Grave Robbing? Claiming an Inheritance? Lin Mo's Great Idea!

At that moment, upon hearing the words "grave robbing" and "claiming an inheritance,"

Luo Feng's formerly light steps came to an abrupt halt, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

An extremely ominous premonition shot straight up his spine to the back of his head.

"Grave robbing? Claiming an inheritance?"

The corners of Luo Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and alarm bells immediately rang in his head.

He knew his all-powerful teacher all too well!

Whenever Lin Mo spoke in that tone, nothing good was sure to follow!

A miserable memory he could scarcely bear to revisit flashed through Luo Feng's mind.

"Teacher, that's what you said last time!"

Gritting his teeth, Luo Feng protested faintly in his sea of consciousness:

"Last time, you said you were taking me to a new home, and what happened? You took me straight to a monster's lair!"

And this time he was actually saying outright that they were going grave robbing?

Could whoever was buried in that grave possibly be an ordinary person?

He called it claiming an inheritance, but Luo Feng would probably have to pay some price again!

"Ahem, last time was an accident. It was meant to bring out your potential between life and death."

Lin Mo coughed twice and shamelessly argued:

"This time is different. This time, we really are going to pick up a bargain!"

"That's the real deal, ten thousand times better than that lousy Dragon Blood in your hand!"

"All right, teacher."

Luo Feng sighed helplessly and shook his head in resignation.

Half an hour later, Luo Feng arrived at an extremely luxurious five-star hotel in the center of Hongning Base City.

At the front desk, Luo Feng swiped his card without hesitation.

He booked the presidential suite for an entire week.

With his current net worth, this amount of money was not even a hair on nine oxen.

Taking the exclusive luxury elevator, Luo Feng arrived at the room on the top floor.

He pushed open the heavy solid-wood door.

An extravagantly luxurious interior met his eyes.

Outside the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, the bustling nightscape of Hongning Base City stretched out in full view.

Luo Feng did not linger. He headed straight for the bathroom in the suite.

As soon as he entered, Luo Feng could not help grumbling inwardly.

I hate rich people!

The bathroom before Luo Feng's eyes, used solely for washing, bathing, and going to the toilet,

was actually more than fifty square meters!

Not only did it have an enormous bathtub, but the various fixtures were also extravagantly luxurious.

He recalled how his family of four had once squeezed into a low-rent apartment.

Their entire home had been smaller than this bathroom!

After that brief moment of reflection,

Luo Feng gathered his thoughts.

He set the silver combination case he had been clutching all this time on the spacious vanity.

The case was not locked with a code.

With a click, it opened.

Inside, the top-tier resources awarded by the Dojo of Limits were neatly arranged.

Luo Feng first set the other items carefully aside.

He searched all the way to the bottom of the case.

There, a metal canister sealed in a high-strength transparent glass tube lay quietly.

Through the glass tube, he could see a strange liquid filling about a third of the tube.

The liquid was a blend of dark gold and scarlet.

It flowed slowly, as though it were alive.

"So this is the Dragon Blood worth a full eighty billion Huaxia Currency!"

Luo Feng took a deep breath, his gaze growing fervent.

As he marveled at it, he began making his final preparations to absorb the Dragon Blood.

Soon, Luo Feng had taken off his outer clothes, baring his upper body.

Wearing nothing but a pair of underpants, he stepped into the enormous empty bathtub and sat down.

Sitting in the cold bathtub,

Luo Feng quickly recalled what he had looked up on the Dojo of Limits' internal network:

the detailed instructions for using Dragon Blood.

According to the instructions and the experiences of his predecessors, using Dragon Blood was very simple.

He only needed to apply it to his skin.

There was not even any need to cover his whole body; he only had to apply it somewhere on his chest or arm.

The strange energy contained in the Dragon Blood would naturally seep through his skin.

It would spread throughout his body with his circulating blood.

The only taboo when using Dragon Blood was also a warning written in large scarlet letters.

Under no circumstances was it to be swallowed!

Supposedly, there had once been a War God Level predecessor

who thought himself clever and believed that applying it to his skin would result in waste.

Struck by a sudden idea, he disregarded the rules, tipped his head back, and drank the Dragon Blood in one gulp.

As a result, the Dragon Blood's incomparably violent, overbearing power

instantly exploded inside his internal organs.

That War God had not even had a chance to be saved before the pain killed him outright!

At the thought, Luo Feng's heart grew solemn.

He immediately reached out, preparing to open the glass tube's sealed cap.

Just then, Lin Mo's voice suddenly rang out in his sea of consciousness.

"Stop! That's too wasteful!"

Lin Mo's tone carried a hint of frustration at his failure to live up to expectations.

"If you just apply it to your skin, how much can you absorb? At most, thirty or forty percent!"

"With your current physical condition, even if you rubbed on this entire tube of Dragon Blood,

"after you finished absorbing it, you'd reach Apprentice Level Eighth Stage at the very most."

Lin Mo paused, then made a startling suggestion:

"Luo Feng, listen to me. You should get a syringe.

"Inject this tube of Dragon Blood directly into your veins!

"Only then can it fully erupt in your blood and be completely absorbed,

"without wasting even the slightest bit of its medicinal effect!"

Hearing this, Luo Feng's hand abruptly froze.

A trace of hesitation and shock flashed in his eyes.

That was not following the instructions at all!

"Teacher, isn't that too risky?"

Luo Feng swallowed, lingering fear in his heart as he said:

"The rules clearly say that swallowing it will make your body explode and kill you.

"You want me to inject it straight into my veins? How is that any different from suicide?"

"Bullshit!"

Lin Mo retorted bluntly:

"Trust me! In the vast universe, those truly high-grade bloodline purification agents

"are all injected directly into the body. Who would rub them on their skin?

"That so-called Dragon Blood in your hand could be said to have been produced in a small workshop.

"It contains a great many impurities. Someone may have been killed by it,

"so they settled for the next best thing and told users to apply it to their bodies,

"using the skin to filter out some of the impurities and absorb only a small portion of its effects."

Lin Mo's voice was filled with absolute confidence:

"But with me here, what are you afraid of? I guarantee you won't die!"

At that moment, Luo Feng sat in the bathtub, faced with a difficult choice.

On one side was the bloody lesson of his predecessor; on the other was his teacher's solemn guarantee.

After only a moment, Luo Feng's gaze hardened fiercely.

To grow stronger!

To avoid wasting the heaven-defying effects worth eighty billion!

Taking a little risk was worth it!

Luo Feng immediately stood up in the bathtub and quickly got dressed.

He did not dare leave the treasure worth eighty billion at the hotel, instead carefully securing it close to his body.

Then he hurried out of the hotel

and went to a large hospital nearby, where he bought a set of the largest disposable medical syringes.

Back at the hotel, he locked the room door securely.

Luo Feng once again stripped down to his underpants and sat cross-legged in the bathtub.