Chapter 741 - She Has a Crush on Me (1)
My Sassy 'Crown Princess'
741. She Has a Crush on Me (1)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Mo Fei looked at Chen Fanâs regretful expression, helplessly saying, âYou should feel grateful. Itâs already not easy to make it from the early stage of xuan class to the late stage replying on the cold poison.â
Chen Fan smiled, âI was just saying it. Iâm already appreciated that I got this far.â
Mo Fei, â...â
Xiao Chen examined Chen Fanâs blood and then said, âThe cold poison in your body is less than one tenth of the original amount. You are almost recovered now.â
Chen Fan nodded approvingly, âI also feel that it felt not so awful when I got a new cold poison attack.â
Xiao Chen touched her chin, thoughtfully saying, âSo, problem has been basically solved.â
Mo Fei squinted as he tipped him, âAlthough the cold poison is not as strong as before, we shouldnât lower our guard.â
Xiao Chen solemnly said, âI think so too. Thatâs one of the top ten poisons. With a bit carelessness, it might go on increasing in your body and strikes back.â
Chen Fan nodded, âI will try to refine the remaining cold poison inside my body as soon as possible.â
Mo Fei heaved a sigh of relief âGood, then I can get out of here.â
Chen Fan looked toward Mo Fei and asked wonderingly, âMo Fei, are you leaving Luoxia Sect?â
Mo Fei nodded. âYes! My shifu is still in Huatian Sect. I donât know how he is doing now. I must go back and look for him.â
Mo Fei lowered his head. Here in Luoxia Sect, he felt like he was incompatible with everything. Those cultivators here all instinctively excluded them, since they were too outstanding.
âAre you worried about your shifu?â asked Xiao Chen.
Mo Fei nodded, saying somewhat apprehensively, âYeah! Iâm also wondering how that old man is doing now.â
âWhat level is your shifu at?â Chen Fan asked curiously.
âMy master is in the later stage of the earth class.â Mo Fei looked a little smug.
Xiao Chen dropped his jaws, âYou have such a powerful shifu?â
Mo Fei held his head high, âI was a hot property. When in Huatian Sect, a pile of earth class masters fought to recognize me as their disciple.ââ
âPeople say, an accomplished disciple owes his accomplishment to his great shifu. Mo Fei, your shifuâs potion skills should be superb, right?â Chen Fan asked smilingly.
Mo Fei rolled his eyes, âHe knows nothing about potions at all.â
Xiao Chen couldnât believe it, âWhat? If he knows nothing about it, then how did he teach you?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMy master shifu is a magic weapon refiner. He only teaches me magic weapon refining, not potions.â Mo Fei explained.
âA magic weapon refiner?â Xiao Chen looked at Mo Fei strangely, âYou also know magic weapon refining? You are so versatile.â
âI just know one or two about it.â Mo Fei looked a bit awkward.
âBite off more than you can chew, donât you understand? How could forging metals better than making potions?â Xiao Chen disdained.
Mo Fei, â...â He was forced to do so, he had never planned to learn magic weapon refining!
âMo Fei, your shifu, he must be an expert on it, right?â Chen Fan asked with a smile.
Mo Fei grinned, âMy shifuâs goal has always been to refine an unmatched divine magic weapon in the world.â
Chen Fan smiled, âSo I guessed it right. Mo Fei, your shifu has such ambitious goal. He should be an outstanding refiner.â
Mo Fei lowered his head and thought it in the heart, âYoung man, you think too much. The refiner who shouts to forge the divine magic weapon all day is not necessarily the refiner master who reaches the peak of refining techniques, but he may be a fancier who blows the furnace all day and is full of whimsical thoughts.â
âMy master shifuâs skill is just ordinary.â Said Mo Fei, with a bitter face.
Chen Fan patted Mo Fei on the shoulder, âMo Fei, you are always so modest. Now you even help your shifu build such a character setting.â
Mo Fei, â...â I have never meant that!
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Having solved the problem for Chen Fan, Mo Fei walked back to his bedroom, just as he walked by the door, he saw an uninvited guest.
Ye Qingcheng, dressed in white and wearing a veil on her face, stood in the corridor waiting for him.
âMiss Ye, what are you doing here?â Mo Fei walked over and asked gingerly.