Mo Yan counted the pokeballs that the Geng Gui collected and found that there were a total of 17 pokeballs. Most of these were not the Hanazaki siblings' own sprites.
As soon as he gave these pokeballs to Miss Joey, there were already a few trainers who happily came over to ask for more pokeballs.
Mo Yan naturally accepted their sincere thanks.
"Mo Yan, do you know the Hanazaki family?" Miss Joey asked in a serious tone after quickly dealing with the trainers.
"Are you suddenly asking this because of those two people?"
Mo Yan knew what Miss Joey was worried about. The Hanazaki siblings did have a background in the Alliance, and it wasn't a small one.
The Hanazaki family had an old Heavenly King who was the current head of the family, Hanazaki Luo. He was the current Heavenly King of Grass in Fangyuan District.
Hanazaki Mori and Hanazaki Kui were the direct third generation of the family. They were Hanazaki Luo's grandchildren.
Unfortunately, other than the head of the family, the rest of the Hanazaki family were very mediocre. They were all trying to drag the old man down.
Looking at the Hanazaki siblings' style of doing things, it was hard to imagine that their grandfather was the Heavenly King of Fangyuan District.
In his previous life, after Hanazaki Luo fell, the Hanazaki family quickly fell. The Hanazaki siblings even became bounty hunters and were hired to assassinate others.
Thinking about this, Mo Yan nodded at Miss Joey who wanted to say something, indicating that he would pay attention to his safety.
This matter was the Hanazaki siblings' fault. If it was exposed, it would tarnish the family's reputation.
Therefore, it was impossible to find trouble openly. He could only do something in the dark.
But when it came to things in the dark, who was Mo Yan afraid of?
… …
When they got back to their room, George pulled Mark aside and told him not to be so impulsive all the time, blabbering on and on.
Mark sat on the sofa like a withered cat. He didn't say a word and would occasionally glance at Mo Yan.
Save me!
Mo Yan ignored Mark. Seeing that George had said everything he needed to say, he turned around and went back to his study.
Mo Yan flipped the notebook upside down and sorted out the current sprite level.
High-level elite: Soroilhac, Marsala, Geng Gui
Middle-elite: Heruga, Alidos, Shakira
(Beginner Elite): Megalodon, Moon Elf, Mongonaia
Breed: Little Dark Crows
Pet: Pichu (Combat power negligible)
Apart from Little Dark Crow and Pichu, the elves' basic strength was divided into three echelons. Apart from Marsala's high level, the other elves' strength followed the length of time they had been tamed.
This was the advantage of having a high talent. There was no one in the team who was holding them back, and their strength had been steadily improving.
Well, it was a bit of an exaggeration to say that it was steady. After all, almost all of them had their own special encounters, which was why they could break through so quickly.
Yes, very soon!
Mo Yan's sprite seemed to be on steroids at the elite-level, which required a lot of preparation. This speed was inconceivable in the eyes of others.
But the truth was, they had indeed eaten "hormones", all kinds of hormones.
However, at present, the strength of the elves had mostly stabilized. Soroilhac and Geng Gui had not broken through for long, and it was almost impossible for them to improve in a short period of time.
Alidos and Shakira were the same. Both of them were still at the stage of stabilizing their strength.
The Megalodon had just obtained the water energy crystal, but the effect had not been seen yet. However, Mo Yan always remembered that the Rainbow Feather still lacked the Water God's trial.
Could it be that the Water God would not come to the Fangyuan District, so it had been put aside? Mo Yan could not help but think.
Heruga, Mongonaia, and Moon Elf's accumulation was not enough. If there was no such thing as an energy crystal, then they could only slowly grind.
In the end, there was only Marsala left. In fact, Mo Yan did not attach as much importance to it as the other elves.
First, it was because its level had already reached the elite level, so it naturally needed more time to accumulate. It would be difficult for it to change significantly in a short period of time.
Second, it was because a crying child would have milk to drink.
Marsala was not young. Compared to Mo Yan's current team, which was on the younger side, Marsala was already considered a mature adult.
In addition, Marsala usually ignored everyone, causing Mo Yan to sometimes forget to take care of it, and its intimacy level could not be increased.
Why would trainers rather spend a lot of time and energy to cultivate young elves than directly subdue powerful wild elves?
It was because intimacy level and binding power were too difficult to increase, but this kind of invisible power became more and more important as one progressed.
During this period of time, Mo Yan had been traveling with Marsala, and then he discovered something that was somewhat heart-wrenching.
Marsala was actually preparing to break through on her own!
Without asking for his help, Marsala chose to complete the upgrade on her own, which made Mo Yan feel very uncomfortable.
On one hand, he blamed himself for not discovering the state of the elves in time as a trainer, and on the other hand, he was depressed because the elves did not trust him.
Marsala was an extremely arrogant elf. Even in the wild, it was a hunter at the top of the food chain.
Mo Yan did not attach importance to it, but it did not mean that Marsala would give up on becoming stronger. It would even work harder to prove itself.
"From now on, let's focus on Marsala's cultivation!" Mo Yan thought, and at the same time drew a circle around the three words "Marsala".
The next day, the three of them officially set out for the Sand Arc Forest.
After entering the Forest, the three of them sent out an elf each as usual. They were Chirulian, Marsala, and the ten thousand year old husky Abbo-monster.
There were very few elves in the front part of the Sand Arc Forest. After all, there had been trainers coming to explore during this period of time. The three of them did not delay and ran straight into the depths.
After seeing Mo Yan's explosive strength, even if they encountered a quasi-heavenly king level elf, the two of them were not afraid, so the three of them did not hesitate.
Go in a straight line!
Marsala was the main attacker, Chirulian was the support, and Abbo-monster was the same as Mark. It usually did not attack.
Marsala's strength was undeniable. Although her level did not increase after being subdued, her physical fitness, skills, battle awareness, and other aspects had improved a lot.
Moreover, once the high-level elite-level aura was released, the effect of clearing monsters was really good. Occasionally, there would be one or two ignorant ones, but they would be taken down by Marsala.
Soon, they came to the depths of the Sand Arc Forest and met the first elite-level elf, Freetos!
Other than being restrained by fire four times, Freetos' resistance could be said to be excellent, and its physical defense was also surprisingly high.
However, Freetos still did not cause any big hindrance to Marsala. The freezing wind slowed down, and Freetos was taken down in a short while.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yan felt that it was really not easy to help Marsala break through.
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