Two weeks later
Mo Fan arrived at the sand river and, as expected, saw Nan Jue waiting there.
At the entrance to the Shahe River, sunlight slanted down. Nan Jue had been here for three days. She had been waiting for Mo Fan to appear, and now, her gaze finally locked onto the figure in the distance.
That was naturally Mo Fan. He was a little thin, but his steps were firm.
Nan Jue was slightly taken aback. The Mo Fan she saw was completely different from the Mo Fan she remembered from half a year ago.
At this moment, Mo Fan was covered in wounds, each one seemingly telling the story of the hardships and tribulations he had endured.
A strange emotion welled up in Nan Jue's heart. She stepped forward, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin. Originally, it was just to repay a favor, but at this moment, she suddenly understood that everyone's strength does not come from nowhere.
A person who has spent half a year in this scorching plain must have experienced things that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
Nan Jue didn't think she could stay here for at least six months. Especially with the daily threat of demons threatening her life.
"It seems I was a bit slow." Mo Fan's voice was a little hoarse, but it still revealed his determination.
"Fortunately, I haven't been here long." Nan Jue paused, then continued, "Seeing you like this, I'm really surprised. What have you been through?"
Mo Fan smiled faintly, without directly answering Nan Jue's question.
His difficult moments are indescribable.
He simply said, "They are burning, killing, and looting here."
Nan Jue's lips twitched slightly; those few simple words seemed to conjure up vivid images in her mind.
But in this world, staying peacefully in the An Realm will ultimately lead to slow progress. Every adventure is a challenge and a step beyond oneself. She looked at Mo Fan, and regardless of whether he was a lecher or not, at this moment, Nan Jue was filled with admiration.
"You'll be participating in the World University Competition, right?" Nan Jue asked, looking at Mo Fan.
"If nothing unexpected happens, the academy will recommend me to go," Mo Fan said.
Upon hearing the word 'academy', Nan Jue was finally able to confirm that Mo Fan was indeed her peer.
Once upon a time, Nan Jue considered himself a minor genius, but at this moment, he felt as if he had wasted his time. Of course, this thought was only fleeting; after all, how many prodigies like Mo Fan were there in the entire world?
"I think our country will achieve excellent results this year," Nan Jue said with emotion.
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With Nan Jue's help, the return journey was smooth, and they crossed the Shahe River without any trouble.
Having returned to Dunhuang unharmed, Nan Jue asked him if he wanted to go to Weifang for treatment.
After thinking about it, Mo Fan did not refuse.
Although he knew Xia could heal him, how could a man let his woman worry about him every day?
It's clear that Nan Jue also has a considerable background. After taking him into the Wei Fang, his injuries and scars were mostly healed within a day.
"Fortunately, the flames within you grant you strong fire resistance. If it were someone else, being attacked by so many fire-attribute demonic spells for so long without treatment would definitely leave lasting health problems. The healing spells I gave you can only heal your surface wounds, but there should still be some residual fire damage in your body. You'll need some potions with the opposite attribute to slowly recuperate for a week," said Wei Fang's healing mage.
He was a high-level healing mage, but it still took him most of the day to restore Mo Fan's health.
Even so, many of Mo Fan's injuries still hadn't been fully treated.
"Thank you," Mo Fan said dismissively.
The root of the illness won't be left untreated; after all, his demon is specifically designed to eradicate all germs. It's just that the continuous injury requires some time to heal.
This just goes to show, the demonic style is just so appealing!
"Speaking of which, your constitution seems a bit strange. Have you ever used any unorthodox methods to treat your body?" the healing mage suddenly asked.
"What's wrong? Is something not right?" Mo Fan asked.
"Your body is a bit strange; it can heal itself. If possible, I suggest you find a more powerful healing mage to give you a comprehensive examination. I sense a very volatile element within you, unlike the elemental magic, white magic, or dimensional magic we commonly see. If I had to describe it, it seems more like dark magic," the healing mage said.
"Okay, I understand."
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After the treatment was completed, as Mo Fan and Nan Jue walked out of Wei Fang's area, Nan Jue said, "Why don't you stay another day? Master Hua can cure you."
"I know my own problems, and that's enough," Mo Fan said, stretching his shins.
After washing up and fixing my hair, I felt incredibly refreshed. To many, the person who came in and left looked like a completely different person.
Seeing this, Nan Jue didn't try to persuade him further, but simply said, "See you when the National Team is training."
"Are you so sure you can get in?" Mo Fan stopped and looked at Nan Jue with amusement.
"Of course," Nan Jue replied immediately upon hearing what Mo Fan said.
She had no confidence that Wei Fangruo could only send one person.
Ai Jiangtu is definitely one of the best among the younger generation of Wei Fang. With this crown prince of Wei Fang around, there is almost no chance for anyone else to get a spot in the National Games.
But with two positions available, Nan Jue is naturally confident!
"Okay, see you then."
Mo Fan first went to Hangzhou.
The World University Competition is just around the corner, which means I won't be able to see Teacher Tang Yue for a long time.
At the same time, Xinxia also has her own path to walk.
Therefore, Mo Fan returned to Hangzhou first.
Unfortunately, Ms. Tang Yue wasn't there today. So Mo Fan went to Xin Xia's school to pick her up.
When Xinxia saw Mo Fan return unharmed, her wise eyes revealed a hint of doubt.
This is so unlike Mo Fan!
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Mo Fan did not hide anything and told her that he had indeed suffered a tiny injury, and then said that he had been healed by the Western Guard.
That is, to tell her in detail what happened after they left Zhuoyuan.
After learning all this, Xinxia's face was full of worry as she asked for a checkup.
But how could Mo Fan possibly obediently let her examine him?
Once her hand was clasped, Xinxia couldn't even concentrate, let alone perform the examination.
It must be said that Xinxia truly lives up to her reputation as the leader of white magic; even in certain aspects, she is just right and perfect.
She's far more substantial than Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao, and even someone as alluring as Teacher Tang Yue (Q-level) can't compare. Xin Xia is only weak because she can't stand; otherwise, she'd be a true mature woman!
While inspecting the passageway, Mo Fan asked, "Xin Xia, isn't anyone pursuing you at your academy?"
"No...nothing~" Xinxia said softly, her head down.
In fact, how could there not be?
It's just that Xin Xia rejected him very thoroughly.