Chapter Thirty-Two: The Birth of Heroism

  Han Li turned around and walked towards the door, when he reached the gate, he suddenly turned his head back and asked another question:

  "Behind Mo Lao stood his brother, who had been silent all along, and it was unclear what he wanted."

  Mo Dafu smiled slightly and evasively avoided answering:

  "You're so clever, guess and see if you can get it right."

  Han Li shook his head and walked out of Mo Dafu's house cleanly, not knowing whether he couldn't guess or simply didn't want to make a guess.

  As soon as Han Li stepped out of the door, his face turned gloomy.

  "In this confrontation with Mo Daifu, I was completely unable to counterattack and was subdued by the opponent. This shows that I'm still too naive, thinking that relying on small cleverness can get me through a few rounds with the opponent. As a result, the poisonous water that I spent all my energy creating didn't even get to play its role and was confiscated instead. I need to go back and think carefully about how to strengthen my own abilities."

  Thinking of this, he strode towards his residence with large steps. It seems that he was not willing to be controlled by Mo Dafu like this.

  Inside the house, Mo Dafu stared blankly at the wooden floor, where a large, dark hole had suddenly appeared. Just now, he had carelessly tested something in the iron tube, and as a result, the toxic liquid that sprayed out of the tube had easily corroded the floor to the bottom. Seeing the strange toxicity of this liquid, Mo Dafu could no longer hold back his fear, jumping up and cursing loudly:

  "Turtle son, when did you learn to make such a poisonous drug? I've never taught him anything about this. I thought it was just an ordinary divine maze reversal medicine. This stinky little brat is really ruthless and unscrupulous, turning his back on people without hesitation."

  Unaware of the shock he had given to Mo Daifu, Han Li returned to his room and fell onto his bed, fast asleep. He had experienced such a huge change today, both physically and mentally exhausted, and urgently needed rest to recover his strength.

  With his spirits lifted, Han Li slowly woke up from his sleep. He sat up and looked at the sky, which was slightly whitening in the east. It seemed that he had made it to the second day's morning, and this time his sleep wasn't short at all.

  Han Li, who was lying straight in bed, did not get out of bed, but instead supported his chin with both hands and rested his arms on his thighs, thinking about ways to escape Mo Da's control.

  It is clear that he will be absolutely safe for this year, and the other side will not lay a hand on him for the sake of their own lives. On the contrary, they will do their best to protect him. However, whether he can still be safe after one year, it's hard to say.

  Han Li didn't need to worry about the "Dragon Tiger Fist" anymore, as he had already mastered the fourth layer a few days ago. A year later, the fifth layer would definitely be within his grasp, and he wouldn't have to think about it again.

  The problem of "Corpse Worm Pill" can be easily solved. At that time, just show the cultivation progress to the other party and ask them to give you an antidote before they request treatment. The other party will probably not offend him for this reason.

  Suddenly, Han Li remembered something. He took out a medicine bottle from his body and poured out an emerald green pill, then swallowed it with his head raised. After a while, when the medicine took effect, he began to meditate quietly.

  "Cough! This old ink ghost is really not deceiving himself on this Corpse Insect Pill, but the Clear Spirit Powder that can cure all poisons in the world actually has no effect on this pill. It seems that I really have to wait for a year later to get the antidote." Han Li muttered to himself with some regret.

  After putting the medicine bottle back into his bosom, he got up from bed and came under the bed.

  He walked around the only table in the house, starting to turn around.

  Walking slowly with hands clasped behind back, while continuing to ponder various issues in mind.

  It turns out that Mo Dafu's words were not entirely believed by Han Li, who knew that there must be many untrue things in what the other party said. Unfortunately, knowing this, he was threatened by the other party with his relatives and could not resist.

  Han Li was skeptical about whether Mo Daifu would really keep his promise a year later. If it were as simple as the other party said, it would be easy to handle, and he wouldn't have any need to resist. But what if the other party had hidden some unfavorable parts and turned against him with malicious intent? If Han Li didn't make any preparations, wouldn't he even lose the chance to fight back?

  Han Li thought back and forth for a good while, but felt that none of them were a good solution.

  Now he and Mo Dafu are both afraid of each other, fearing that the other will slack off in their cultivation and harm themselves, while also worrying that once they have resolved their own worries, they will turn around and strike at him with deadly force.

  He could have used this to threaten his opponent and make them wary, but now that his opponent has grasped the weakness of his loved one, he can only retreat and compromise.

  "Was he really going to put his life in the other person's hands, hoping that they would show mercy and spare him?" Han Li felt a bit disheartened.

  "No, it can't be done this way. One's own fate must not be controlled by someone else's whim. To hand over everything to others is the most foolish idea." He immediately overturned this stupid thought.

  After exhausting his brain, Han Li still came up with a solution that was not a solution.

  He intends to strengthen his own strength from multiple aspects, thinking of ways to increase his chips, so as to deter the other party, and even if the other party really wants to take action, he can still have room for self-protection.

  This is indeed a stupid move, can only be passive defense, let the opponent take the initiative. But now, there is only this method that can work, more comprehensive and safe.

  Han Li decided to take a walk outside after settling his mind. He pushed open the door and walked onto the empty space outside, stretching his waist lazily and yawning.

  He faced the somewhat biting morning wind, gazing at the red sun that had already risen halfway up, and let out a mighty roar:

  "My own destiny can only be grasped in my own hands, and will never be manipulated by others."