C17 I Accepted a Coal Ball as My Disciple

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

In Wumo's room in the Qingling Peak of Illusion Spirit Heaven, Yann Fenng, who had turned into a five-year-old baby, was sleeping on Wumo's soft and collapsed body. Up until now, there was no sign of him waking up.

On the side of the bed, Wumo retracted his healing technique with a serious expression. He was a little confused. This little kid was indeed a human. How could he be struck by lightning?

Yesterday, he had been in his room explaining some matters to the Monstrous Dragon when they were at the border. However, he suddenly felt a powerful thundercloud gathering not far away. There was also an invisible force that seemed to be attracting him over.

Therefore, he hurriedly gave Yaojiao Yaojiao a few casual instructions before flying towards the place where the thundercloud gathered. Unexpectedly, the moment he arrived, the thundercloud dispersed in a strange manner.

He even picked up the Cloud Lightning on the ground. A baby who had been struck by lightning.

Thinking of this, Wumo shifted his gaze to Yann Fenng's left shoulder. There was no wound left by lightning. It had not fully healed yet.

Was this an accidental injury? However, it was obviously not just a single strike. This child was still so young and was about to be struck by the heavenly lightning. How painful would it be...

Was the Heavenly Dao blind? Such a young child can even do it, this is too detestable!

At this time, Yeh Ziqing, who was seriously flipping through the "Counterattack" book in God Realm, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and muttered to himself, "Is Yann Fenng that little rascal scolding me again..."

Just as Wumo was complaining about how ignorant the Heavenly Axiom was, Mo Hao came in with a bowl of medicine. "Master, the medicine is ready. Is he still awake?"

"Yes, it should be soon... The injury on his shoulder is almost healed. His meridians are fine." Wumo held Yann Fenng in his arms as he spoke. He took the spoon and started to feed the unconscious Yann Fenng medicine seriously.

However, most of it leaked out from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, let me feed it..." Mo Hao, who was standing at the side, saw his master's flustered appearance and hurriedly said with a smile.

Wumo could not help feeling a little embarrassed, because he had never taken care of a child before.

"Yes, let me support him, you feed him."

In fact, in the past, injuries like his could be healed by taking one or two spirit pills. However, they all thought that Yann Fenng was an ordinary child of the Human Realm, so they did not need such a strong medicine.

As soon as he drank half a bowl of the medicine, the unconscious Yann Fenng suddenly coughed violently and woke up in no time.

"It's okay..." Wumo took good care of the little Yann Fenng in his arms and said, "He will be fine soon."

When he heard the voice of the person beside him, Yann Fenng's pupils shook. He suddenly turned his head and saw that the person was indeed Wumo. His expression gradually turned vigilant. The temperature around his body suddenly plummeted.

It was really Wumo!

He subconsciously wanted to circulate his demonic energy to attack his opponent's heart, but suddenly his demonic energy did not react.

It was only then that he remembered that he had changed into his childhood appearance in order to avoid the demonic energy sealed by lightning.

"You're awake? Are you feeling better?" Wumo lowered his head and looked at the frightened baby. He tried to sound gentle.

Yann Fenng reacted very quickly. He lowered his head and pretended to be scared. He said timidly, "I'm good. I'm much better."

Wumo could not help feeling pity for Yann Fenng when he saw his "scared" look. He raised his hand and gently stroked his hair. "Where is your home?" he asked. "I'll send you back... Don't be afraid."

Feng Yan's body stiffened when he touched him. He casually said: I don't have a home... "

No home?

Wumo suddenly recalled the big pit beside him when he found the child. He guessed that his family and family had been chopped into ashes.

He cursed the thunder-striking bastard again.

Wumo sighed in sympathy. His gaze lingered on Yann Fenng's thin back for a long time. An indescribable feeling of pain arose in his heart.

This child was so pitiful and so young. He couldn't let him wander alone in the human world, could he? He couldn't do this.

Shaking his head, Wumo frowned and thought for a moment. Then he raised his head and said to Mo Hao, "Go, bring the testing stone."

Mo Hao cupped his hands respectfully. "Yes."

After Mo Hao left, Yann Fenng glanced at the door and could not help but feel puzzled.

What was this hypocrite trying to do? What does he want to test me for? Could it be that he wants to test me for some evil path?

Hehe... It can be said that the broken stone is powerful.

"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine in a while." Wumo said while stroking Yann Fenng's soft hair. If he wanted to take the child in, it would be more justifiable for him to have spiritual roots. Of course, if the other party didn't...

He had a way too!

He had a lot of spiritual roots left behind from the ingredients in his food warehouse. Wind, fire, lightning, water and wood. He allowed the child to choose as he pleased!

If he really couldn't do it, then... If anyone dared to have any objections, they would be obedient after stewing in a pot!