even though he had Su’s guarantee, but Zuo Mo still didn’t feel secure. There would be one hundred competitors in the last round, and only ten would pass. It could be seen just how cruel the competition was going to be. Su’s power might be deep, and she would definitely have no problem protecting herself, but if she was protecting him as well, then it was hard to predict.

It was safer to rely on himself.

He had a general plan in his head. As he thought of this plan, he was full of excitent and expectancy!

However, right now, he had to suppress the excitent inside and throw the plan to one side. There was an imdiate problem he faced, recovering from his wounds.

In the last match with Chao An, he had won even with a disadvantage, but he had received serious injuries. After his Master’s ergency healing, he had managed to recover greatly. Originally, Zuo Mo had planned to slowly recover, but who would have thought that the sect leader suddenly wanted him to attend the free for all round. Now with the jade scroll as an extra reason, he had to focus on the problem of healing.

His cultivation was far lower than the competition. If his body was not healed, even if Su was helping, he would not manage to make it to the end.

Of course, the most important part was healing didn’t need him to cost any jingshi... ...

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Fragrant Ginger Yard, Shi Feng Rong had a cold expression as she stood in front of the dicinal tub. Zuo Mo’s entire body was soaked in the dicinal fluid, only his head could be seen.

The black dicinal fluid exuded a noxious odour. Sitting in the tub Zuo Mo naturally received the brunt of it and beca dizzy, “Master, what’s in here? Why does it sll so bad?”

“Don’t waste your words.” Shi Feng Rong said shortly, “Channel your ling power.” Whenever she saw Zuo Mo, her anger would well up and couldn’t be suppressed. He had such talent, but didn’t like cultivating the sword, and only concentrated on making jingshi! How did she end up taking such a degenerate and greedy disciple?

Zuo Mo heard the thick dissatisfaction in his Master’s voice and instantly beca much more docile.

In reality, he could feel the power in the tub of dicinal fluid. The thick and lively dicinal power was like countless little worms burrowing into his body. However, this process was not pleasant. Zuo Mo felt as though he was being pricked by countless needles.

Hearing Master telling him to channel ling power, he slightly paused. Should he start [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] or [Vajra Profound Sutra]? The thought circled through his head and he decided on [Vajra Profound Sutra]. The origins of the [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] technique was unclear. It wouldn’t be good if his Master detected it. He was not afraid of using [Vajra Profound Sutra]. Xin Yan Shibo had given it to him. Even though the [Vajra Profound Sutra] he was practicing now was the gravestone version, the difference between the two was only the five phrases.

Once he started [Vajra Profound Sutra], Zuo Mo instantly felt it was different than usual.

The countless tiny dicinal powers seed to have been attracted by a magnet, turning into several dozen streams as they moved through the large ridians on Zuo Mo’s body, and quickly entered the flow of ling power moving in the channels.

A short ti later, Zuo Mo felt all the channels in his body were congested. He was frightened. He had never encountered a situation like this.

Whoa!

What dicinal fluid was this? It had such a strong power!

Zuo Mo couldn’t attend to anything else other than furiously using [Vajra Profound Sutra], doing his best to spread the remaining dicinal power into the rest of his body. As the dicinal power spread through the body, it continuously healed Zuo Mo’s wounds. It was like a large rainstorm, soaking the dry earth. His wounds greedily absorbed the dicinal power.

Outside the tub, Shi Feng Rong had a concerned expression. Zuo Mo’s entire face was dark gold, as though he was painted in gold. At so unknown ti, Pei Yuan Ran, Xin Yan and Yan Le had appeared next to her.

“This boy is really strong.” Yan Le said in shock, “His body cultivation is this strong? Isn’t this the Golden Flesh Clothing?”

Xin Yan snorted coldly, “He just doesn’t like cultivating the sword!”

The expression of the others had beco instantly ugly.

If Zuo Mo’s cultivation talent was average, they wouldn’t feel this terrible, but he clearly was extrely talented at cultivation .Anything he practiced, he would progress at lightning speed. Even the [Vajra Profound Sutra] that had been given to him carelessly, he could silently cultivate it to the step of Golden Flesh Clothing. But he just had to be uninterested in cultivating the sect’s sword. The nurous powerful sword scriptures of the sect were all open to him, but this guy, after going to look once in the beginning, he hasn’t gone back.

How could Pei Yuan Ran and the others feel good?

“I’m insisting in having him participate in the next round of the Sword Test Conference. This is to let him understand the true power of sword xiu.” Even though Pei Yuan Ran was experienced in keeping his composure, he was extrely infuriated by Zuo Mo, “I’ve already told Wei Sheng to do his best at the conference. Humph, Zuo Mo needs to see what a sword xiu is, and why sword xiu are the strongest xiuzhe in the world!”

“Yes! The sect’s disciple that is not interested in the sect’s scriptures. If this fact got out, even if our ancestral masters knew, we would lose face!” Yan Le, who usually had a smile on his face, had a face full of anger.

“This cannot be tolerated!” Xin Yan’s face was full of murderous intent.

Shi Feng Rong who had been concerned before said discontentedly, “This guy needs to be taught!”

Zuo Mo’s terrible conduct had caused the upper echelons of Wu Kong Sword Sect to co to a consensus.

Being focused on channeling ling power, Zuo Mo paid attention to nothing else. He had no idea of what was being said in front of him. His entire consciousness, all the ling power, they were completely concentrated on controlling the dicinal power. He didn’t know what ling grass Master had added into the dicinal tub this ti, but the dicinal power was domineering. He felt he was going to explode from the dicinal power flooding in!

The speed he tad the dicinal power was far slower than the speed he was absorbing it.

He gritted his teeth. He knew if he could endure through this little while, he would receive great profit. He was very familiar with making dicine, he understood that the dicinal power contained in the ling dicine was limited. As long as he could make it through, he could slowly absorb the dicinal power inside his body. As the dicinal power burrowed into his body, it quickly turned to gold dots of light and entered his flesh. Right now, his tendons and flesh were all gleaming with gold light. The dots of gold light embedded in his flesh beca even more populous.

But the rate that the gold light increased was far slower than the rate of increase in the dicinal power.

What Zuo Mo felt panicked about was that the dicinal power did not show any signs of slowing down, and was as still domineering as before!

The dicinal power was like a flood, furiously flowing into his body.

His channels were filled to the brim, but the dicinal power was still pouring into his body uncontrollably. His channels enlarged, the change obvious to the naked eye.

What Zuo Mo felt fear about was that he could not stop!

The flowing ling power and the dicinal power mixed together and was like a wild horse that went off its reins. It couldn’t be stopped!

Damn it!

Translator Ramblings: Pu Yao has his own things going on ... ... Zuo Mo is getting better at bargaining! Pu also realizes that Zuo Mo isn’t as bad as he could be... ... and is a pretty good money-making machine.