Sharing the Universe from Douluo Continent

Chapter 125: Strike First, Be Stronger (First Update, Please Vote)
Doctor Mo grabbed Zhang Tie's right pulse point with one hand and pressed his other hand on his dantian. He said in an unquestionable tone, "Show me how to use your energy!"

After about a cup of tea, Doctor Mo withdrew his hands and stared at Zhang Tie expressionlessly.

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Facing Doctor Mo's scrutinizing gaze, the honest and simple Zhang Tie lowered his head with a flushed face, feeling extremely ashamed.

Although Zhang Tie has been practicing hard in the past six months and has never slacked off, the result makes people feel as if he has been living off the fat of the land in Shenshou Valley for half a year.

At this time, Zhang Tie was ready to receive greetings from Doctor Mo and his whole family.

"It's your turn!"

But surprisingly, Doctor Mo did not intend to blame Zhang Tie. There was just a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and then he turned his gaze to Han Li.

Seeing that Doctor Mo was not angry, Han Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stretched out his right hand.

"It's so cold! Why are Dr. Mo's hands so cold?"

Perhaps because of external stimulation, when Doctor Mo's hand touched Han Li, the magic power in his body began to operate automatically.

"what?"

Sensing the subtle flow of mana, Doctor Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were filled with enthusiasm. "Not bad! Not bad! This is the feeling. This is what I want. It can't be wrong. Hahaha..."

In fact, before Han Li and Zhang Tie, Doctor Mo had already found many people to practice Changchun Gong. Unfortunately, those people were unable to practice Changchun Gong, and he was about to give up.

According to Doctor Mo's original idea, if Han Li and Zhang Tie were still unable to practice Changchun Gong, he would formally accept them as his personal disciples and pass on all his knowledge to them.

What Doctor Mo didn't expect was that there is always a way out. Just when he was about to give up, God sent Han Li to him.

"..."

Looking at Doctor Mo's fiery eyes that seemed to have seen a priceless treasure, and his shoulder that was stinging from his strong grip, even though Han Li was still a little dazed at the moment, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable fear.

"good very good!"

Noticing the fear on Han Li's face, Doctor Mo realized that he had gotten a little too complacent. He quickly suppressed his smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Han Li, from today on, you are my direct disciple."

"I've never seen anything like this before! When did a mere mortal like you become qualified to accept an immortal cultivator as your disciple?"

Just as Doctor Mo finished speaking, a playful voice suddenly sounded, followed by Dai Changsheng, dressed in a green shirt, who walked in from outside the door at a leisurely pace.

"You... who are you?!"

Seeing that Dai Changsheng actually directly pointed out Han Li's identity as a cultivator, Doctor Mo suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"I am Dai Changsheng, and like this little brother, we are both seekers on the path to immortality."

Dai Changsheng was halfway through his words when he turned around and stared at Doctor Mo's head and said, "Fellow Daoist, if you don't show up, don't blame me for forcing you out!" Under the shocked gaze of Han Li and the others, Dai Changsheng slowly raised his right hand, and a red fireball appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute!"

Just as Dai Changsheng was about to throw the fireball in his hand, Yu Zitong's soul hidden in Doctor Mo's body finally couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

Although the fireball condensed in Dai Changsheng's hand is only the lowest level of fire bomb technique, its power is enough to melt steel in an instant, and it is not something that an ordinary person like Doctor Mo can withstand.

If Doctor Mo was killed by Dai Changsheng and Yu Zitong was unable to take over his body in time, his soul would not be able to survive for long.

"Fellow Daoist, my name is Yu Zitong, and I am a cultivator from the Yu family of Qingfeng Mountain."

In order to prevent Dai Changsheng from killing and silencing the witness, Yu Zitong quickly tempted him with benefits, saying, "If you are willing to help me take over another body and escort me back to the Yu family, I will definitely reward you handsomely!"

"Do you think I'm easy to deceive, fellow Daoist?"

Dai Changsheng feigned dissatisfaction and sneered, "The Yu family of Qingfeng Mountain may not be considered a big family in the world of immortal cultivation, but at least it is a family of immortal cultivation with a great cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage.

If you are really a cultivator from the Yu family of Qingfeng Mountain, how could you end up like this?
You actually need to host your soul in a mortal body to survive, and it's a mortal body that won't live long?"

"You may not know, this is a long story."

Facing Dai Changsheng's questioning gaze, Yu Zitong could only sigh helplessly and roughly recount the grudge between him and Mo Juren.

In fact, Dai Changsheng was very clear about the grudge between Yu Zitong and Mo Juren. He deliberately asked Yu Zitong to explain the whole thing clearly, mainly to Han Li and others.

After all, Doctor Mo had not had time to attack Han Li and the others. If Dai Changsheng killed Doctor Mo directly, not only would Han Li and the others not feel grateful, but they might even feel resentful and think that they had killed their master.

When Han Li and the others learned from Yu Zitong that Doctor Mo's original intention of accepting them as disciples was to take over their bodies, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts!
"So that's how it is. You were plotted against by this mortal, which led to your fate. And this mortal was also struck by your Blood Arrow Ghost Curse, forcing him to cooperate with you."

Dai Changsheng's face showed a look of sudden realization. He said, "Because this mortal feared retaliation from your relatives, he didn't dare to go to the Yu family in Qingfeng Mountain. That's why he used this stupid method to find someone with spiritual roots."

"You are right, fellow Daoist. If I hadn't brought along a magical instrument that could detect spiritual roots when I traveled, I wouldn't have wasted so many years."

Yu Zitong didn't notice the teasing in Dai Changsheng's eyes, but said sincerely: "Fellow Daoist, I only have a soul left now, and I don't have any other valuable things. Even if you kill me, you won't get any benefit.

But as long as you help me seize the body of this dark-skinned boy and escort me back to the Xu family in Qingfeng Mountain, I will definitely borrow hundreds of low-grade spirit stones from my family and friends as a thank you gift."

"Since fellow Daoist has said so much, then I will naturally..."

"boom!!!"

Before Dai Changsheng could finish his words, Doctor Mo suddenly used all his strength to unleash his unique skill, the Magic Silver Hand, and struck him in the chest with lightning speed.

Doctor Mo is no rookie. He knows very well that once Dai Changsheng and Yu Zitong reach an agreement, he will be of no use to him and will be dead. It is better for him to strike first and give it a try!
(End of this chapter)