Pill Deliveryman

"Brother Xu! Brother Xu, it's right here!"

Bursts of footsteps, mingled with noisy chatter, came from behind them.

The four people currently eating grilled fish were bewildered; the sounds were moving from afar to near, heading straight toward their location.

Chu Mo turned his head to look and discovered a man who, while handsome, had a somewhat sleazy demeanor. He was pointing at their spot with his finger while speaking to the man behind him.

The leader, addressed as Brother Xu, stepped forward. His gaze swept over the three of them before finally landing on Tang Ya.

"Heh, Tang Ya, I knew you were just using Bei Bei. Now your true colors are finally showing, aren't they!"

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Tang Ya was stunned. What on earth was this? He came up and started targeting her immediately. Although she had long known that Xu Sanshi had a grudge against her, did eating grilled fish count as committing a crime?

Even though she had decided to distance herself from Bei Bei, it was only to keep things from progressing further; they were still friends, after all.

"Xu Sanshi! What kind of accusations are you throwing at me? What 'true colors' are you talking about?"

Chu Mo continued eating his grilled fish, quietly watching the scene unfold. Hearing Tang Ya's words, he raised an eyebrow: Is this the legendary Mystic Water Pill delivery man?

"Hmph, you know it in your heart."

After saying this, Xu Sanshi scanned the others before fixing his gaze firmly on Chu Mo, as he was the only other male present.

"You must be that pretty boy. Come with me to the Duel Arena. I want to avenge Bei Bei and make you face reality!"

Chu Mo's body stiffened upon hearing this. He really was a delivery man! How did it circle back to him? What "pretty boy"?

What language was he speaking? Was it Douluo Language? Why couldn't he understand it?

"Xu Sanshi, are you here to pick a fight? On what grounds are you saying that to Chu Mo? Challenging a support-type Soul Master to a duel—how thick is your skin? If you've got the guts, duel me!"

Having finally found someone she valued, Tang Ya wouldn't allow anyone to speak of him like that; she exploded on the spot!

"Heh, with your strength, even two of you couldn't beat me."

Hearing Tang Ya's words, Xu Sanshi laughed out loud.

"You!"

Words were useless. Tang Ya immediately summoned her Blue Silver Grass.

"Calm down, calm down."

Chu Mo hurriedly raised his hand to stop her. Although the provocation was severe, Tang Ya would indeed be at a disadvantage in a duel against him, not just in Soul Power Level, but also in Martial Soul quality.

"What's the matter, pretty boy? Do you want to take up the challenge?"

It didn't matter to Xu Sanshi if Tang Ya didn't fight; after all, if he really beat her, Bei Bei might come looking for trouble.

"Heh, why would I accept?"

Chu Mo wasn't afraid, of course, but since the guy was a Mystic Water Pill delivery man, he naturally had to swindle something out of him; otherwise, the guy would have come for nothing.

"Not to mention that I'm a support-type Soul Master, wouldn't a duel with you be incredibly unfair? Furthermore, we don't even know each other, so why should I accept?"

"Hahaha~"

Hearing this disguised refusal, Xu Sanshi threw his head back and laughed.

Feeling that the guy was mentally ill, Chu Mo helplessly chuckled twice. Who knew that as soon as he laughed, the other man stopped smiling, widened his eyes, and gritted his teeth!

"Heh, you're scared!"

"Pfft!"

Chu Mo didn't have a great temper either; he had offered a polite excuse, and the guy was really starting to get full of himself.

"Heh, what's the point of just a duel? Let's add a wager. This is a pill passed down in my family. Consuming it accelerates cultivation. The higher your Innate Soul Power, the more obvious the effect. It doubles your progress, and one pill lasts for three hours. As for the residue, it's expelled through breathing; in short, there are absolutely no side effects."

Hearing that there were no side effects and that it could accelerate cultivation, many of the onlookers following Xu Sanshi felt their hearts stir, and a noisy commotion broke out.

"Damn, this pill is legit. If this were given to me, I might even be able to join the Inner Court."

"Indeed. I wonder how much it costs and if it's even affordable."

"Forget it, I've never heard of it. What if it's fake?"

Of course, some were skeptical, but that didn't matter. What Chu Mo was counting on was the Mystic Water Pill.

"Fine, you've got guts. I'll bet against you."

Seeing Chu Mo so confident, and with so many people watching, Xu Sanshi naturally couldn't afford to lose face, so he tossed out the Mystic Water Pill, which was packaged in an exquisite box.

"This is a Mystic Water Pill. I don't need to explain its effects, right? Let's go. We'll hand the items to the referee at the Duel Arena, and whoever wins takes both."

After saying this, Xu Sanshi signaled the onlookers to hurry up and make way, keeping his eyes on Chu Mo as if afraid he might run away.

Seeing this, Chu Mo sighed helplessly.

"Wait, you don't seem to understand. I'm a support-type Soul Master; I need to choose a teammate."

"Fine, I'll let you choose. I'm level 37. As long as they don't exceed that level, it's up to you."

Xu Sanshi believed that in the Outer Court, no one could beat him except for Bei Bei. Even if he added a support-type, so what?

Besides, according to his intelligence, the other party was just a newly enrolled freshman. How could he possibly know any powerhouses?

Chu Mo saw the other party nod dismissively, thinking it was only a three or four-level difference, and looked gently at the nervous Tang Ya beside him.

"Heh, let's not waste time. Sister Tang Ya, come with me."

Hearing this, the worried Tang Ya wore a troubled expression.

"Ah?"

"It's fine, trust me. I don't have an itch for a beating; I don't enjoy getting hit."

Chu Mo stepped forward and took Tang Ya's cold little hand to give her confidence.

Although he was holding her hand, he could still feel Tang Ya's anxiety, so he opened the chat interface.

[Chu Mo: @Ya, Xiao Lv can attack and support, and it also has a mental attack. You have to have faith in me. If anything really happens, I will stand in front of you.]

The group chat message was seen not only by Tang Ya but also by the other members. Wang Dong'er and Huo Yu'er finally let out a sigh of relief after seeing it. They had both decided to go find a teacher, but it seemed that wouldn't be necessary now.

Seeing the scene before her, how could Tang Ya not understand that Chu Mo was plotting against Xu Sanshi?

[Ya: En.]

Xu Sanshi watched Chu Mo and Tang Ya holding hands and rolled his eyes repeatedly.

"Tch, showing your true colors."

"I thought you'd be a bit smarter and find someone with a Martial Soul quality similar to mine, but you actually found a little piece of trash with Blue Silver Grass. Heh, so confident? Then I'll give you an advantage and allow you to use those so-called Tang Sect Hidden Weapons."

Chu Mo could feel the trembling in Tang Ya's body.

Spirit Power and Martial Soul were the things Tang Ya least wanted to talk about; she was already sixteen and only just over level 30.

Following Tang Ya's reaction, Chu Mo's gaze also turned cold. He had originally intended to finish the opponent off instantly so Xiao Lv could quickly study the Mystic Water Pill, but now, he would prioritize support first.

He would let Tang Ya vent her anger; any revenge that could be taken must be taken on the spot.

Shrek Academy Duel Arena.

"Two people just over level 30 are challenging a level 37 and even making a bet."

After arriving at the Duel Arena and finishing the registration, the person in charge looked troubled.

He had originally thought it was just a friendly spar, but with a bet involved, it was different. If things really ended on bad terms, he wouldn't know how to handle it.

"Heh, naturally."

"Alright, hurry up and register."

Since the participants had both agreed, there was no point in him saying anything more.