Bamboo Residence
Jason drove back, he did suffer some injuries from tonight’s battle, and some parts of his body’s epidermis were cracked, but overall it wasn’t a big deal.
Upon his return, Old Mr. Miller began to make medicine, a small injury which, as he said, would be cured by a few doses of medicine.
Jason, on the other hand, stepped into the shower and rinsed off; he was covered in blood in many places, especially on some of the areas where the surface skin was cracked, and there was blood oozing out.
This kind of small injuries Jason naturally do not worry about, tonight through the Blood Demon’s own The power of the Emperor constantly under the quenching, he felt that his own Grand Vajra Realm Physique has reached the point of the middle realm of the perfect, with this corresponding to the recovery ability of his own has also greatly improved, the surface of the skin of this injury in the Grand Vajra Realm Physique does not need to be treated under the self-healing ability. Under the self-healing ability of Grand Vajra Realm Physique, there was no need for treatment.
Jason was thinking about how to further refine his Grand Vajra Realm Physique, so as to break through to the realm of the High Realm, his Grand Vajra Realm Physique reached the High Realm, needless to say it will be even more perverted, and at that time, he should be able to resist the attacks of the First Emperor and the Beginning Saint. Beginning Saint.
When Jason walks out, Old Mr. Miller has already made a decoction and calls for Jason to come over and take it.
Jason picked up a bowl of medicinal broth and blew on it a few times, taking a sip when it was the right temperature.
Wolf Boy looked on, he looked as if he looked a little disgruntled, he nudged his mouth and said, “Brother, did you go and fight someone again?”
“That was someone else who came to me.” Jason said.
“Brother, can you bring me along next time? I’m pretty strong now too.” Wolf Boy said with a face full of seriousness.
Jason’s face was stunned as he glanced at Wolf Boy, remembering that Wolf Boy’s own strength nowadays had already reached the peak of the Heritage Master Stage Middle Stage, and this was still the result of being suppressed.
With Wolf Boy’s talent, it wouldn’t be hard for him to break through to the high level of Heritage Master Stage.
So Wolf Boy really isn’t bragging when he says he’s not weak, so strong that he’s good enough to be compared to the likes of Emily, Dark Phoniex, White Fox and Phantom.
Only out of preconceived notions, Jason has always regarded Wolf Boy as a small child, as one of his own brother, even if Wolf Boy’s own Combat Realm is high or not, but did not regard him as a teenager who is already able to go into battle.
Of course, Wolf Boy Combat Realm, while not low, is still lacking in combat experience. Even Wolf Boy’s beastly instincts can’t make up for that experience.
So, Jason said, “Wolf Boy, you are now at the stage of growing your body with Cultivation enhancement. Right now, your Cultivation strength has indeed achieved something, but it can still continue to improve. Don’t worry, when the time is right, I will take you to one of the Satan Operation Group.”
Wolf Boy nodded at his words and said, “You’re a man of your word, brother.”
“Of course, when have I ever lied to you?” Jason glared at Wolf Boy and then said, “What time is it? Get some rest.”
Wolf Boy nodded and headed toward the bed.
The night was getting late and Jason was planning to rest.
At that moment, a phone call came in, and when Jason took a look at the caller ID, he walked to the backyard, answered the phone, and said:
“Hello, Stella? Things all done?”
“Jason, Coffin Craster’s men have already disposed of the bodies of all those people halfway up Mount Casey, and there will be basically no trace left at the scene.”
“Well then, trouble the brethren of Coffin Craster.”
“What are you talking about. This is all as it should be. By the way, Jason, who are these people? When Coffin Craster’s manpower reported to me, they said they were Westerners. Could they be from Dark World?”
“Yes, Agist powerhouses from Dark World. The strongest of them, the one with a strength equal to Full Saint himself. deliberately infiltrated Oakshire to try to kill me.”
“What? Full Saint Strongman?”
Stella on the other end of the phone was all surprised, she naturally knew exactly what a Full Saint level powerhouse meant.
Jason smiled bashfully and said, “In the end Old Mr. Miller rushed over and turned the situation around. It’s okay if you’re done with things on your end. In a few days, I’ll come back to you to talk about something.”
“Okay, then you get an early night.” Stella said softly.
“You too, good night.”
Jason smiled and ended his call with Stella.
It turns out that the Mount Casey battle was over, and as he was leaving Jason called Stella and asked her to send out Coffin Craster’s men to come over to Mount Casey and clean up the battlefield.
In any case, there were eight bodies in the clearing halfway up Mount Casey, and it was necessary to dispose of them.
Otherwise it would have caused a bit of a shock if it had been discovered.
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Three days later.
Jason has largely recovered from his injuries and the scars on his epidermis have healed, and in the last few days while he recuperates he has been hardening his own Grand Vajra Realm Physique.
However, the tempering of the physique itself was an extremely slow process, and Jason was in no hurry.
On the contrary, in the past few days, Jason found that Old Mr. Miller’s behavior was a bit abnormal, always running towards Darcey’s room, and as long as Darcey came back after being busy, he would stick to him with his face, and he didn’t know what he was doing.
Jason’s heart is a bit puzzled, a bad idea surged to the heart, thinking that this brazen old man would not run to do Darcey’s ideological work, right? Let’s say let Darcey and his own early sleep together, give birth to a big fat baby and so on.
With Old Mr. Miller’s virtue, such a thing is not out of the question.
On this particular day, around eleven-thirty, Darcey came back from her class and she opened the door to the backyard and pulled out some clothes to hang out.
Old Mr. Miller, who was sitting in the backyard, saw it, and his whole body was instantly refreshed, and he immediately stood up and said with a smile, “Darcey, you’re back.”
“Uh, back.”
Darcey smiled sweetly in response.
“Let’s get on with it then.” Old Mr. Miller grinned and immediately walked over to the backyard on Darcey’s side of the house and followed Darcey inside.
Jason inside the house is naturally aware of the movement, he couldn’t hold back the curiosity in his heart, determined to find out, at that moment he also quietly walked to the backyard of Darcey’s house, and then leaned on the edge of the backyard door to listen to the side ear.
On first listen, he was a little skeptical of life, and vaguely heard a burst of English coming from within this room.
First Darcey says a series of English words and phrases, then Old Mr. Miller follows in style.
Jason vaguely heard some English phrases like “fist”, “old man”, and “blow up”.
“This old man is learning English?”
As this thought flashed by, Jason subconsciously raised his eyes towards the edge of the sky, wanting to see if the sun had come out of the west today.
It doesn’t make sense. He’s already 70 years old. What’s the point of learning English?
Are you trying to keep up with the times and the world?
Jason is really full of questions.