Chapter Fifty Six Determination (1/2)

Chapter Fifty Six Determination

Great strength pill, no, golden crow pill, the change it caused to Zuo Mo’s circumstances was very evident, especially in resolving his financial situation. But no matter if it was Xu Yi Shixiong or Yan Le Shibo, they all seemed to think Zuo Mo didn’t have a chance. This could be seen from the talismans they gave. One gave a vambrace, the other ling armor. They was all defensive.Clearly, the two were only trying to make it a less ugly ordeal for Zuo Mo.

Right now, the problem in front of Zuo Mo was very serious.

One was earning jingshi, the other was practicing sword scripture.

Presently, he was in debt. Earning jingshi was undoubtedly the most pressing. No matter what time, earning jingshi was the greatest problem he had to face. And cultivating sword scripture, in a very large way, it would decide his outcome when he faced Luo Li’s challenge in the sect assessment.

This two matters all dragged in a question. Time. If he made dan, then the time he had to practice sword scripture would drastically shorten. Originally, he didn’t have much of a chance at winning. Calculating it that way, Zuo Mo felt his rate of winning was basically zero.

In the end, did he want jingshi or to fight for his honor?

Zuo Mo became trapped in a dilemma.

“Ye, what have you been up to recently?” The pink paper crane flew in, the same graceful writing.

“Practicing the sword!”

“Oh, when did ye become so vigorous? I’m not very used to it.”

“Going up against a cold and perverted man!”

“Hee hee, what happened?”

“His woman flirted with me, got slapped. He came to get back.” Zuo Mo gave it a bit of “improvement”. Oh, it could be considered flirtation, Zuo Mo thought.

“Chop him!” A strong bandit aura came through the two graceful words. Zuo Mo, a man, blushed with shame.

“But right now there’s a really good chance to earn lots of jingshi.” Zuo Mo, for some strange reason, wrote down his dilemma.

“Gentlemen can be killed, but cannot be humiliated. Just measly jingshi. Do not let me look down on ye.”

Just measly jingshi. As expected from those that didn’t know hunger and thirst. Zuo Mo was reflecting. Why did he ask such an unreliable person? He disdainfully replied: “Woman, what gentleman are you?” His gaze uncontrollably stopped for a while on the “gentlemen can be killed but cannot be humiliated.”

“Hee hee, I only hope for ye to display his masculinity!”

“Ye’s going to work. Don’t reply.” Zuo Mo returned the words and threw the brush to one side.

Zuo Mo spent one day working hard in the dan room. He gave all the golden crow pills he made to Yan Le Shibo to free Li Ying Feng Shijie from her predicament.

Before the sect assessment, Zuo Mo decided not to make anymore. He decided to put all his time on practicing the sword. Whenever he thought about Luo Li and Hao Min’s face, his entire body was filled with the urge to fight. Why did he earn jingshi? Wasn’t it to become strong, wasn’t it to become strong and be able to find the answer?

After thinking it through, he didn’t hesitate any longer.

Hesitance, indecisiveness, it was all brushed away. Zuo Mo felt the world suddenly became light, his mind clear, unspeakably comfortable.

Returning to West Wind Valley, he took up Ice Crystal Sword and started to practice [Li Water Sword Scripture] over and over.

He closed off the valley and he had hanged up a sign saying: “In seclusion, do not disturb.”

This quickly became a joke in Wu Kong Sword Sect. Zuo Mo had come out of the outer sect disciples, the incident with Hao Min made others feel he was too arrogant. Adding on the hot sales of golden crow pill, there were many that were jealous. Many people were looking to see his joke.

This was the difference. Luo Li’s attitude was cold and arrogant but people were only in awe and found it matter of fact. And Zuo Mo slapping Hao Min, even though it was first Hao Min’s fault, but people didn’t like seeing it.

Just at this time, Qin Cheng Shixiong came back. Qin Cheng Shixiong was the student of the sect leader. His cultivation wasn’t the highest, nor was his attack power. But he was born authoritative, deeply trusted by others and had a high reputation.

Luo Li and Qin Cheng sat facing each other. Qin Cheng had a square face and thick brows. His clothes were dusty, the exhaustion in his brows unable to be covered. But sitting there, he naturally gave off an aura of authority.

Qin Cheng lectured: “You were too brash. Taking Hao Min Shijie for this long and not returning, no wonder Sect Leader was angry.”

Facing Qin Cheng, the iciness on Luo Li’s face dissolved slightly. He was unconcerned: “As long as she’s happy.”

Facing his Shidi, Qin Cheng was helpless. How his shimei Hao Min’s personality was, he knew very well. He could only change the topic: “Have you improved recently?”

Luo Li said proudly: “Fifth level.”

Qin Cheng gave a comforted expression. He took out a jade scroll: “This is [Shapeless Sword Scripture]. Take it and study it well.”

When Luo Li heard the words [Shapeless Sword Scripture], the light in his eyes brightened.

“Wei Sheng has entered the Sword Cave, the sect leader and others have high hopes for him and must be hoping that he could recover [Void Sword Scripture].” Qin Cheng glanced at Luo Li: “He once was your sword servant, you cannot lose to him.”

Luo Li’s expression was abnormally ugly, his fists clenching, unfeeling of the nails biting into his flesh. This matter, it had been a thorn in his heart. That pathetic person that he had ordered around before, the attentions paid to him now in the sect far surpassed himself. Whenever he thought about it, it was like there were worms chewing on his heart.