The Direction of 120

After laying out his grand promises, Chu Fei told everyone to go back and sort out their own affairs. Official work would begin tomorrow morning. As for what time tomorrow morning, Chu Fei did not say. Not because he had forgotten, but because that was what capitalists did.

As for whether the three of them might take the money and run... they had not received any money yet. The 2,500 yuan would not be handed out until tomorrow. Besides, the Adventure Hall was keeping watch.

After the three left, Chu Fei did not eat. He went straight into the basement and began cultivating.

The purpose of establishing the so-called Magic Medicine Hall was to better enter The Inland and better seize the Dawn Cultivation Method beyond 10.0.

To put it bluntly, Chu Fei did not trust Wu Yong. He needed to establish his own advantage.

Thinking about it, it was obvious that Wu Yong's side had serious problems. He had fled seven or eight thousand kilometers from Lingyun Sky City in the center of the continent to barely survive at the edge of the world. How great must that fear have been?

Although Wu Yong had claimed that someone named Lin Baiyu had guided him, Chu Fei felt that if he encountered a fortune-teller, he would not believe them so easily. Most people who believed in fortune-tellers had run into setbacks.

All of this pointed to one conclusion: Wu Yong had probably been at the end of his rope back then!

Chu Fei had even long concluded that Wu Yong was probably a fake name.

It was precisely because of all these considerations that Chu Fei decided to hold the road ahead in his own hands. Establishing the Magic Medicine Hall was the beginning of this plan.

Still, cultivation remained