A Martial Saint in Two Years—and You Say It Was All Hard Work?
Chapter 125

Time to Borrow Money from Second Uncle Again

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"Let's see how this works. I have to take four pills a day now. Who knows whether my body can digest them fast enough!"

Mo Yun held his breath and focused, swallowing the four kinds of pills one after another. Then he assumed the stance of the Nameless Fist Technique and began practicing in the courtyard.

His fists stirred a howling wind. His blood qi surged like a rushing river, accompanied by the newly formed thread of dark force circulating through his body.

Half an hour later, Mo Yun finished his practice and let out a long breath of stale air, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"I can digest them. It's about the same as before-no strain or discomfort. Taking one of each pill every day, with an occasional day off, shouldn't be a problem!"

On second thought, understanding dawned on Mo Yun's face.

"Of course. After breaking through to dark force, my constitution and defenses both soared. With this powerful physique, adding the Spirit-Nurturing Pill has once again created a perfect digestive balance in my body!"

But soon, when he habitually raised his wrist to check the Black-and-White Seal, his brows furrowed slightly.

Looking at how much the Black Seal had filled, he made a quick calculation in his head.

"The Spirit-Nurturing Pill doesn't seem to charge the Black Seal as dramatically as I imagined."

"At this rate, even taking all four pills, it'll still take about three days to fill the Black Seal once."

He had originally thought a miraculous pill costing a hundred taels per bottle would send the speed at which black points formed soaring. Now, it seemed the improvement had fallen short of his expectations.

But Mo Yun soon realized the reason.

The Spirit-Nurturing Pill's main effect was to accelerate the tempering and

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