Chapter Thirty-One: Corpse Insect Pill

  His mind was in a mess, with fear and regret, and some were confused. Although it has been delayed until now, he still can't think of a way to get out of trouble, and he is getting anxious.

  He's still young after all, and can't compare to an old hand like Mo Daifu. His attempt to remain calm and expressionless was seen through by Mo Daifu. The fine sweat on his forehead gave away the fact that he was just a paper tiger.

  Mo Dai didn't miss any changes on Han Li's face, and he was very satisfied with the great pressure he had put on himself. He always thought that only when one's mind is lost can the truth be revealed.

  "Do you think I'm intentionally slacking off and delaying our training progress?" Han Li was stunned by this inexplicable blow.

  "Of course, two years is not enough to reach the fourth layer. Do you think I wouldn't see through your little tricks? The first three layers only took three years to complete. Even if the fourth layer is too difficult to practice and there's no medicinal help, it's impossible that there wouldn't be even a tiny bit of progress in two years." Mo Dahfu said calmly, his eyebrows standing on end, filled with killing intent, as if he had been dissatisfied with Han Li for a long time but only now erupted.

  "It seems that no matter how I explain it, Mo Lao will not believe me." Han Li secretly smiled bitterly, never expecting that the progress he had just concealed would be the culprit behind the current situation. He really did pick up a stone and hit his own foot, unaware of whether it was right or wrong to bring out Mo Daifu's explosion early and uncover the mystery of all this.

  "No need to say anything else, I don't want to know what you did in the past is true or false. Listen carefully, now I only ask you one question: given another year of time, can you cultivate the Changchun Gong to the fourth layer?" Mo Dafu sneered and slowly spoke out today's most important sentence, then blinked his eyes without blinking, staring at Han Li, waiting for his answer with caution.

  Han Li was very clear-headed and knew that the answer to this question would not only determine the other person's fate a year later, but also whether he himself could survive at this moment.

  "You should be clear in your mind, I couldn't give you any other answer. Come on, first undo my acupoints." Han Li relaxed completely and his tone of speech also became lighter.

  The doctor's expression softened as he heard what was said, and a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes. However, instead of going forward to help Han Li relieve the acupressure points, he carefully took out a square, exquisitely carved sandalwood box from his bosom.

  "Just by your words, I'm not at ease. What if you're just pretending and don't put in the effort to cultivate? That would be no different from before. For our own safety, it's better to add another layer of insurance." He said with a gloomy tone.

  Carefully opened the lid of the box, a white pill quietly lay in the center of the box.

  The doctor Mo stretched out his hand and poked a few places on Han Li's body, unblocking the acupoints. Before he could even move, he handed the box to him.

  "You're a clever person, no need for me to say more nonsense, you know what to do." Dr. Mo narrowed his eyes, with some ill intentions.

  Han Li slightly moved his numb hands and feet, without saying a word, he reached out to take the sandalwood box, using two fingers to gently pinch out the medicine pill from the box. In front of the other person, he didn't even look at it, directly putting it into his mouth and swallowing it down.

  "Clap, clap! Good, a wise man is a hero. As long as you help me recover normally, I will thank you heavily. I won't deceive you with empty words. Although there's been a rift between us and it's impossible for you to be my apprentice anymore, I can still ensure your lifelong prosperity and wealth." Dr. Mo patted his palms several times, making a sincere promise to Han Li.

  "It's time to tell me the use of the pill, otherwise I'll unknowingly violate the taboo and lose my life." Han Li's face was expressionless, without any sign of being moved.

  "Hehe, this medicine is called 'Corpse Insect Pill', it's not really a medicine, but rather a kind of secret formula that produces insect eggs. After you take it, it will lie dormant in your body for a year, don't worry, within this year, it's absolutely safe and won't affect anything else you do. A year later, as long as you take the specially made antidote, it will automatically dissolve and there won't be any hidden dangers left behind. But if a year later, without taking the antidote... Hehe! The insect eggs will absorb enough nutrients, hatch from their shells, and devour all the internal organs in your body, leaving you to suffer in agony for three days and nights before slowly dying." Dr. Mo said this with a nonchalant tone, secretly warning Han Li.

  Han Li heard the toxicity of the medicine pill, his body slightly trembled, his face turned extremely ugly, almost unable to control the anger in his heart. But Mo Daifu's killer move was just about to be made.

  "By the way, I heard that your family has many dependents at home. I wonder if the silver you send back home every month is enough? If not, feel free to ask me for help, I'm very concerned about your loved ones." Mo Dafu slowly spoke a heartfelt sentence, and only then did he truly reveal his sharp teeth, biting down hard on Han Li's weak spot.

  Han Li's face had turned iron-green, and he was utterly unable to maintain the state of mind described in the book as "solidified heart" or "heart like still water".

  He used his last ounce of strength to bite his lip, afraid that he would burst out in a torrent of abuse or pitiful pleading. He knew all too well that no matter how hard he begged or threatened, the other side would never let go of this biggest trump card.

  "You can rest assured, within a year, I will definitely reach the fourth level." Han Li gritted his teeth and spoke out the words one by one, no longer concealing his hatred for Mo Daifu.

  Under the threat of Chi Guo's nakedness, he could only temporarily yield. He couldn't bring himself to disown his relatives and ignore whether his parents lived or died.

  At this moment, Han Li, who had been caught in a desperate situation, had to abandon even the idea of going down together with his opponent. This first confrontation with Mo Dafu ended in thorough defeat for him.

  Mo Dafu let out a long sigh of relief after hearing Han Li's words, his tension was no less than Han Li's, but he completely covered it up with his cunning and ever-changing expression.

  "This Changchun skill is really despicable, this stinky little kid is so young and yet so difficult to deal with." Mu Daifu cursed in his heart, unsure whether it was admiration or jealousy.

  In fact, this Changchun Gong, although it has a certain effect of washing the marrow and opening up intelligence for those who practice it, its specific effectiveness also depends on who is practicing it. Han Liti was born more mature and intelligent than ordinary people of the same age, and after practicing Changchun Gong, he far surpassed ordinary boys in terms of intelligence and mental calculations.