496 Chapter 481 Necroscience_2
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"Ah—"
Lu Ming's shout was abruptly cut off as he quickly covered his mouth with both hands.
The cry came to an abrupt halt and was not discovered by other Corpse cultivators.
Mo Hua picked up the teapot on the table, poured herself a cup of tea, sniffed it, found that it was of poor quality but devoid of blood or fishy smell, just regular tea, so she took a sip, smacked her lips, and then asked Lu Ming,
"What are you blaming me for?"
The voice was crisp and familiar.
Lu Ming, with his nerves somewhat settled, looked closely and recognized that it was Mo Hua, then slowly relaxed.
It was a person, a "familiar face", not a ghost, nor a corpse.
Lu Ming leaned back against the wall, gasping for breath.
Seeing Mo Hua, Lu Ming was somewhat surprised, but not entirely unexpected.
He had seen Mo Hua before in the Corpse Mine.
Any Formation Master who had real talent and skill would be wooed by the Lu Family.
Mo Hua was no exception.
But he still hadn't anticipated that Mo Hua's status could be so high, to the point of being able to enter the Corpse Mine, not be required to engage in Corpse Refinement, be treated extremely well, and even be able to chat and laugh freely with the Lu Family Head.
Even many Elders of the Lu Family did not enjoy such treatment.
What he didn't understand was why Mo Hua would sneak into his room unnoticed.
Lu Ming wanted to ask, but didn't dare.
A Cultivator who was favored and well-treated by the Family Head, no matter how young, was not someone he, once a mere disciple of the Lu Family and now a small Corpse cultivator in the Corpse Mine, could question.
He also didn't dare not to answer the questions Mo Hua asked him.
Lu Ming hesitated, then murmured,
"If it weren't for you... I wouldn't have been... sent in here..."
Mo Hua took another sip of tea, nodded, and understood.
Back in the mines, Lu Ming had told her some affairs of the Lu Family.
Even though he later reported this matter to the Lu Family Head, his actions were still considered loose-lipped.
Thus, he was punished and sent to the Corpse Mine to become a Corpse cultivator.
Lu Ming wasn't too bad as a person, but not too good either.
He probably couldn't accept something like Corpse Refinement, but he had no choice but to accept it due to his circumstances.
So, he went about his days with a numb expression, like a Walking Corpse, only daring to vent some of his emotions when alone at night.
Mo Hua thought for a moment, then suddenly asked,
"How is your Corpse Refinement coming along?"
Lu Ming was taken aback, not knowing why Mo Hua would ask such a question, but still reluctantly answered,
"Average..."
"Have you refined a corpse yet?"
"Not yet... I've only followed other Corpse cultivators, learning some of the knowledge of Corpse Refinement..."
Mo Hua's eyes lit up slightly, "How well have you learned?"
"Alright..."
Lu Ming said evasively.
Mo Hua took out a small piece of paper, coughed, and said seriously,
"Then I shall test you."
Lu Ming was startled, "Why?"
Mo Hua frowned, "I'm testing you to see if you have the desire to improve. If you learn well, I will speak well of you to the Family Head, and maybe get you promoted in the future."
Mo Hua bluffed casually.
Lu Ming was somewhat baffled by the trickery, but still asked,
"Why?"
Mo Hua clicked her tongue, "We have met once before, and it's because of me that you entered the mine and became a Corpse cultivator..."
"I wouldn't care if I didn't know, but now that I do, I naturally want to find a way to give you some benefits, to compensate you."
"Oh..."
Lu Ming found it logical, yet it also seemed... illogical.