Chapter 1 Zheng Fan's Confusion

Zheng Fan really couldn't figure it out. How did a simple tutoring session suddenly turn into Liang Cheng wanting to insert his finger into his body?

This kind of shift was like your unforgettable first love suddenly adding your WeChat, with the note: "Honey, do you still remember me?"

Then, just as you excitedly clicked 'Accept,' the other party sent you an electronic wedding invitation with a QR code for payment...

If Zheng Fan still couldn't sense the abnormality of the devils under his command at this point, he would be too ashamed. But even if you sensed it, what use would it be?

Did Emperor Xian of Han not know the Cao family's intentions?

In short, for various reasons, since they didn't say it, Emperor Zheng didn't ask.

Soon,

The once-human anatomy multimedia classroom

Suddenly became a medical school's anatomy lecture hall.

The original cadaver, A Ming, put his clothes back on,

The newly appointed cadaver, Zheng Fan, took off his top.

Liang Cheng stood beside Zheng Fan, his face calm, as calm as the white-coated doctor who used to give you shots in the butt as a child.

"Be gentle, and don't hurt our lord, or you'll never be able to atone for it even with ten thousand deaths!"

Blindy Bei said nonsense on the side, much like the wolf grandma who tricked Little Red Riding Hood.

Zheng Fan closed his eyes. At this moment, he was truly at the mercy of others, even more so than Liu Bang at the Hongmen Banquet.

Therefore, there was a reason behind the ancient rulers' practice of killing the hunting dog after the hare was dead.

Once the generals under your command were too strong in skill and power, if you didn't deal with them, they would come to deal with you.

Ding Hao, on the other hand, was very curious about this extremely rare method of taking medicine. He had become somewhat accustomed to the novel methods and thought processes of this group of people. At the same time, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.

Judging by these people's methods, their promise to help him heal and recover after the matter was completed didn't seem impossible.

Liang Cheng's fingernail hovered above Zheng Fan,

Xue San suddenly asked:

"Where to enter?"

Fan Li said: "The 'beer drum'!"

After speaking,

Fan Li explained:

"There's more meat there, it won't hurt to stab it."

Zheng Fan took a deep breath. In order to avoid the scene of himself turning over and letting Liang Cheng stab his "beer drum," he opened his mouth and said:

"Just the chest area, gently."

Liang Cheng nodded,

His index fingernail was placed on Zheng Fan's chest,

Then,

Slowly pierced in.

At first,

It was a sour and numb feeling,

Then,

It started to feel a bit swollen and painful,

Immediately afterward,

His whole body began to convulse frantically.

"Ugh... Ah!!!"

Zheng Fan began to twitch violently like he had epilepsy.

It was as if a giant spoon had completely overturned his body.

White foam began to overflow from the corners of Zheng Fan's mouth, and in his eyes, white began to frantically occupy the territory that originally belonged to black.

"Damn it, pull back quickly!"

Xue San immediately shouted.

Don't kill our lord.

Liang Cheng immediately pulled out his fingernail, staring at Zheng Fan lying in front of him with some doubt.

"Will he be infected with corpse poison?" A Ming asked worriedly.

"I know what I'm doing. Corpse poison won't enter our lord's body." Liang Cheng replied.

"This is what you call knowing what you're doing?" Si Niang said dissatisfiedly, "I told you to stimulate him with baleful aura, but you've nearly turned our lord into someone with dementia."

"It shouldn't be. I didn't inject that much baleful aura. Moreover, my current level of strength shouldn't be that terrifying."

Liang Cheng knew in his heart exactly how much baleful aura he had injected.

Ding Hao analyzed, "Perhaps, it's because there's already an extremely thick blood and qi within this lord's body, so it's like a pile of dry firewood being ignited by your baleful aura."

"Hmm... Is that so."

Blindy Bei reached out and touched the non-existent beard that he hadn't glued on today.

He thought of the strength that Zheng Fan possessed in Xue San's description, as well as Liang Cheng's evaluation of his lord's strength being good when accompanying Zheng Fan in martial arts practice.

"In that case, is our master a good material for martial arts practice?"

Blindy Bei looked at Ding Hao and asked very seriously.

Ding Hao nodded and said, "If he has never undergone body tempering and development before, nor has he been bathed in medicinal baths or had his blood and qi warmed by high-level martial artists with inner force since childhood, then he can indeed be called a martial arts prodigy."

Plop...

A big stone

Landed in everyone's hearts.

In fact, it wasn't just Zheng Fan,

In fact,

How could the devils present not worry that this would be the beginning of a trash-to-treasure story?

Fortunately,

Our lord is powerful!

Everyone was happy in their hearts, after all, galloping on a horse and galloping on a pig were completely different sights.

Before long,

Zheng Fan woke up slowly.

Blindy Bei moved closer and asked:

"My lord, may I ask, what do you feel?"

"My head is a little dizzy, and I feel a little nauseous."

This was Zheng Fan's true feeling after waking up. Every addict felt that their body had been hollowed out after getting high.

"What I'm asking is, have you sensed that qi?"

Zheng Fan calmed down and felt it. Don't mention it, he did feel a warm current wandering in his body.

This feeling was a bit like Liang Cheng's baleful aura was like throwing a torch into a bat cave, startling the things sleeping inside.

"Yes..."

"Can you describe it in detail, what does it feel like?"

"Coarse... and swollen."

"Hmm..."

Blindy Bei looked up at Ding Hao.

A look of surprise appeared on Ding Hao's face, and he said, "When ordinary people start practicing martial arts, they can probably only sense qi and blood like a wandering silk thread. But this lord can feel such a thick object pulsating in his body from the beginning. Congratulations!"

Although he said congratulations,

But because he had experienced the shock of these six perverts instantly advancing yesterday,

Ding Hao really didn't have the excitement of discovering a genius at this time.

Everything really was afraid of comparison.

He was clearly a martial arts prodigy, but compared to these six subordinates around him, he instantly became trash.

Ding Hao didn't know why this group of people recognized him as their master.

Even the most powerful family wouldn't be extravagant enough to equip their descendants with such a luxurious entourage, right?

After hearing Ding Hao's confirmation,

Blindy Bei took a step back,

Xue San's eyes twitched,

Not good,

This old fox was going to try to flatter him first,

In the next moment,

Xue San, Liang Cheng, Si Niang, A Ming, and Fan Li all retreated together,

Cupped their fists,

And bowed,

"Your subordinates congratulate our lord on your extraordinary talent! Our lord's great cause is promising!"

Zheng Fan lay weakly on the board bed,

Waved his hand,

And said:

"You may withdraw."

…………

The effect of baleful aura entering the body was still very obvious. Next, what needed to be done was to let our lord learn how to control the circulation of that blood and qi.

But today was impossible. Today's progress had already exceeded the syllabus. If they continued to overload him, everyone was really worried that our lord's body wouldn't be able to handle it.

Therefore, Zheng Fan was carried by Si Niang to soak in the hot spring and receive a massage.

The others went to do their respective duties.

Soon,

Night fell.

"Creak..."

Xue San came out of Ding Hao's room, holding a piece of paper in his hand. However, before he could put the paper in his pocket, he was startled.

He saw one,

One, um...

A blind man carrying a lantern.

Everything actually had two sides. Looking at things from a different perspective could change the overall view on its importance.

As the saying goes, a blind man lighting a lamp is a waste of wax;

But if a blind man said that he was lighting the lamp not to see himself, but to let others see him at night and not bump into him, the height of his thought would instantly be different.

Of course, the blind man in front of him carrying a lamp was full of weirdness.

"What did you go to do?"

Blindy Bei asked.

"Hey, I'm telling you, I feel that the Eastern Depot would be very suitable for you to be the boss in the future."

"That's a matter for the future." Blindy Bei skipped this topic and continued to ask: "What did you go to Ding Hao's place for?"

Xue San shook the paper in his hand and said:

"I went to ask what to eat to greatly improve my cultivation. He told me about some things he had eaten and hadn't eaten. Oh, there were not only natural treasures, but also elixirs."

"Very expensive, right?"

"It's okay. Aren't we going to prepare a merchant caravan soon? Money shouldn't be a problem."

"Some things are priceless."

"Robbing or stealing, either one works."

"Do you think I wouldn't have thought of forcibly promoting our lord with elixirs?"

"Huh?"

"There will be side effects."

"But it's very effective in the early stages. I think using elixirs to pile up and smash our way through can allow our lord to enter the ranks faster, even from the ninth rank to the eighth rank or even... the seventh rank."

"Then, the consequences of forcing growth will appear. Our lord will be stuck at the seventh rank for the rest of his life, with no further progress."

"Let's talk about the future later. Our lord is probably willing too. After all, cultivation is too bitter and slow."

Blindy Bei smiled,

At night,

The red lantern illuminated Blindy Bei's face,

His voice became a little hoarse,

And he said in a deep voice:

"Do you think that the only one stuck there for life will be our lord?"

"I..."

"I advise you not to be too clever. If they knew that you were preparing to give our lord drugs, hehe...

Before, everyone was ordinary people, so it didn't matter. Now, everyone has recovered some strength, and the future is still bright. But you want to drain the pond to catch the fish and drink poison to quench your thirst, directly blocking everyone's future expectations and promotion channels.

Tell me, what would they do to you if they knew?"

"I was just asking as a precaution. I didn't really plan to find them and give them to our lord immediately."

"Seven is a very easy number to say."

"Uh..."

"But 'six sixes great and smooth (66666)' also sounds pretty good, you know?"

Xue San nodded, made a "six" gesture with his left hand, and said very sincerely:

"I understand."

Blindy Bei suddenly turned sideways with some melancholy and said slowly:

"I think we've gone a little too far, especially today. Our behavior is too hasty."

"Our lord will understand. Besides, our lord was very cooperative today, wasn't he?"

"You have to maintain a sense of awe towards the Creator." Blindy Bei reminded.

"I only know that we and our lord are grasshoppers on the same rope. No one can leave anyone. Right now, we need strength, and we really need strength."

"Grasshoppers on the same rope?"

"Isn't that so?" Xue San asked rhetorically.

"The Magic Pill hasn't awakened yet, but none of us know when he will suddenly unseal himself and appear."

"What does this have to do with the Magic Pill?"

"Hehe, if the Magic Pill awakens, tell me, if we still put pressure on our lord like we did today or even force him, would our lord be more willing to continue being with us, or would he be willing... to leave directly with the Magic Pill?"

"This..." Xue San suddenly fell silent.

"After all, our relationship with our lord is more like that of adopted sons, while the Magic Pill is our lord's true... biological son."

"But, Blindy, I admit that you have always been very smart and good at calculating people's hearts, but you know the Magic Pill's personality and habits.

Perhaps it's a case of being too close to the situation, but our lord himself may have also ignored a problem like you, due to the special emotional bond between the creator and the creation. He forgot what kind of image and role he personally designed the Magic Pill into."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

"Why hasn't the Magic Pill unsealed himself all this time?" Xue San suddenly lowered his voice and asked.

"Why is that?"

"Because..." Xue San's face was a little pale in the moonlight, but he showed an unusual excitement, "Because I think if the Magic Pill really wakes up, the first thing he will do after unsealing himself is... to kill our lord!

Then,

He will leave a sentence:

'Are you worthy of being my father?'"