I Can See Your Combat Power Chapter 48 – Chapter 48: Chapter Forty–Four: Rapid Growth (Please

Chapter 48: Chapter Forty-Four: Rapid Growth (Please

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The grand opening of the Star Pavilion was on October 15th, and that was the day Tang Luo's delightful life started.

From that day onwards, the Star Pavilion provided him with a stable spiritual power of 9 points every day. Coupled with the power from Fang Han and himself, his daily spiritual power improved to 17.1.

Seeing such enormous gains, Tang Luo was immediately tempted to convert all his spiritual power into star seeds.

The originally remaining 187.6 spiritual power was, after a week's accumulation, eagerly transformed into a Mortal Realm star seed by him once again.

This led to an increase of daily guests in the Star Pavilion to four and the daily rise of spiritual power went up to 20.1.

Considering the current condition of his spiritual power gain, he only needs half a month to condense another star seed and at most two and a half months to condense all star seeds at his current level.

In other words, if he gives up accumulating, he can reach Mortal Realm within half a year. But Tang Luo has bigger goals because the return from condensing Mortal Realm star seeds is incomparably huge.

Therefore, even though Tang Luo's spiritual level had dropped to be like that of an ordinary person, he was still happy. However, this incident caused quite a stir in the Martial Hall.

“Tang Luo's level has regressed again.”

No one knew who spotted it first, but ever since, everyone who saw Tang Luo had sadness in their eyes, as if they were heartbroken over the downfall of a

martial arts genius.

Tang Luo really wanted to tell them that I'm now growing twenty points in spiritual power every day. In half a year, I'll surpass you all. Believe it or not?

However, everyone always cared for his feelings. They sighed behind his back, but no one ever mentioned the word 'level' in front of him. All they had were those unremovable pitying looks in their eyes.

Feeling cooped up with these piteous stares, Tang Luo could not wait for his training ground little competition to end and to leave the Martial Hall, getting far away from these misguided sympathetic looks.

As for Little Youth, he felt even worse for Tang Luo. When he returned to the dormitory with a beaten face by Tang Zhen, and detected that his brother's spiritual power level wasn't as strong as even his own, he was heartbroken and hugged Tang Luo, crying bitterly.

At first, Tang Luo felt touched and wanted to pat Little Youth's head to console him.

However, after Little Youth looked up and spoke, Tang Luo's palm mercilessly fluttered on Little Youth's forehead.

“Big brother, you should have helped me beat up Tang Zhen.”

October 27th, was yet another day for Little Youth and Tang Luo to return home.

Actually, Tang Luo's energy was not that low anymore. His spiritual power of 108.8 was even healthier than an average person, but in terms of aura, he was just like an ordinary person.

Generally, even if a Fierce Realm martial artist lost all his spiritual power and his dantian was broken, the strength of his body would still remain at the Fierce Realm. Maybe with time, it would gradually molt, but until the day of his death, his physical strength would still far surpass ordinary people.

However, the bizarre part about Tang Luo was that as long as his spiritual power was sufficient, his body would immediately evolve. If the spiritual power wasn't enough, he would revert to a corresponding physical strength, showing an impression being honestly fair to all. But as a result, the strength of his aura became related to his spiritual power.

The moment the two brothers got on the war chariot, they saw their mother, Xu Shuhui, with teary eyes, who hugged Tang Luo firmly as soon as she saw him.

The consolation was futile. The mother just held on to her son, and Little

Youth also joined in from behind.

Tang Luo was caught in the middle of his mother and brother's tight embrace, feeling their intense love.

Fine, since you won't listen to explanations, hug if you want to hug.

Tang Luo placidly accepted the situation with a straight face, but he was quite moved inside.

But upon returning to the mansion, he noticed a change in the atmosphere. Although the servants wouldn't directly look at him before, there were still moments when their eyes did meet.

But today, as if instructed, they all kept their heads low.

This made Tang Luo, who was over 5 feet tall, unable to see their faces clearly.

This was likely Xu Shuhui's idea.

But dear mother, even if I lose all my cultivation, won't it be too much to think that a mere eye contact with others will harm me?

In the dining hall

When his father, Tang Sen, came back and sensed Tang Luo's aura, he just nodded and didn't say anything more.

Finally, someone normal. Tang Luo felt touched to tears. He felt his father, being the Sect Head, didn't lack worldly wisdom. His aura is a bit weak, so what?

Under the calming demeanor of Tang Sen, Xu Shuhui finally stopped clutching Tang Luo's hand like a child, but her beautiful eyes never left his face.

During the meal, she repeatedly tried to say something then hesitated, as if she had some questions for Tang Luo, but was afraid of hurting his pride. Under the table, she kept nudging Tang Sen with her foot, hoping he would step in to handle the situation.

It wasn't the strength of Xu Shuhui's kicks that struck Tang Sen, but seeing the worried look on his wife's face made him realize that he had to say something.

“Ahem,” Tang Sen put down his bowl and chopsticks.

This sudden voice startled the two brothers who were eating, because after so many meals with their father, it was rare for Tang Sen to speak.

The two of them fixed their eyes on their father s face.

“Are you still practicing martial arts?” Tang Sen asked Tang Luo in a nonchalant tone.

“Of course.” The young man's face was filled with ease and confidence. “Hmm.” Tang Luo nodded in satisfaction, continuing to eat his meal.

Xu Shuhui looked incredulously at her husband, unable to understand his thought process. Their son had experienced such a serious event, and all he did was ask a casual question and that was it? Her eyes were filled with anger.

As a battle-hardened warrior, what ensured his survival in countless battles? Without a doubt, his ability to sense danger was critical.

The murderous intent in his wife's eyes were unmistakable, and they sent chills down Tang Sen's spine. He turned to her to explain, “He didn't lose consciousness this time, nor did his spiritual power completely disperse.” Xu Shuhui wasn't a fool, and upon hearing Tang Sen's words, she remembered the last time Tang Luo lost his powers, he was unconscious for two whole days and his spiritual power was completely drained. But now, besides a slight weakness, he seemed fine.

Seeing Xu Shuhui deep in thought, Tang Sen breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his bowl and began eating again.

The sound of bowls and chopsticks broke Xu Shuhui's train of thought. Although she knew that the damage this time was less severe, the thought of her beloved son losing his hard-earned spiritual power again made her heart ache. And you could still eat carefree?

Xu Shuhui was really angry, and she kicked Tang Sen's leg hard.

Tang Sen looked up at her with a puzzled expression.

“I want to go out.” Fang Han requested leave from the Steward.

“Reason?” The Steward asked in a cool tone. He knew Fang Han well, as do all the servants to Tang Luo. As long as the reason was valid, he would let them

go-

“To get medicine,” said Fang Han simply.

The Steward frowned, feeling the reason was not satisfactory, “Why not get it from the Pharmacy Hall?”

Fang Han sighed and said, “It's too expensive.”

The Steward agreed after thinking about it.

The Tang Clan Pharmacy Hall was probably the best in Xiling, as the medicinal plants were cultivated by the Tang Clan themselves, and the doctors and pharmacists of the Hall have a heritage of excellent medical skills.

Moreover, the medicinal plants and herbs used in the Hall are all high-quality and well-aged.

The only problem is that even prestigious family members have to pay for medicine from the Hall. Even with a substantial discount, it's still not cheap. Of course, for clan heirs, this is mere pocket change. But for martial artists, they could get the same treatment for 6 gold coins elsewhere while compared to 10 gold coins at the Hall.

For these warriors, who considered injuries as a part of everyday life, they would rather spend their money on a brief encounter with a woman. Therefore, for minor injuries, they would rather visit doctors outside. The Steward just found it surprising that even Tang Luo, as the eldest son of the third house of the Tang dynasty, would be so stingy toward his own servants.

With a perplexed expression, the Steward stamped his seal on Fang Han's leave request and wrote two words “Get medicine” under the reasons column..

Chapter end