On the way to Fenghai, he had not charged it much, either; he had been focused solely on hurrying along.
And this trial was just the opportunity.
There was also the matter of his dwindling Fortune Points. Although he had not used any all this time, he only had a little over seventy in total. Another round of suppressing his restless true essence and restraining his breakthrough was looming, and it would certainly consume plenty of Fortune Points. How could he feel at ease?
After coming to Hidden Dragon High Martial, Zuo Xiaoduo felt that everything was quite good. The sole blemish, the one thing that dissatisfied him, was this: he had tried every possible means to recommend his face-reading abilities, regardless of place or occasion, yet to this day, not a single person had come to him for a reading!
Well, Grandma Shi's case did not count, because there was no telling how long it would take to clear the injustice against her, so those Fortune Points would be a long time coming.
How could these people remain so unruffled?
Did they not know they were letting an immense, heaven-sent opportunity slip right past them?
For someone like Zuo Xiaoduo, Fortune Points, cultivation progress, and the amount of money he had...
Naturally, the more of these things, the better.
If a day passed without income, progress, or an increase, Zuo Xiaoduo felt he had suffered a loss.
Yes, even though he had lost nothing, the mere passing of a day made Zuo Xiaoduo feel he had lost out.
So he still had to keep working hard.
Chapter 110: Compress! Awooo...
Following Wen Xingtian distractedly all the way to the faculty office, Zuo Xiaoduo watched him take a book from a drawer. "This is the Ice Heart Jade