Another World: Loser's Counterattack

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Walking to Lan Feng's room, he knocked the door, and very quickly, Lan Feng's voice came out. Pushing open the door, he discovered that Bohn was also there, but Lan Feng was not there.

After greeting Bohn, Yu Nai took the opportunity to look at Lan Feng's room. The style was a little dark and gloomy, different styles from the room he was currently in, but it was very compatible with Lan Feng's temperament.

"Young Master is currently bathing, Young Master can sit and wait." Bohn slowly said as he raised his head to look at the other closed door.

"Oh. "Alright." Yu Nai sat down on the chair and continued to look at Lan Feng's room boringly.

The two of them did not speak, and the atmosphere became awkward. Just as Yu Nai was thinking about what he should talk about, the bathroom door opened from the inside, and Lan Feng walked out.

He did not have the dripping hair he had imagined, nor the blurred vision of his eyes after taking a bath. He wore a set of neat black clothes on his body and looked no different from usual.

Yu Nai couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart. Wasn't it said that a beautiful man coming out from the bath would make people unable to control him?

"Nai is looking for me?" Lan Feng sat down behind the desk and looked at Yu Nai who was sitting opposite to him.

Yu Nai nodded: "I would like to ask, if you really want to return to Mortal Realm, would it take a year?"

"Why did Nai think about returning to the Mortal Realm?"

Yu Nai sighed slightly, then explained how he went into the Spirit Realm. In the end, he added: "People like me who don't have Root Bone should never stay here, so it's better for me to leave as soon as possible."

Lan Feng nodded his head: "As it turns out, people can only use Mortal Realm and teleportation channels once a year because of this."

Yu Nai's face immediately fell: Then Lan Feng, do you know any place that requires people to do odd jobs? So he really had to stay in this damned place for a year before he could go out. It was not because Yu Nai said that Spirit Realm were bad, but someone like him was not suitable here, and Mortal Realm were more suitable.

"Why do you ask?"

Yu Nai scratched his head, looking a little awkward: "I have to support myself during this year."

A flash of light flashed past Lan Feng's eyes, it was not fast enough to disappear, so Yu Nai lowered his head and did not see it.

"Nai can stay here forever, and if Nai wants to continue staying in the Spirit Realm, I can also help you."

"Continue to stay in the Spirit Realm?" Yu Nai suddenly raised his head, looking a little surprised.

Lan Feng nodded: "That's right, I can help you recreate your Root Bone, but the process is a bit painful."

"Recast Root Bone?"

"Yes, although many people's Root Bone were decided upon when they were born, they could still be formed after birth. However, they would need the assistance of elixirs and other miraculous cultivation scrolls, not to mention that those pills are very difficult to refine, but the cultivation technique has been lost for a long time, so no one has ever tried it."

Yu Nai's eyes dimmed down again.

The corner of Lan Feng's mouth curved slightly: But if Nai wanted to, then I had unintentionally gotten that scroll once, and as for the supplementary medicine, I can look for it too.

Yu Nai opened his mouth slightly, but did not expect himself to be so lucky, and was unable to react in time.

Looking at the dazed Yu Nai, Lan Feng was not anxious at all. He only looked at him quietly, waiting for him to finish digesting before continuing: "Then, Nai, what do you think?"

What did he mean?

Yu Nai sank into deep thought. If he had truly recreated the Root Bone, then he could have also cultivated. At that time, the world he was facing was a completely different world.

Seeing the hesitation in Yu Nai's eyes, Lan Feng laughed: "You can consider it carefully, after all, once you decide, you cannot turn back, and cultivation is not the same path that you took in the past."

Yu Nai stayed silent for a long while, before replying in a low voice, "Alright, let me think."