Chapter 82: Becoming an Alchemist (3)
Translator: 549690339
Bai Ye didn’t even look at it. She had already silently plucked the four stalks of blood jade bone vine! She planted three of them and prepared to use the last one to treat Gu Changhe’s injuries.
“Little ye ‘er!” Little Ling, who had been smug for a long time but didn’t get a response, exploded! Shouldn’t it be praised? Why didn’t he say anything? I’m so angry!
“Yeah, after we heal Changhe’s injuries, we’ll take everything we can from this final selection field. I’ve calculated that if we work hard, we should be able to pick tens of thousands of spiritual herbs during the selection period.” Bai Ye’s beautiful eyes flickered as she spoke.
She had already made the calculations in her mind, and the reason why she was so “silent” just now was precisely because of this.
Little spirit,”Yingluo,” is it going to die of exhaustion? Tens of thousands of stalks, this was the rhythm of picking herbs without eating or sleeping! Moreover, he had picked so many, was he going to eat his fill?
“Tens of thousands of them, I should be able to get first place in the pagoda.” Bai Ye’s goal was very simple. She wanted to get first place, not for anything else but to have the right to speak ‘loudly’.
However, White night’s plan was not as simple as just gathering spiritual herbs.
“I’ll take advantage of this time to advance my cultivation to the second stage mystical warrior realm. At my age, I’ll be able to amaze everyone. En, this should be enough. It’s not good to stand out too much, you’ll probably be treated as a monster.” Bai Ye analyzed.
that can’t be. What if you meet a once-in-a-thousand-years genius who can suppress you? ” Hearing that White Night was going to ” stun everyone “, little Ling instantly perked up.
It immediately forgot about its silent criticism and gave a super serious suggestion, ” I think you should increase your cultivation a little more. It’s best if you’re a fourth or fifth level mystical warrior. Then, no matter what level the people in this competition are at, we’ll have the ability to defeat them.
“Rank-4 or 5? You won’t be treated as a monster?” Bai Ye felt that Xiao Ling’s suggestion was not very reliable.
Little Ling immediately waved her furry little claws and said, ” no, no, you can hide it. I have a cultivation technique here that can hide your cultivation level. You can practice it and hide your cultivation level! At that time, if anyone dares to bully us, we’ll use our big moves to blind their dog eyes!”
With that said, tears of excitement welled up in Xiao Ling’s big, blue eyes. It could not wait to see its little ye ‘er’s stunning performance!
Well, old Bai was good at everything before, but he was too low-key, so it had to follow him for so long. It was not fun at all!
Xiao Ye ‘er is still the best, hehehe hehe hehe
“You have such a technique?” Bai Ye grabbed the main point and asked little Ling. She realized that this little fellow was becoming more and more ‘ valuable “. Not only could he ” win over ” spirit herbs, but he also hid other good things.
“Of course! I’ll Dass it to ou now.” Xiao Ling was overloved bv Bai Ye’s
sparkling eyes of worship. She immediately sent the cultivation method to Bai Ye with her mind without another word.
Bai Ye’s eyes narrowed when she received the good stuff. She briefly scanned through the cultivation technique in her mind and gave little Ling a thumbs up. this cultivation technique is good. Even the mystic King can’t see through it. Little Mao, you’re really awesome!
At first, Ling was still waiting for praise, but she jumped up in anger after hearing it. Ling! It was little Ling! Xiao Ye ‘er, if you keep doing this, you’ll lose me! Hmph Hmph Hmph Hmph!”
hahaha! Bai Ye loved to see little Ling’s fur stand on end. She looked like a ball of white fur, and her eyes were so round that they looked super cute! However, the master and servant, who were having fun, didn’t notice that Gu Changhe’s injuries weren’t recovering. Instead, he was in a daze..
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