Pushing Towards the True Mystic Rank

Within the cave.

Zhao Feng sat cross legged with Zhao Yufei next to him.

Mo Tianyi and the yellow faced man were responsible for protecting them and inspecting the situation around.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat appeared holding the Mystic Snake Blood whip and stood next to its owner, becoming the closest guard.

The reason why Zhao Feng could trust Mo Tianyi was because of Zhao Yufei.

Of course.

Zhao Feng wouldn’t put all his safety concerns to others. The reason why he let Mo Tianyi protect him was because he still had something to rely on.

“I’ve already passed the most difficult part of the breaking through to the True Mystic Rank, the root of law. Now I only need to condense and refine the Water Moon Pirate’s Source of True Spirit.”

Although Zhao Feng was closing his eyes he always left a bit of focus on the outside world.