Chapter 138: Seeing Mo Wuming Again

Wang Jianqiang kept a smile on his face while he spoke.

But after Tushan Youyou heard his words, a cold, chilling sensation could not help but well up in her heart.

It was too sinister.

His plan was not cruel, but it was extremely humiliating.

At this moment, she suddenly felt some sympathy for that Alchemist named Wei Zhongxian.

Why do anything else; why did he have to go and provoke this guy?

"I understand. Wei Zhongxian, right? I will beat him up on time."

Tushan Youyou looked at Wang Jianqiang and nodded.

……

Wang Jianqiang arrived at the fourth floor of the Pavilion, exchanged for a Third-tier Low-grade Pill Formula called Rejuvenation Pill, and also exchanged for some Medicinal Herbs.

After returning to the third floor, he first optimized and upgraded the Rejuvenation Pill Pill Formula into a Perfect Pill Formula.

Afterward, he began Alchemy.

Three days later.

"These are fifty Rejuvenation Pills and thirty Jade Spirit Pills."

Wang Jianqiang waved his palm, and twenty-some Jade Bottles appeared, then he looked at Tushan Youyou in front of him, "These Jade Spirit Pills are enough to help you break through to the Golden Core Mid Stage."

Tushan Youyou's expression turned joyful; she couldn't wait to put the Jade Bottles away and looked at Wang Jianqiang.

"Daoist Friend Wang, can I leave now?"

"Naturally, you can." Wang Jianqiang smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

A spatial opening appeared beside Tushan Youyou.

"Many thanks, Daoist Friend Wang."

Tushan Youyou cupped her fists toward Wang Jianqiang, then stepped into the spatial opening and disappeared from sight.

After Tushan Youyou left, Wang Jianqiang returned to the third floor and continued to refine the task pills.

……

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a year had passed since the Immortal Palace Assessment began.

During this year.

Wang Jianqiang had spent almost all his time doing tasks.

Now, not only had he accumulated a large amount of Contribution Points, but even his Cultivation Points had accumulated to a quite considerable amount under his constant Alchemy.

This day.

Wang Jianqiang had once again gathered enough task pills.

Having just left the Small Space, he was preparing to go to the Divine Wind Hall to hand in the tasks.

His peripheral vision suddenly swept over a disheveled figure.

Seeing this figure, Wang Jianqiang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly waved, "Daoist Friend Mo, long time no see."

The person who arrived was none other than Mo Wuming.

It looked like he had just returned from outside the city.

He hadn't seen the other party before and had thought the other party was in seclusion; he hadn't expected that they had gone outside the city at some point.

Mo Wuming was not in a very good mood at this moment.

Having adventured outside the city for so long, he had encountered many small opportunities, and with great difficulty, he had finally encountered a major opportunity sufficient to change his destiny.

But it had been snatched away by someone.

Not only that, but he had also been severely wounded.

And the guy who snatched his opportunity was just an unknown nobody.

Ye Lingyun, was it?

My, Mo Wuming's, things are not so easy to snatch; you just wait for me.

This grudge, sooner or later, will be repaid!

Just as he was viciously thinking about the culprit who had made him so disheveled, he didn't notice a figure appearing ahead.

It wasn't until Wang Jianqiang's greeting reached him that he snapped back to reality.

When he saw the figure in front, his heart suddenly jumped.

Keeping his head down nonchalantly, as if he hadn't heard the other party's greeting, he walked quickly toward his residence.

Seeing that Mo Wuming was somewhat absent-minded and seemed not to have heard his greeting, Wang Jianqiang flashed over, blocked his path, waved his palm in front of Mo Wuming's eyes, and revealed a sunny, brilliant smile, his row of white teeth extremely conspicuous.

"Daoist Friend Mo, long time no see."

Seeing this "lecherous" smile, Mo Wuming forced a laugh and nodded at Wang Jianqiang.

He took a turn and continued walking toward his residence.

Still as difficult to get along with as ever.

Wang Jianqiang shook his head and looked at the disheveled appearance on Mo Wuming.

His eyes brightened.

It seemed he was not lightly injured.

This was a good opportunity to break the deadlock.

Thinking of this, he continued to say, "Daoist Friend Mo, your injuries seem quite heavy; does Daoist Friend need Wang's help?"

Mo Wuming's footsteps paused.

His injuries were indeed not light; one could even say they were extremely severe, to the point of having affected his foundation.

To treat it, the difficulty is immense.

Since this person resides here, it must mean they are a top-tier figure in some field.

They might even be a Pill Dao Prodigy!

If they were willing to help, the hope of his injuries fully healing would greatly increase.

However, at the thought of this person's hobby, he immediately spat in disgust.

Ptooey, what a pervert.

Those who show courtesy for no reason are either treacherous or thieving.

No matter what, he could not let them succeed.

Thinking of this, he did not turn back and continued walking toward his residence.

"No need, Mo Wuming will find a way himself."

As he spoke, he had already arrived before the gate of his residence.

He then walked into the spatial rift and disappeared.

Seeing this, Wang Jianqiang shook his head and walked in the direction of Shenfeng Pavilion.

Not long after Wang Jianqiang left, a spatial rift appeared once more.

Mo Wuming poked his head out and looked around.

Seeing that Wang Jianqiang had already left, he finally let out a sigh of relief and walked out of the residence.

He had to find a Pill to restore his foundation as soon as possible, otherwise, if the injuries dragged on, he feared even his cultivation would regress.

It was just that he had no friends within this Shenfeng City.

He did not know a single Alchemist either.

He could only go outside the Pill Tower to try his luck.

Thinking of this, he immediately walked in the direction of the Pill Tower.

……

Seven days later.

Wang Jianqiang received a piece of news from Yang Wanxin.

Mo Wuming, ranked first on the Shenfeng Ranking, had his foundation damaged and had sought a Pill to repair it to no avail; he feared his cultivation would drop.

After finishing, Yang Wanxin continued, "Mo Wuming being able to climb the Shenfeng Ranking shows his talent is exceptional; if we could exchange one Ice Heart Soul-Melting Pill for his favor, it would not be a loss."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianqiang looked at her, "You want to refine an Ice Heart Soul-Melting Pill for him?"

Yang Wanxin nodded.

Wang Jianqiang pondered for a moment, "Fairy Yang, do me a favor and do not get involved in this matter."

Yang Wanxin was stunned, then nodded.

"Daoist Friend Wang, you are too kind; during this time, you have helped Wanxin solve many Pill Dao problems."

"Wanxin has been worried about having no way to repay you."

"Since Daoist Friend Wang has spoken, Wanxin will naturally comply."