Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1567
Chapter 1567: Chapter 1553: Stealing Disciples, Immortal Essence Pill, Surging Three Levels_1 Chapter 1567: Chapter 1553: Stealing Disciples, Immortal Essence Pill, Surging Three Levels_1 “Why didn't you pinch your own leg if you wanted to confirm?”
Jiang Feng rubbed his bruised thigh, grinning in pain and complaining resentfully.
“You howl louder.”
Mo Yi rubbed his ears and gave him a perfect answer.
“Damn it.”
Jiang Feng stared at him speechlessly: “Teaming up with you is really damn unlucky.”
“This disciple is not suitable for you to teach. I should do it.”
Mo Yi ignored his resentment, patted Little Milk Pudgy's little hand, and went straight to Mu Fan.
“Why?”
Jiang Feng was furious: “I found him first. He should be my disciple.”
“You're a Magic Cultivator with divination skills, not the same path as him.”
Mo Yi disdainfully glanced him, a flash of mana in his right hand revealed a golden short sword, rushing towards Mu Fan: “Come on, kid, let me see your real strength.”
“Please enlighten me, elder.”
Mu Fan was fearless, drawing his long sword and meeting the challenge.
In an instant, the two of them were engaged in an intense battle.
Mo Yi intended to test him and only used 30% of his mana, but even so, his powerful attacks were still too much for Mu Fan to handle.
Mu Fan was repeatedly blasted away but persisted through the pain of his wounds tearing, gritting his teeth and forcing himself to stand up.
After falling dozens of times, his gaze remained firm.
Jiang Feng's heart raced at the speed of Mu Fan's injury recovery.
“Stop, we'll call it a day.”
Only at this moment, Mo Yi had a genuine desire to teach Mu Fan.
He withdrew his mana, the sword disappeared from his palm, he then walked to Mu Fan with his little short legs: “From tomorrow on, at midnight, come to the valley, and I'll personally teach you.”
“Thank you, Immortal Envoy.”
Mu Fan was overjoyed and sincerely thanked him.
“Still calling me Immortal Envoy?”
Mo Yi arrogantly straightened his little body and said righteously, “You should call me Master now.”
“Master.”
Mu Fan readily complied, respectfully bowed, and saluted.
“Hahaha, good disciple, I have a meeting gift for you.”
Mo Yi glanced at a resentful Jiang Feng, flicked his eyes, took out an Immortal Pill from his Storage Ring, and threw it to Mu Fan.
“This is a genuine Immortal-grade Spirit Pill, Immortal Essence Pill. After taking it, your mana will rapidly increase by three levels in a short period.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Mu Fan's eyes brightened, he held the Immortal Pill tightly, bowed respectfully, and performed a salute.
“Immortal Envoy, you can't play favorites.”
“What about us?”
The remaining young people's hearts raced as they gathered around.
“Hahaha, your talents are not bad either.”
Mo Yi basked in the attention, took out more Spirit Pills, and gave one to each of them.
“Immortal Essence Pills are hard to come by.”
Wang Meng was overjoyed: “Let's have a closed-door cultivation tonight, take the Spirit Pills, and enhance our mana.”
“Great!”
The others shared the same thought and nodded in agreement.
Mo Yi felt satisfied: “After your mana has increased, you can come to this valley at night and practice with Mu Fan.”
“Thank you, Immortal Envoy.”
Wang Meng led the young people to salute together respectfully.
“Ahem.”
Jiang Feng watched enviously, unwillingly coughed twice, and expressed himself: “Actually, this Immortal Envoy can not only divine, but also has other good abilities, such as Pill refinery, I was once a famous Pill Refining Master before ascending to the Immortal Realm.”
“Immortal Envoy, please teach me Pill refinery.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Canglan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly approached.
“I want to learn divination.”
Yi Xian'er was also moved and followed suit.
Chapter end
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