871. The Curative Effect of the Potion (1)Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Zhao Hou looked at the potion in Cheng Mobai’s hand, looking a bit strange, “Brother Cheng , you mean… this is the potion that Mo Fei has developed?”

Cheng Mobai nodded, “Yes! It has taken him so much time. See? Isn’t it very special?”

“Yeah, very special!” Zhao Hou’s face went a little stiff.

“Yeah, that’s because my disciple is special, so the potion he has refined is also special.” Said Cheng Mobai proudly.

“But, why does it look like this?” Zhao Hou frowned.

Cheng Mobai shrugged his shoulders, “That’s how it is supposed to look like!”

“Brother Cheng, is this the potion developed by your disciple? I heard people say your disciple has gone crazy and I can’t believe it. But seen from now, it’s true.” Fleered Liu Ye.

Cheng Mobai threw him a stare, “Liu Ye, what do you mean?”

Liu Ye smiled, “Nothing. I was just kidding. Brother Cheng, don’t take it seriously.”

“Liu Ye, don’t go too far!” Cheng Mobai sulked.

“All right, all right, calm down, calm down.” A few heavenly class masters came over at this time.

Zhao Hou looked at the potion in Cheng Mobai’s hand embarrassedly, “Brother Cheng, are you sure you didn’t take the wrong potion?”

“It must be this one. The one I took is also like this, a strange taste, Wang Weixing also took one, this is the last one. Do you want it or not?” Cheng Mobai blinked.

“This potion doesn’t really look like an antidote.” Zhao Hou helplessly said.

Cheng Mobai blinked and said, “Then you want it or not? If you don’t, I’ll keep it to myself. It’s now or never!”

Zhao Hou smiled, “Fine, I’ll take it.” Then he thought to himself: when I can hold it, I should make every possible effort.

Cheng Mobai smiled at him while patting on his shoulder, “You have the vision. Although till now I still have no idea whether it works, at least I am still alive. And you know it won’t kill you at least.”

Zhao Hou, “…”

After giving it to Zhao Hou, he walked away.

Wang He patted Zhao Hou on the shoulder, saying with some pity, “Is it possible it’s a poisonous potion?”

Zhao Hou smiled helplessly, “It’s not bad even if it is. When I can’t hang in there, I can kill myself with it.”

Wang He looked at Zhao Hou, “You shouldn’t be so pessimistic. Maybe it will work!”

Mo Tianzheng looked at Zhao Hou, “I guess it wouldn’t kill people. Didn’t you see Cheng Mobai is still alive and kicking?”

Liu Ye shrugged his shoulders, “Perhaps, Cheng Mobai didn’t take it at all.”

Wang He said, “He is not that kind of person.”

“So strange! Wang Weixing didn’t come today.” Mo TianZheng wondered.

“Isn’t he coming?” Wang He pointed in the direction where Wang Weixing was coming over.

“Oh damn!” murmured Mo Tianzheng.

When Zhao Hou saw Wang Weixing, he suddenly thought of something, then he screwed open the lid and drank it off.

Seeing Zhao Hou’s action, Mo Tianzheng was surprised, “Brother Zhao, what are you doing?”

Others might not know, but Zhao Hou was quite clear. A few days ago, Wang Weixing had already showed the sign of poison attack. But now he was still in such good condition, which meant that potion was supposed to be effective.

Zhao Hou was a wise man, others were not necessarily stupid. After Zhao Hou took it so neatly, others instantly noticed something wrong.

“Brother Zhao, how you feeling now? Does it work?” Mo Tianzheng wondered.

Zhao Hou smiled, “Well, it feels not bad. Just tasted a little strange.”

Although the taste was a little strange and the smell was awful, the effect was pretty good, as soon as it was taken, Zhao Hou felt that the poison in his body seemed to be under control.

Mo Tianzheng looked at him, “Really?”

Zhao Hou smiled, replying vaguely, “Yeah, but I don’t know how effective it is now.”

Mo Tianzheng looked at him, “You are supposed to suffer another poison attack in a few days. Sorry to trouble you to feel it then.”