C73 Surprise (1/2)

Looking at the Murong Feng on the ground, the crowd felt some sympathy for him. However, they were just ordinary disciples. Even though they wanted to help, they couldn't. They could only sigh and leave the ring.

Not long after, the crowd dispersed, leaving only Murong Feng who was powerlessly sitting on the ground.

After a while, Murong Feng, who was on the ground, finally woke up from the guilt he felt for his father.

Looking around the empty arena, Murong Feng got up from the ground and staggered back to his own residence.

Right now, the problem in front of Mu Rong Feng was nothing but finding a way to save his father.

However, Murong Feng's current condition wasn't that good. His fight with Lu Feng had exhausted all of his true essence and had almost caused the Whirlwind Ball to devour him.

However, after losing all his strength, Murong Feng still hadn't recovered the true essence in his body. This had already left a hidden danger for him. If he didn't fill up his dantian in time, it could cause his cultivation to regress.

Therefore, once Murong Feng returned to his residence, he took out his few low-grade Source Stones and sat on the ground. He started circulating the cultivation technique he was cultivating and started replenishing his Dantian that was almost dried up.

After cultivating for 36 cycles, Murong Feng had almost recovered half of his previous reserves of true essence. He had completely eliminated the hidden danger of being demoted, and now he stood up from the ground.

After sensing the situation in his body, even though Murong Feng knew that he wasn't at his peak state yet, he didn't have the mood to continue cultivating. His father was still unconscious at home, waiting for him to think of a way to cure him.

After he rummaged through all the boxes, Murong Feng leaned against the wall helplessly.

After searching every corner of the dorm, all of Murong Feng's wealth added up together was only a Mysterious rank long sword, dozens of low rank Source Stones, and the almost exhausted contribution points in his identity card.

Mu Rong Feng knew that it was wishful thinking to exchange such a small amount of pills for enough pills to save his father.

However, since Mu Rong Hai had lost the goods, the Mu Rong family could not compensate the owner of the goods.

”No, I must save father!”

He stood up, opened the door and walked out.

”… …”

The afternoon passed quickly, and a crescent moon hung in the sky.

Mu Rong Feng appeared outside a small alley in the Heavenly Star City.

That afternoon, Mu Rong Feng had visited almost all of Mu Rong Hai's old acquaintances for one reason: to borrow money to buy the Nine Reincarnation Soul Pill.

However, Murong Feng was disappointed.

Those who were friends with Mu Rong Hai before, when faced with Mu Rong Feng who begged for help, they would say that they were powerless; those who had a bad temper, before he could finish his sentence, they would turn their faces and chase Mu Rong Feng out; there were even those who didn't just drive him away, they would even say malicious words and curse Murong Hai.

It could be said that in just a short afternoon, Murong Feng had experienced almost all of the human nature. He was truly a person with a cold and warm heart.

At this moment, Murong Feng couldn't bring up his hatred towards Lu Feng anymore. He didn't have any obligation to lose to him and couldn't be manipulated by him. He could only blame himself for not being able to match up to him in everything.

It was the same with Li Yunzhi. If he hadn't fulfilled the agreement, he wouldn't have the right to make such a request. It was reasonable that Li Yunzhi wouldn't help.

Moreover, Li Yunzhi was not a benevolent person.

Arriving at the entrance of a small courtyard, Murong Feng felt as if his legs were filled with lead; he could barely lift them up.

This was his home. Inside, his father was lying on his bed, waiting for his useless son to save him.

Even though the door to the courtyard was right in front of him, Murong Feng didn't have the courage to push it open. He was afraid. Afraid that he would face his dying father with such an old face.

”Has Feng Er returned?”

Suddenly, a weak but firm voice rang out in the courtyard.