Chapter 1200 Moira! Xuanyang Soul Restoring Pill!! (2)

“Hahaha.” General Cameron burst out laughing.

Moira was a little disappointed that w.a.n.g Teng didn’t agree. She exchanged glances with Veblen. There was helplessness in her eyes.

“Why don’t you look at Di Qi? He’s still unconscious.” w.a.n.g Teng changed the topic hurriedly.

“Cough, I almost forgot about him,” Veblen gave an awkward cough and replied in a guilty tone.

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He got too excited upon seeing the Devil Mind Race and the devil vine. w.a.n.g Teng couldn’t help but feel sad for Di Qi. To Veblen, the devil mind dark apparition was more valuable than him. What a poor little thing!

Everyone finally gathered around Di Qi after w.a.n.g Teng’s reminder.

General Cameron lifted his hand and placed it on Di Qi’s forehead. His expression turned grim. “His Origin Of Soul is seriously injured.

“Veblen, take a look at him.”

“Alright, I’ll inspect him.” Veblen’s spirit was powerful, so his inspection of the Origin Of Soul was more accurate than others.

He didn’t rely on his spiritual power alone. He used other devices and did a thorough inspection of Di Qi.

“Master, his body function is decreasing rapidly. The injury of his Origin Of Soul is at 60%,” Moira said gravely as she stood in front of a device and looked at the data on it.

“60%? That’s a little troublesome. He won’t be able to wake up if we don’t treat him immediately.” Veblen shook his head.

“Haha, I said that anyone who gets devoured by me won’t be able to heal easily,” Ukpur said proudly.

w.a.n.g Teng flicked his finger, and a green flame landed on Ukpur. He screamed.

Silence.

The corners of everyone’s eyes trembled. They finally understood why the dark apparition was afraid of w.a.n.g Teng.

“Ignore him. Continue,” w.a.n.g Teng said.

“That’s a divine flame!” Veblen stared at the green flame in amazement.

“Yes.”

“No wonder the Parkers keep troubling you,” General Cameron said.

“Hmph, they’re just a bunch of mad dogs s.n.a.t.c.hing for food.” w.a.n.g Teng scoffed.

General Cameron’s expression turned strange. He called a grand duke family mad dogs. What a bold young man.

Moira glanced at him. She found him interesting.

“I kind of like your temper.” Veblen chuckled.

“Please don’t. I don’t like guys.” w.a.n.g Teng looked at him contemptuously.

“I don’t like guys either.” Veblen rolled his eyes. Suddenly, he had an idea and leaned over, whispering, “What do you think about my disciple? She has long legs, a good figure, fair skin, and a beautiful face. Should I act as the matchmaker?”

“Am I someone who likes beauties? Don’t try to bribe me. You must be looking down on me,” w.a.n.g Teng said righteously.

Veblen was astounded. Was he wrong?

“Cough, but your disciple is not bad. I didn’t think someone with your looks could find such a pretty disciple.” w.a.n.g Teng coughed awkwardly. Then, his voice turned serious. “I always think that the character is more important than one’s appearance. Your disciple is a knowledgeable lady. As an outstanding person, I admire someone who’s as impressive as me. Hence, I don’t mind you matchmaking us.”

Veblen was speechless.

I almost believe you!

He was astounded by this young man’s shamelessness.

“Cooperate with me for some research and I will matchmake you,” Veblen replied as he glanced at w.a.n.g Teng from the corner of his eyes.

He could tell that w.a.n.g Teng wasn’t an obedient guy. Indeed, this method was useful.

“Nope.”

“No discussion. Cooperate with my research if you want her.” Veblen shook his head confidently.

“Forget it. There are many beauties. One less is fine.”

“You…” Veblen was staggered.

This fellow didn’t go by the script.

Why isn’t he interested in her? How can he reject me so quickly? Shouldn’t you give me some face!

“Master.” Moira’s voice floated over slowly.

Veblen’s expression froze. Stiffly turning his neck, he looked at Moira’s icy expression. He smiled in embarra.s.sment and suddenly pushed the blame onto w.a.n.g Teng. “Moira, this brat wanted to take advantage of you, but I’ve reprimanded him already. Don’t worry.”

“F**k!” w.a.n.g Teng cursed uncontrollably.

This old coot was despicable!

Aren’t you a wise man? Shouldn’t you rather be called a shameless man?

“Hmph.” Moira snorted. She didn’t believe him.

“Don’t trust your master. I’m a righteous guy. I never take advantage of others,” w.a.n.g Teng explained hurriedly.

“Both of you are shameless.” Moira scoffed.

“Alright, stop fooling around.” General Cameron shook his head helplessly and asked, “Do you have a way to cure Di Qi?”

“It’s a little troublesome.” Veblen turned serious. He touched his chin and shook his head.

“I know how to make a pill called the Nine Essence Soul Congealing Pill. It can heal spiritual injuries,” w.a.n.g Teng contemplated before speaking, “However, if the injury is at 60%, that pill might not be able to cure him completely.

“The Nine Essence Soul Congealing Pill!” Veblen stared at w.a.n.g Teng in bewilderment. “I have heard about it, but I didn’t know you could refine it. Are you a grandmaster alchemist?”

General Cameron and Moira stared at w.a.n.g Teng in a daze.

Such a young grandmaster alchemist!

Seriously?

“Yes.” w.a.n.g Teng glanced at Veblen in shock.

Not many alchemists knew about the Nine Essence Soul Congealing Pill, yet Veblen did. He also knew that only grandmaster alchemists could make it.

General Cameron and Moira were mindblown. This guy was a grandmaster alchemist.

It was unbelievable.

They didn’t think that w.a.n.g Teng would joke about this. After all, such lies were easy to see through. He wasn’t stupid.

“The Nine Essence Soul Congealing Pill isn’t enough to heal him.” Veblen looked at w.a.n.g Teng again. “But things are simpler now that you’re a grandmaster alchemist.”

“Oh, what do you mean?” w.a.n.g Teng asked.

“I have another pill here with greater effects compared to the Nine Essence Soul Congealing Pill. It has the ability to heal the Origin Of Soul of a cosmos-stage martial warrior.”

“What pill is that?” w.a.n.g Teng asked. His eyes s.h.i.+mmered.

“The Xuanyang Soul Restoring Pill!” Veblen explained, “This is a dan prescription from my Intelligence Nativity Clan. It’s extremely precious and has extraordinary effects on injured souls. It’s definitely a miracle pill.”

“The Xuanyang Soul Restoring Pill!” w.a.n.g Teng repeated the name. He had never heard of this pill before and was curious. “Are you willing to give it to me since it’s so precious?”

“If you can refine it, why not?” Veblen smiled indifferently. “This prescription is only valuable if someone can make the pill. If not, it’s just a useless piece of paper.”

w.a.n.g Teng admired his open-mindedness.

If it was really as easy as he said, the dan prescription wouldn’t be so precious. Ordinary people wouldn’t have the heart to take such prescriptions out.

“Take a look at it yourself.” Veblen took out a leather scroll from his s.p.a.ce ring and threw it to w.a.n.g Teng. “This Xuanyang Soul Restoring Pill isn’t easy to refine. You might not succeed even if you’re a grandmaster alchemist.”

w.a.n.g Teng didn’t reply to him. He read the content of the scroll carefully.

A frown slowly appeared on his face as the astonishment in his heart grew stronger.

Impressive!

Complicated!

This Xuanyang Soul Restoring Pill was amazing yet complex. It was many times more tedious to make than the Nine Essence Soul Congealing Pill.

No wonder he said that even a grandmaster alchemist might not be able to refine it.

“What do you think? Do you have the confidence?” Veblen asked.