"Where was he?"
Having withdrawn from his cultivation state, Chen Mo could clearly feel the mental fatigue weighing on him. Yet he discovered that Yi Feng had slipped away at some unknown time without him noticing in the slightest. That misplaced sense of trust gave him a sudden fright:
"I actually cultivated so completely in someone else's presence that I didn't even know when he left."
If Yi Feng had harbored ill intentions toward him just now, then...
At the thought, Chen Mo's entire body shuddered. But he quickly calmed down. With Yi Feng's Innate Grandmaster-level combat strength, if Yi Feng truly wanted to attack him, Chen Mo would not be able to resist anyway.
The more he resisted, the more excited Yi Feng might even become.
"Judging from the current situation, this nominal master of mine should still be trustworthy."
After this incident, Chen Mo's trust in Yi Feng rose somewhat.
He picked up the sheet of paper before him, which had been pinned down by an exquisite Jade Bottle. Looking closely, he found that it was a note Yi Feng had left for him:
[A-Mo, I have something to take care of and will be heading out. Once you finish cultivating, go straight back. This bottle contains Spirit Nourishing Pills that can help you condense your spirit. Before cultivating the True Martial Spirit Condensing Art, you can take one to increase your cultivation efficiency. Remember! You can only take one a day!]
"Not long ago, I couldn't even get a single medicinal pill and could only take medicine pellets to assist my cultivation. Now I have so many pills that I can barely finish them. Every time I come here, I can practically obtain pills." Chen Mo smiled faintly.
He held the exquisite Jade Bottle, clearly far more