Chapter 10: The holy mother peiyuan pill is terrifyingly powerful!

Back then, she had secretly sworn that in this lifetime, regardless of poverty or wealth, she would definitely marry Lin Mo.

But that blockhead Lin Mo, after borrowing the Spirit Stone, never looked for Senior Sister Leng Hanyue even once, not even to demand debt repayment.

How were they supposed to build a relationship like this!

Taking the excuse of borrowing money this time, it was just right to let Lin Mo see her assets.

You must know that Senior Sister Leng Hanyue was also the dream lover of countless Disciples. After seeing it, Lin Mo definitely wouldn't be able to sleep or eat in peace, and by then, unable to resist the temptation, he would confess his feelings to her.

Even in the worst-case scenario, if Lin Mo blackmailed her with nude photos, she would just go along with it; getting on the bus first and buying the ticket later wasn't a big deal anyway.

But Senior Sister Leng Hanyue never expected that Lin Mo would actually copy her photo collection to sell for money. If an uncle could bear it, an aunt could not; she had to fiercely teach this kid a lesson.

Break his third leg and beat him until he couldn't take care of himself; at worst, she would take care of him in the future!

Otherwise, Senior Sister Leng Hanyue felt she wouldn't be able to vent this suffocating anger!

Today, Lin Mo came below the arena as usual, and now his ranking had already reached the top ten.

If Senior Sister Leng Hanyue didn't participate, Lin Mo would certainly be a favorite to win the championship.

Today he didn't sell any more Fireball Technique insights; just these were enough for those Disciples to comprehend thoroughly.

Mainly because his insights were all made up by random guessing, and he didn't know why either—he had just casually Cultivated the Fireball Technique a bit, and somehow muddled through to Cultivate the Fireball Technique until it was extremely powerful.

Lin Mo waited like every other day; soon his opponent would be revealed, then the other party would concede defeat, and he would return to the Waste Pill Room to Cultivate.

…

At this moment, in the practice room, Senior Sister Leng Hanyue had pasted Lin Mo's name onto a humanoid iron sandbag.

A fist as big as a sand-pot struck the iron sandbag.

Punch after punch, it emitted a peng-peng-peng sound.

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue successively unleashed the Black Tiger Steals Heart, Double Peaks Pierce Ears, Poisonless Hand, and Groin-Kicking Kick.

"Peng, peng, peng."

The sandbag was even beaten flying away, yet Senior Sister Leng Hanyue still refused to let the matter rest, beating it while cursing: "You dog thing, not properly hiding in your blanket to look at it yourself, but actually selling it to the Disciples, I'll beat you to death!"

The sandbag refined from precious materials, with a strength comparable to a Low Grade Magical Artifact, was beaten into tatters by Senior Sister Leng Hanyue.

Coming out of the practice room after excessive exercise, Senior Sister Leng Hanyue felt her stomach rumbling.

An immortal Cultivator who hadn't reached Foundation Establishment could not yet achieve inedibility.

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue clenched her small fists: "Smelly Lin Mo, once I finish teaching you a lesson, I'm going to go have a huge feast!"

…

At this moment, on the dueling arena, it was already Lin Mo's turn to go on stage.

Originally he was prepared to just go through the motions and leave it at that, until his opponent was revealed, and Lin Mo froze all at once.

Inside, he mentally cursed 'mmp', thinking this matching mechanism was simply too unfair, why on earth was he matched with Senior Sister Leng Hanyue.

If he really went up onto the arena, wouldn't the other party beat him into a dog?

But upon second thought, Lin Mo suddenly felt the problem wasn't all that big either.

After all, no matter what, he could still be considered Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's creditor; even if he couldn't beat her, she would probably show mercy, right?

While his mind was racing with all sorts of messy thoughts, Senior Sister Leng Hanyue walked expressionlessly toward the arena.

Lin Mo wore what he thought was a friendly smile and greeted: "Senior Sister, please show some mercy later; this Nine-Patterned peiyuan pill can serve as my token of gratitude."

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue wore a cold face: "Hmph!"

She wanted to maintain her aloofness, but the strength she had used just now on the sandbag was simply too much.

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's stomach began to rumble, especially since the nine-patterned Medicinal Pill in Lin Mo's hand had an incomparably sweet fragrance.

Smelling this fragrance, Senior Sister Leng Hanyue felt her stomach grow even hungrier.

She glared fiercely at Lin Mo, took the Medicinal Pill and put it into her mouth, saying coldly: "Don't think that just because you gave me a Medicinal Pill I won't beat you up later!"

Lin Mo scratched the back of his head in utter confusion, wondering what was wrong with Senior Sister.

Did she take the wrong medicine? He hadn't even provoked her, and had even lent Spirit Stones to her; why was she showing this attitude?

For a moment, Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to care too much either; he just thought Senior Sister Leng Hanyue was joking with him, trying to scare him a bit so he wouldn't dare demand his debt casually.

Anyway, during the spar, Senior Sister would still show mercy.

Lin Mo also silently walked onto the arena; opportunities to spar with a Cultivator whose Cultivation was so much higher than his own were rare, and Lin Mo also wanted to know just how vast the gap between himself and Senior Sister really was.

On the arena, Senior Sister Leng Hanyue stared at Lin Mo and said: "Very well, you actually dared to come up!"

This time, she must fiercely teach Lin Mo a lesson; thinking about how Lin Mo caused her body to be seen completely by so many people, she was so angry that her nose was crooked.

Lin Mo said as a matter of course: "Aren't we supposed to have a spar? Of course I have to come up!"

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue was so angry she couldn't speak, pointing at Lin Mo's nose: "You, you, you…"

Lin Mo was also observing closely to figure out what was going on with this holy mother peiyuan pill. After eating it, he felt Senior Sister had become a lot more fierce; if things went south, he still needed to surrender quickly.

Senior Sister was a thick-skinned Body Cultivator after all, and he certainly didn't want to get beaten up by her.

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's face turned red, and she said viciously: "You actually did that kind of thing to this person; since reasoning doesn't work, I'll beat you until you behave!"

Lin Mo became even more puzzled. What on earth was wrong with Senior Sister, making him sound like a heartless person? What kind of thing was that kind of thing!

He felt like his brain cells were about to burn out completely.

He wasn't given any more time to think, as Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's fist was already whistling through the air as it flew over.

Standing several meters away, Lin Mo could already feel the wind of the fist.

He inwardly wailed in distress; Senior Sister was simply too violent.

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's eyes were fierce, and when her fist was still one centimeter away from Lin Mo…

When Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's fist, which was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter stones, was only an inch away from Lin Mo's nose tip, it suddenly stopped weirdly. Lin Mo felt a wave of fist wind rush toward his face, messing up his forehead hair, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"S-Senior Sister?" Lin Mo's voice trembled, his eyes wide as copper bells.

The fierce expression on Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's face melted away like spring snow, replaced by a gentle smile. She slowly retracted her fist, cupped her hands over her heart, and her face radiated a benevolent glow.

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue's voice suddenly became sickeningly sweet: "Oh my, Junior Brother, I'm sorry! Did I hit you and cause you pain? Senior Sister will blow on it for you~"

The Disciples under the arena collectively gasped in a breath of cold air. That violent Senior Sister who had once shattered a testing stele with a single punch and could tear down doors with her bare hands was currently standing on tiptoe, gently tapping Lin Mo's chest with her fingertips, her cherry-red lips blowing softly toward Lin Mo's neck.

The hair on the back of Lin Mo's neck stood up strand by strand; even if beaten to death, he could never have imagined that the medicinal power of that holy mother peiyuan pill would be so terrifyingly powerful!

"Senior Sister, you… are you alright?" Lin Mo cautiously retreated half a step.

Senior Sister Leng Hanyue suddenly leaped forward, catching Lin Mo off guard as she pulled him into her embrace. Lin Mo's face was forced to bury into the soft place before her chest, his nostrils filled with a faint osmanthus fragrance.

"Oh my, Junior Brother, it breaks Senior Sister's heart. Should I send you to Danding Peak for treatment? After all, with such a severe wound, if we go too late, it might just heal up on its own."

In fact, Lin Mo wasn't injured at all; it was just that the skin color where the fist wind had blown past was slightly different from the rest.