Mo Hua thought, I deliberately traced the title so big it can be seen from several zhang away, and you're still asking what book it is? Could that put-on act be any faker?
"No need. I'm just looking," Mo Hua said.
The more Mo Hua refused, the itchier Zhang Lan's heart grew. He leaned closer to take a look, then pretended he had only just seen the title and said, "Collection of Qi Refining Spells. Not bad. Want to learn spells? You've reached the fifth layer of Qi Refining?"
"I just reached the fifth layer. I'll look first. No rush." Mo Hua acted very calm.
"How about it? Want me to teach you?" Zhang Lan raised his brows.
"Uncle Zhang, are you a spiritual cultivator?"
"Mm, you could say that."
"You could say that... What does that mean? Oh, half-baked?" Mo Hua said.
Zhang Lan's face darkened. "What half-baked? You're so young—where did you learn all these messy words?"
"I can see your blood vigor isn't weak, but I didn't sense that your spiritual power was very strong. Is it that I couldn't tell?" Mo Hua asked.
Zhang Lan said smugly, "I used spells to conceal my aura, so of course you couldn't tell. If even a brat like you could see through it, wouldn't all my cultivation have been for nothing?"
"Oh, oh. Then does that count as dual cultivation of spirit and body?" Mo Hua asked curiously.
"How could dual cultivation of spirit and body be that easy? I only refined my flesh a little so I wouldn't suffer if a body cultivator got close during a spell duel. What I mainly cultivate is still spells. A cultivator who cultivates both spirit and body needs talent blessed by the heavens, the inheritance of a famous sect or great