Chapter 139: Mo Wuming's Misunderstanding

After Yang Wanxin left, Wang Jianqiang did not rush to find Mo Wuming.

He focused on refining Pills on the third floor.

A few more days passed.

Suddenly, there was movement from the Array outside.

He merged his Spirit Sense into the Array to look outside, and a faint smile immediately appeared on his face.

Has he finally come?

……

Outside Wang Jianqiang's residence.

Mo Wuming was standing at the entrance, his devastatingly handsome face full of inner conflict.

To be honest.

He really repelled this "dead glass."

But reality forced him to go against his own will.

Pills that repair one's foundation are too rare, especially those of the Third Rank.

In the half-month since returning to Shenfeng City, he had sought out many Alchemists but had been unable to obtain any.

Just half a day ago, he had even specifically inquired about the residence of Yang Wanxin, who was ranked second on the Pill Tower List, and paid a visit.

Unfortunately, she stated that she had not mastered such Third-tier Pill Formulas and could do nothing.

With no other choice, he could only make this decision that went against his heart.

He could already sense that his cultivation base was beginning to loosen.

If he dragged it out any longer, he would likely drop a realm.

In the process of contacting other Alchemists, he had already learned that the person ranked first on the Pill Tower List was named Wang Jianqiang.

If he remembered correctly, this "dead glass" had referred to himself as "Wang" when they first met.

It was highly probable that it was Wang Jianqiang.

If he could help him repair his foundation damage, it would be worth it even if he had to suffer some grievances.

Everything was for the Great Dao of immortality!

Thinking of this, his still-hesitant heart instantly became firm.

The conflict on his face also vanished in an instant.

Just then, the space in front of him suddenly twisted, then transformed into a spatial opening.

Mo Wuming gritted his teeth and walked into the spatial opening.

A moment later.

Mo Wuming entered the Pavilion and saw Wang Jianqiang waiting in the hall on the first floor.

"Greetings, Daoist Friend Wang."

Upon seeing Wang Jianqiang, Mo Wuming took the initiative to cup his hands, his attitude extremely polite.

It was a earth-shaking change compared to the past.

A gentle smile appeared on Wang Jianqiang's face as always, "Daoist Friend Mo, we meet again."

Mo Wuming nodded with a smile, then revealed a look of apology, "Refusing your good intentions that day, it was I, Mo, who was ignorant of what was good for me. I hope you will not take offense."

"Daoist Friend Mo, you overthink it. I, Wang, am not such a petty person," Wang Jianqiang shook his head.

"Then I, Mo, can rest easy," Mo Wuming breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Jianqiang smiled and took the initiative to ask, "I wonder what brings Daoist Friend Mo to find me today?"

As he spoke, he looked directly at Mo Wuming, the smile on his face never fading.

Looking at Wang Jianqiang's "lecherous" smile, Mo Wuming's heart skipped a beat, and he took a deep breath, "May I ask, are you Wang Jianqiang, the one ranked first on the Pill Tower List?"

"It seems you have already investigated me," Wang Jianqiang smiled, "That is correct. I, Wang, am untalented, but I do hold the first position on the Pill Tower List."

As expected!

Mo Wuming's eyes flashed, and he continued, "Can Daoist Friend Wang refine Third-tier or higher Pills for repairing foundations?"

"Has Daoist Friend Mo injured your foundation?"

Wang Jianqiang feigned surprise as he looked at Mo Wuming, then began to laugh, "It is a coincidence; I happened to obtain a Pill Formula for repairing foundations a few days ago."

"The grade is not low, Third-tier Intermediate."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Mo Wuming felt a surge of joy.

"Daoist Friend Wang, I, Mo, wish to purchase one. Would you be able to do me a favor?"

Wang Jianqiang wore a thoughtful expression, "I am currently at a critical moment in my cultivation of the Dao of Pills. If anyone else came to purchase one, I certainly would not agree."

"But I have said before that I felt like old friends with Daoist Friend Mo at first sight, so naturally, I cannot treat you as an ordinary person."

"If Daoist Friend Mo wants it, I, Wang, will naturally do my best."

After finishing, Wang Jianqiang felt quite proud of himself.

I've already said as much; you shouldn't be embarrassed to refuse to befriend me anymore, right?

However, these words fell into Mo Wuming's ears with an entirely different meaning.

At this moment, cold sweat had already broken out on his palms.

Although he had prepared himself mentally in advance, when such a thing arrived, any normal man would likely have some hesitation.

He looked at Wang Jianqiang with a glimmer of hope, "Daoist Friend Wang, I wonder how many Spirit Stones I need to pay."

Wang Jianqiang waved his hand magnanimously, "Talking about money hurts our relationship. Just consider it a gift from me to you."

"Daoist Friend, do not mention Spirit Stones again, otherwise, it means you do not want to be friends with me."

As expected, there was no escaping it.

Mo Wuming felt a sense of sorrow in his heart upon hearing this.

In his view, this sentence was clearly implying that his Spirit Stones were useless.

If the injury to his foundation could not be repaired as soon as possible, he might not be in mortal danger, but passing the Immortal Palace Assessment would likely be impossible.

If he could not enter the Great Wilderness Immortal Palace, his future achievements would be greatly affected.

So be it.

The Great Dao of immortal cultivation is the most important thing.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, then opened them, a look of determination flashing across his face.

He yanked down his pants and looked back at Wang Jianqiang with a face full of resolve.

"Daoist Friend, I leave the matter of the Pill to you."

What the hell!!!

Wang Jianqiang was stunned by Mo Wuming's inexplicable actions.

What is this kid trying to do?

He doesn't think I'm gay, does he?

Holy crap!

No wonder his attitude was always so distant when I chatted with him before.

So that was the crux of the matter!

Thinking this, Wang Jianqiang's mouth twitched, "Daoist Friend Mo, you must have misunderstood me."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Mo Wuming could not help but feel worried.

Could it be that he felt my attitude wasn't expressive enough and he wants to go back on his word?

How could that be?

If he goes back on his word, what will happen to my foundation injury?

"Daoist Friend Wang, Mo knows your intentions."

"Before I came, I had already made up my mind."

"You don't need to feel troubled; Mo is doing this voluntarily."

"Let's begin."

No...

What intentions do I have?

Begin your ass!

Wang Jianqiang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Daoist Friend Mo, pull up your pants first and then we can talk."

"Otherwise, don't mention the matter of the Pill again."

Hearing the tone of Wang Jianqiang, which had become somewhat stiff, Mo Wuming was taken aback.

Could it be that his claim of feeling like old friends at first sight and wanting to befriend me was really just literal?

Did I misunderstand him?

Thinking of this, Mo Wuming immediately straightened his waist and pulled up his pants.

Then, looking at Wang Jianqiang with some uncertainty, "Daoist Friend Wang, do you truly just want to befriend Mo?"

Wang Jianqiang rolled his eyes, "What did you think?"

Mo Wuming was instantly rendered speechless.

"You go back first; I will call you when I have finished refining the Pill."

Wang Jianqiang waved his hand, feeling somewhat weary.

"Daoist Friend Wang, it was Mo who wronged you."

"Mo has decided to be your friend."

Mo Wuming gave an awkward smile, left his contact information, and departed.

While Wang Jianqiang was refining the Ice Heart Soul Melting Pill for Mo Wuming.

A disheveled figure limped away from the North City District.

Just after stepping outside the boundary of the North City District.

He collapsed directly onto the ground.

Two lines of regretful tears streamed down his haggard face.

Finally back!