856. Making a Stir (2)Translator: Guy Gone Bad

“Brother Cheng, is that where your disciple lives?” asked Mo Tianzheng.

Cheng Mobai hurriedly nodded in agreement, “Yes! That’s where my disciple lives.”

“That phenomenon shows that a heavenly class potion comes out. Cheng Mobai, your disciple can’t be a heavenly class pharmacist!” Li Aofeng looked at Cheng Mobai with disbelief.

“Yeah, yeah! Calculating the days, he should have become a heavenly class pharmacist now.” Cheng Mobai said triumphantly.

Now a few heavenly class masters all set their eyes on Cheng Mobai, while Cheng Mobai couldn’t help feeling honored.

“Brother Cheng, your disciple is really something!” Mo Tianzheng couldn’t help praising.

Cheng Mobai held his head high while waving his hand, “No, no, he is just so so. Speaking of which, it’s all my credit that he could become a heavenly class pharmacist.”

Wang Weixing narrowed his eyes, saying disapprovingly, “Your credit? Why?”

Cheng Mobai blackened his face and sulked, “Of course it is my credit. If it hadn’t been I who kept urging him, how could he succeed so soon? Huh?”

Wang Weixing puckered his mouth and said, “To become a heavenly pharmacist relies on someone’s urging?”

Cheng Mobai said angrily, hands held around the waist, “Oh, Wang Weixing, what do you mean? Huh?”

Wang Weixing shrugged. “Nothing. I just call it for what it is.”

“Just call it for what it is? It is that Mo Fei is my disciple. I trained him!” said Cheng Mobai with his chest straightened out.

Wang Weixing nodded helplessly and said faintly, “Yes, yes.”

“Oh, what kind of attitude are you giving me?” Cheng Mobai said sulkily.

“Brother Cheng, don’t downgrade yourself to his level. He just feels jealous that you have trained out such a good disciple.” comforted Mo Tianzheng.

Cheng Mobai threw his eyes at Wang Weixing with disdain, “Yeah, you are right. He has long tried to grab my disciple from me. Pity that my disciple just ignored him. Tut tut! Without such charm of personality, don’t expect to take in a good disciple.”

Wang Weixing, “…”

“Brother Cheng, you are a good shifu, who could actually train out such an outstanding talent. I’m so jealous.” Wang He cupped his hands.

“Sure, an accomplished disciple owes his accomplishment to his great shifu! Only a famous shifu like me could have such a master like my disciple. Ordinary people can never do this.” said Cheng Mobai complacently.

“A talent like Mo Fei could only appear once in hundreds of years. Senior Cheng, good for you!” Zhao Hou sucked up.

Cheng Mobais aid cockily, “Sure. And a shifu like me would also only appear once in hundreds of years.”

“You’re taking credit from your disciple.” Wang Weixing said coldly.

Cheng Mobai glanced at Wang Weixing and said blandly, “Yeah, I am stealing my disciple’s light. But better that you who has no disciple to take credit from!”

Wang Weixing, “…”

“All right, all right. Stop it. Brother Cheng, see if you disciple can work out the antidote for the Soul-killing potion this time.” Wang He moved forward and said so.

Cheng Mobai scratched his head, “Well, I don’t know!”

“You don’t know? Brother Cheng, don’t you have confidence in your disciple?” Zhao Hou asked, squinting.

“It is not that I have no confidence in him, but if you have no hand, you can’t make a fist. You all know, the star herbs are all monopolized.” Cheng Mobai shrugged his shoulders.

Hao Hou and others looked at each other in consternation. Wang He frowned and came forward and said, “Brother Cheng, if the supply of star herbs is sufficient, how many odds do you think your disciple have to work out the antidote?”

Cheng Mobai scratched his head, “Well, I still don’t know!”

He swallowed some saliva, thinking in the heart: if I made the promise here now and Mo Fei failed them, those guys who were already standing at the edge of cliff would kill him!

“Brother Cheng, you still have no idea if the star herbs are sufficient?” asked Wang He.

Cheng Mobai gave an embarrassed smile, “Although I don’t know my disciple’s level now, I think he is better that those old men who only hold their fossilized concepts.”

“Since you said so, rest assured, we’ll definitely collect enough star herbs for your disciple.” Zhao Hou stood out and said.

Cheng Mo Bai’s eyes glistened, “If so, thank you everyone.”

“Now we are standing in the same boat, and we should help each other. Brother Cheng, you need to supervise Mo Fei for all of us.” Zhao Hou said faintly.

Cheng Mobai smiled, “Don’t worry, I was poisoned too, my disciple will try his best.”

Zhao Hou nodded and said, “That’s right. Everything depends on your disciple now.”

That year, in order to look for the whereabouts of Cheng Mobai, Mo Fei even left Luoxia Sect and went into Yingui Sect, which was enough to show Cheng Mobai’s status in Mo Fei’s heart.