Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 111 - 85: Life Soul Parasite? Xuantian Sect’s Informant? (Three more updates, subscribe please!)_2

Chapter 111: Chapter 85: Life Soul Parasite? Xuantian Sect’s Informant? (Three more updates, subscribe please!)_2

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Two hours later,

Zhao Xing stopped.

During his practice, he had also closely felt the effect of this spell on the Life Soul.

"Just once, there’s hardly any difference, even no sensation at all,"

"But if it’s more than ten times, then the feeling becomes very noticeable,"

Zhao Xing looked at the silvery-white orb in his hand, under the scrutiny of bright eyes, many Sleeping Bugs merged into one to form a more powerful ’Insect King.’

This was a skill controlled by the Sleeping Bug Spell after reaching the first level, truly a beginner’s entry technique;

that is, to merge Sleeping Bugs with each other to make the effect stronger and quicker.

"If I collect enough Sleeping Bugs, could I make Old Chen fall asleep instantly?"

"If it’s applied during a fight, that would be extraordinary."

The more Zhao Xing thought about it, the more he liked the spell.

If you’re fighting and your enemy falls asleep, wouldn’t they be at my mercy?

"However, when the Life Soul senses danger, it bursts out stronger energy, to reach the instant effect I want, I’ll need to practice this spell much more,"

Buzz~ the Sleeping Bugs were dispersed by the spell, and Zhao Xing left the house feeling energized.

He already had a grasp of the spell’s control, and using it on himself for revitalization was pretty good.

"Isn’t today a rest day? Why are you up so early?" Just as he stepped out, he saw Zhao Ruide practicing stance under a scholar tree.

"Got used to waking up early," Zhao Xing washed his face with a basin of water, "How about Zheng’er?"

"He hasn’t gotten up yet," Zhao Ruide’s voice carried a hint of helplessness.

He really had no way with his younger son; he couldn’t hit him, and scolding was ineffective.

At his age, he truly had no resistance against his young son’s coquettish behavior.

Moreover, Zhao Zheng was a charming kid, and his coquettish tricks were well-practiced.

Zhao Ruide truly couldn’t harden his heart to force him to train.

"Why is it like this again?" Zhao Xing was somewhat dissatisfied.

"With no worries about food or clothing at home, as long as his character isn’t bad, it’s not necessary for him to excel in martial arts," Zhao Ruide said.

"But since you’ve already told him to train, and now you’re half-hearted about it, isn’t that teaching him to give up halfway?" Zhao Xing said, "In the future, he won’t take anything seriously, and any big problem will be solved by just acting spoiled towards you."

After being lectured by his foster son, Zhao Ruide also had trouble saving face.

"You’re right, I should be stricter," he immediately cut a tree branch and marched towards the bedroom with determination.

At the doorway, he turned back to look at Zhao Xing, "Aren’t you going to stop me?"

Zhao Xing responded in surprise, "Why would I stop you? A father disciplining his son is natural."

Zhao Ruide hesitated, "Isn’t this branch too big?"

Zhao Xing said helplessly, "If you can’t bear to do it, just drop the act and throw away the stick. I’ll go call him."

"Who said that? I’m not throwing it away, just thought about changing to a smaller one..." Zhao Ruide awkwardly retreated aside. Still, he didn’t throw away the branch but sneakily switched to a smaller one, then stood outside with a stern face, waiting for Zhao Zheng to get up.

Zhao Xing didn’t enter either, he stood outside and began capturing Zhao Zheng’s Sleeping Bugs.

He had a good handle on his measure.

After three times, Zhao Zheng woke up on his own.

Even though he wasn’t sleepy anymore, he still was rolling in bed unwilling to get up, which directly made Zhao Xing both angry and amused.

"Whether you agree or not, you’re in for a beating."

Zhao Xing kicked open the door, charging in.

"Big brother, good morning—morning!" Zhao Zheng, realizing something was amiss as soon as he saw it was his elder brother who had kicked in the door, immediately understood he had undoubtedly woken up late.

Thus, he lifted his young face, displaying an innocent smile, trying to awaken his brother’s affection.

Unfortunately, his brother had no affection, only cruelty.

"What did you promise father before? Do you still remember the agreed time for martial arts practice?"

"Mao Hour, sharp."

"Now it’s 7:15 AM, you’re nine quarters late. Go out and find father to fetch the rod. It’s two hits for every 15 minutes."

"What?" Zhao Zheng immediately grimaced.

"Or shall I do it?" Zhao Xing raised an eyebrow.

"No no, don’t trouble yourself, big brother, I’ll go and accept the punishment!" Zhao Zheng quickly got out of bed.

"Hurry up, it’ll soon be 7:30 AM. Every additional quarter you delay, you’ll receive more hits."

"I got it!"

Zhao Zheng sprang out of bed and washed up as if he was flying.

...

"Buns, delicious hot buns~"

"Sesame pancakes, delicious hot sesame pancakes!"

"Almond tea, drink a pot and stay warm all day! Good for your stomach and liver too~"

Zhao Xing stepped outside, and Pingkang Square was already bustling along the street.

He casually bought some breakfast to take to Chen Shijie’s mansion, only to discover outside the Chen Mansion, a delicate woman peeking around, with a basket over her arm, acting like a thief.

"Hmm?" Zhao Xing, observant and attentive, immediately noticed something fishy.

He silently moved behind the woman.

"Huh~"

A cold breeze swirled around the woman, and Zhao Xing demanded, "Who are you, who sent you!"

"Ah!" The woman was startled, turned around suddenly, and almost fell to the ground.

Zhao Xing saw that the woman was weak and did not immediately take action, just stared at her.

"Speak, why are you skulking outside Chen Mansion!"

"I, I..." The woman stuttered, unwilling to speak.

"If you don’t talk, come with me to the authorities." Zhao Xing intimidated.

"Hey, no, can I just leave?" The woman said, wiping away some tears with a hint of grievance.

Zhao Xing paused. His bright eyes were fully experienced, and having mastered both the chilling breeze and Great Dream Spring and Autumn, he was now highly sensitive to Life Souls.

Using a small trick from Great Dream Spring and Autumn, he could tell that the woman was not lying.

Could she not be a follower of the Xuantian Sect?

Indeed, who would employ such clumsy surveillance tactics?

"Swish!"

Just then, Chen Shijie emerged from the mansion, flying and landing between them.