There Must Be Something Strange About Things Going Wrong

After spending three days to heal himself, Miao Wentang's injuries were almost cured and the poison in his body was fully discharged. With the help of Tang Xiu and consuming two healing medicinal pills and half a bottle of Body Refining Liquid, he turned this misfortune into a blessing since his physical body became more formidable and his cultivation also faintly improved.

As grateful Miao Wentang right now, it was Shao Mingzhen who was envious of him.

"Why wasn't it me who got injured?"

While watching Miao Wentang performed a set of fists fast, perfect, and smoothly, Shao Mingzhen sighed with a sour tone. At this moment, Tang Xiu was simply like a treasure vault in his eyes—a treasury vault with an endless number of treasures. He felt envious of Chen Zhizhong all of a sudden and even genuinely admired the man inwardly. With such a powerful Master like Tang Xiu, wasn't he highly likely to obtain many benefits, too?