“By the way, I just saw you use a healing ability. Could you let me see it again?”
A look of intense curiosity flashed in Holy Spirit Douluo Yali’s beautiful eyes.
Mo Fan curled his lips.
In his past life, as a Forbidden Curse Archmage of all elements, his healing magic had already reached the pinnacle of perfection; Holy Hymn and Resurrection Divine Arts were things he could cast with a flick of his finger.
However, now he was just a six-year-old child who had just awakened with meager Soul Power.
The simple ‘Healing Light: Regeneration’ he had just used required extremely high-quality magic energy, draining most of the pathetic amount of Soul Power in his body.
“Fairy sister, it’s not that I can’t, but I’ve used up all my strength today. If I use it again, my stomach will start growling.” Mo Fan rubbed his slightly sunken little belly, speaking half-truthfully.
Holy Spirit Douluo Yali was slightly stunned, then laughed in spite of herself.
She had almost forgotten that this child didn’t even have a single ring.
“It was my oversight.” Holy Spirit Douluo Yali said softly, raising her slender hand.
A mass of golden light, as gentle as water and full of vitality, condensed in her palm, then she gently patted it into Mo Fan’s body.
Boom!
Mo Fan only felt an unimaginably vast life force instantly sweep through his entire body.
His mental force and Soul Power were recovering at a rapid speed, and even his Spiritual World was being replenished with magic energy, though faint, it was real.
Damn, this woman’s energy level is actually this high!
At the very least, she must be at the level of a Parthenon Temple Goddess, right?
The water in this World runs a bit deep!
As his state returned to its peak, Mo Fan’s arrogance also surged.
Since the other party wanted to see it, he would let the strong of this World witness what real magic was!
“Watch closely.”
Mo Fan put away his playful expression, his demeanor becoming solemn in an instant.
Hum—
At this moment, Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming and Holy Spirit Douluo Yali both clearly sensed that the various elements originally scattered in the surrounding space were actually rushing wildly toward Mo Fan’s hands, as if they had heard the summons of a king.
He raised his hand slightly, and in the void, a trajectory formed by connecting seven holy white stars seemed to flash and disappear.
“Healing Light!”
Mo Fan let out a low shout, and the holy light at his fingertips turned into a meteor, instantly sinking into a withered, charred wild grass beside him that only had a stump left.
Under the shocked gazes of Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming and Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, that charred broken root actually brimmed with vitality.
Immediately after, a touch of tender green broke through the scorched earth, sprouting and unfurling leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just three short seconds, it bloomed into a small white flower full of vitality amidst the dead silence of the ruins.
“This… there are no traces of a Soul skills; this is pure control over life elements!” Holy Spirit Douluo Yali was completely moved.
She could achieve scenes even more exaggerated than this, but that relied on her terrifying cultivation as a Limit Douluo and her god-level Martial Soul.
Yet the child before her had completed a calling of the rules relying only on that weak innate Soul Power.
Beside them, Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming’s eyes also erupted with dazzling brilliance.
He took a step forward, his aura as vast as an abyss released and retracted in an instant, accurately measuring Mo Fan’s background.
“Tenth-level Soul Power, mental force… has actually already reached the Martial Soul Connection Realm, at least 130 points.” Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming’s voice rarely carried a trace of agitation.
“Child, what exactly is your Martial Soul, and how long has it been since you awakened?”
“My Martial Soul is Magic, and I just awakened today!” Mo Fan smiled and waved his hand lightly.
A special star track appeared, and suddenly, elements within a ten-meter radius rioted.
Regardless of what element they were, they all rushed over eagerly, guarding the king like subjects.
Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming and Holy Spirit Douluo Yali looked at each other, both seeing the shock in the other’s eyes.
Innate full Soul Power!
Body Martial Soul!
And it was an extremely rare Spiritual Body Martial Soul capable of controlling elements!
If such a Little freak were left to grow wildly in the outside World, it would simply be a waste of natural gifts.
Holy Spirit Douluo Yali took a deep breath, calming her emotions.
She crouched down to look at Mo Fan at eye level, saying with gentle eyes: “Your name is Mo Fan, right? Are you willing to take me as your master and return to Shrek Academy with me?”
If it were any other child on the Douluo Continent who grew up in a big city, hearing about the Holy Martial Soul Douluo and Shrek would probably have them kneeling and kowtowing in excitement long ago.
However, standing before her was a great Archmage wrapped in the shell of a six-year-old child.
Mo Fan blinked, his brain turning rapidly.
Shrek Academy?
It seems pretty awesome in my memory; one of the best academies on the continent, probably about the same as Mingzhu Academy.
But take her as a master?
I, the dignified Archmage Mo Fan, let me take a woman I just met as a master?
Although this sister is good-looking and her healing arts are not bad, that’s about it.
Once I recover a little bit of strength, I’ll be able to crush her!
An Archmage must have the dignity of an Archmage; how can I just casually become someone’s apprentice?
“Thank you for your kindness, sister.” Mo Fan lifted his little face, revealing an innocent smile, and shook his head, “However, I will rely on my own ability to get into Shrek.”
The childish refusal caused the atmosphere in the tent to freeze for a moment.
Xu Xiaoyan’s eyes widened.
Wait, brother?
Do you want to hear what you are saying?
Fortunately, Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming’s powerful aura prevented other wounded people nearby from daring to come over; otherwise, if they had heard this conversation, they would probably have the heart to tear Mo Fan into pieces.
Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming looked astonished, then looked at Holy Spirit Douluo Yali, a trace of inexplicable mockery on his face.
The dignified Deputy Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, the continent’s number one healing Limit Douluo, getting rejected when trying to take a six-year-old child as an apprentice?
This kid really is fearless because he is ignorant.
At this moment, Mo Fan did not know that with this shake of his head, he had rejected what kind of super big backer.
Holy Spirit Douluo Yali blushed under Heavenly Limit Douluo Yun Ming’s gaze, but she did not feel any annoyance at being offended.
In her view, this child probably had limited knowledge and didn’t know what this represented.
Having gone through such an incident, it was very normal to be guarded.
Moreover, this pride that far exceeded his peers only made him appear even more extraordinary.
“What a child with personality.” Holy Spirit Douluo Yali affectionately touched his head.
She didn’t force him, but asked gently, “Then can you tell sister, do you have any other relatives at home?”
Mentioning the family of this life, Mo Fan’s eyes dimmed, and he shook his head: “I am an orphan, raised in the Malay Orphanage since I was small. Grandpa Dean and my companions… none of them were able to come out.”
Listening to Mo Fan’s repressed, sad words, Holy Spirit Douluo Yali’s heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle.
Such a child with peerless talent and kindness had to endure such a cruel fate.
In order not to let Mo Fan be corrupted by hatred, and also to win over a genius with a healing talent, Holy Spirit Douluo Yali decided to give him a little bit of help.
“Don’t be sad, child. Since you don’t want to take me as a master now, sister won’t force you. But you saved that little girl, this is the reward you deserve.”
Holy Spirit Douluo Yali said, the spirit tool on her wrist flashed with light, and several items floated in front of Mo Fan.
A silver bracelet, a jade pendant carved with an angel pattern, a spirit tool communicator, and a card.