Douluo: I have a lucky magic dice

Chapter 17: Poverty is difficult to cure!

Xuanwu Sect...

After leaving the steamed bun shop, Ji Xinghe went to several breakfast shops along the way. As expected, there were many men in black short coats posting white paper notices the size of a human face on the street.

Ji Xinghe walked forward while eating a roujiamo and looked at the notice. It just had some polite words from the Xuanwu Sect, saying that any girl chosen by the Xuanwu Sect would receive a large commission after one night.

"Pah, what about Xuanwu? The Xuanwu in the Douluo World is probably a big lecherous turtle."

Ji Xinghe complained silently in his heart, then walked towards the academy without looking back. Fortunately, he had prepared the Xuanshui Pill early, otherwise Jiang Nannan would be in danger.

Ji Xinghe, who was full of thoughts, just entered the classroom when he saw Jiang Nannan walking towards him, "Teacher Cui said yesterday that you should go find her as soon as you get here today."

Ji Xinghe nodded, then looked at Jiang Nannan's flawless face and asked, "Why do you look a little unhappy? How is Auntie?"

Jiang Nannan immediately forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. The doctor said that my mother will get better."

Ji Xinghe frowned slightly as he looked at Jiang Nannan's appearance. He whispered beside Jiang Nannan, "Did you open the small porcelain bottle I gave you? There is a Xuanshui Pill inside."

"Let's go. I'm going to see Teacher Cui first."

After Ji Xinghe finished speaking, he immediately walked towards Cui Jing's office, leaving Jiang Nannan standing there staring at him in a daze. The girl looked at Ji Xinghe's back with a smile on her face and her eyes a little sore. Similarly, the shock in her eyes was hard to conceal.

Outsiders usually cannot tell when people are under great pressure. This is the body's normal stress-resistant mechanism. People may even appear more optimistic than usual before they collapse. However, if someone suddenly says a caring word or offers a little help at this time, the floodgates of emotion will collapse. What's more, the help provided by Ji Xinghe is not just a little bit.

Click.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Ji Xinghe leaned over to look at the office, and Cui Jing, who was sitting cross-legged in practice, opened her eyes instantly. The pair of ice-blue eyes made Ji Xinghe feel dazed for a moment. This was the result of the huge gap in mental strength.

"Did you ask for leave yesterday to study the visualization scroll?"

Cui Jing stood up and looked at Ji Xinghe.

"Don't be too eager for quick success. The breathing method recorded in that scroll is top-notch even in the entire continent. You can't master it in a short time..."

Click...sizzle...

As Cui Jing was speaking, she stared at the blue-purple lightning that was slowly emerging in Ji Xinghe's hand, "You..."

"Teacher, I think I have succeeded in the Thunder Breathing Method."

Cui Jing was silent for a while, then she forced out a smile and said, "Not bad, keep up the good work. Okay, go back and practice, don't slack off. In a few days I'll take you to the Soul Beast Forest to help you hunt for your first soul ring."

"Okay, thank you teacher."

Ji Xinghe was somewhat puzzled by Cui Jing's reaction. Was he called here just to ask this?
The moment Ji Xinghe turned around, he felt a gust of fragrant wind, and then a figure appeared in front of him.

“Ahem…” Cui Jing put her left hand to her lips and coughed, “Um, can you tell me how you comprehended the Breath of Thunder?”

Ji Xinghe frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "I opened the scroll after I got home, and then I felt a black screen in front of my eyes, and my consciousness came to an unknown space." "Yes, yes, go on." Cui Jing's eyes lit up and urged Ji Xinghe to continue.

Ji Xinghe continued, "Then I heard a roar, and then a huge dragon head appeared in front of me. Every time he breathed in and out, lightning flashed. I thought this should be the breathing method I wanted to learn, so I started to imitate his breathing, and then I succeeded."

"And then...it succeeded?"

Cui Jing's eyes suddenly widened. She looked at Ji Xinghe in disbelief and asked, "It was successful? Didn't anything else happen in between?"

Ji Xinghe frowned slightly and said, "The dragon head seemed to disappear halfway through. At that time, I hadn't yet comprehended the breath of thunder, so I got a little anxious and pounced directly at the dragon head. That was it. There was nothing special about it."

"You jumped on him?" Cui Jing's eyes were filled with surprise again. She murmured to herself, "How is this possible? Under his oppression, I couldn't move at all. How could you get close to him?"

"Where is the scroll?" Cui Jing looked at Ji Xinghe.

Ji Xinghe honestly took out the visualization scroll from his arms. After Cui Jing opened the scroll, she was stunned again.

She repeatedly opened and closed the scroll, and finally said unwillingly, "Disappeared? The spiritual mark actually disappeared?"

Ji Xinghe was also a little confused at this time, and asked curiously: "Teacher, what did you say disappeared?"

Cui Jing frowned and weighed the scroll in her hand and explained to Ji Xinghe: "There was originally a spiritual mark in this scroll, but it has disappeared now. Logically speaking, this kind of scroll can be reused, unless someone absorbs the spiritual mark in this scroll..."

At this point, Cui Jing glanced at Ji Xinghe with a hint of solemnity in her eyes, "Ji Xinghe, release your martial spirit again for me to see."

Ji Xinghe did not hesitate and immediately released his original martial soul. His whole body swelled and lightning arcs appeared around him. The breath of thunder gave his original martial soul the power of thunder attribute.

"Strange, so strange."

Cui Jing circled around Ji Xinghe and frowned as she said, "It is indeed a very classic martial soul. There is no sign of dragon transformation at all. Can one comprehend this visualization scroll so easily without dragon blood?"

The only explanation Cui Jing could think of was that Ji Xinghe’s talent was really strong.

"Okay, go back and practice."

Cui Jing, who couldn't figure out the key point for the time being, waved her hand. Ji Xinghe immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and quickly returned to the classroom.

……

Dusk, Jiang family.

This was Ji Xinghe's first visit to the Jiang family. The dim oil lamp flickered on the table, and the unpleasant smell of herbs could drift across the room and the courtyard wall to the street. Jiang Nannan looked at the gray-haired old doctor nervously:
"Grandpa Zhou, how is my mother?"

The doctor in green pushed his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, then put away the medicine box on the bed and looked at Jiang Nannan and sighed: "Child, I have tried my best. Ordinary herbs really can't make your mother better. In fact, whether it is elixirs or some aged spiritual objects, they can all save her. It's just that in this world, poor diseases are hard to cure!"

In the extraordinary world, weakness is the original sin. Even if you have done nothing wrong and are just living cautiously, you have already exhausted all your energy.

After Doctor Zhou left, Jiang Nannan took out the small porcelain bottle that Ji Xinghe had given her, opened the lid, and found a water-blue pill lying quietly inside...

(End of this chapter)