In the room, Song Shuying was meditating with a face as calm as water...
After a while, Song Shuying opened his eyes with a look of helplessness.
"The efficacy of these herbs is really too poor. Even after using so much, I’ve only recovered half of my strength. At this rate, if I want to recover completely, it will really take a very long time!"
Song Shuying wanted to take revenge on Hu Xiaobei desperately, so he hoped to recover all his strength as soon as possible...
That’s why he had been meditating like his life depended on it.
What a pity!
The spiritual energy in this world was really too thin for him, so even though Song Shuying was cultivating madly and meditating with all his might, it had hardly any effect.
"Unable to recover through meditation, and with the herbs being too poor in quality, it seems that to recover to full strength in the short term, there’s only one last resort!"
Thinking so, he emotionlessly took out a few bright silver needles from his chest cautiously.
After lightly twirling them in his hand, he looked into the distance with an expressionless face.
He knew that using these silver needles to stimulate his body could allow him to unleash extraordinary power in a short time.
However, the aftermath would indeed be terrifying.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t want to use this method.
...
"Hu Xiaobei! Honestly, I really don’t want to use this method that harms oneself by defeating the enemy, but I must."
He knew that Hu Xiaobei had already become his heart demon.
So he had to completely defeat him, otherwise, he would have no chance to continue growing in this lifetime.
Moreover, over time, he might completely collapse and go completely mad.
Having made up his mind, Song Shuying tightly clutched the silver needles, and the next moment, he stood up with a face as calm as water.
He knew those three people were waiting outside, and also knew they had long been impatient with him.
"Just because this is a small world, if it were my domain, how dare you show such impatience, I’d crack you all flying."
Muttering coldly to himself, Song Shuying stretched his neck and walked outside with a gloomy face.
A tiger at the mercy of dogs!
He knew he was really down on his luck now, or else he wouldn’t be at the mercy of these three people!
...
"Finally out, huh!"
Feng Dabing and the others, preparing to knock on the door, breathed a slight sigh of relief hearing the movement.
Afterwards, they exchanged glances and approached with grins on their faces.
They knew that for now, they were still on the same side as Song Shuying, so they had to keep up appearances at least.
Otherwise, it would really be too awkward.
"These three are really hypocritical!"
Walking out of the room, Song Shuying glanced at them and a faint smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He saw through their fake smiles, but he didn’t plan to expose it, instead quickly moving forward, "Sorry to keep you waiting!"
Upon hearing Song Shuying, they quickly shook their heads!
"No, we just got here too!"
"That’s good!"
Conversing happily!
They were conversing happily at that moment.
People unaware of the inside story would surely think they were good friends who hadn’t seen each other in years.
No!
Good brothers who hadn’t seen each other in years!
Soon, the three stopped their meaningless small talk and got straight to the point!
"How much has your strength recovered now?"
Hearing this urgent inquiry, he knew they were really tense to the extreme now.
With a light smile, Song Shuying confidently said, "I have fully recovered all my strength, this time, I guarantee I’ll beat Hu Xiaobei into the ground!"
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