Father Ye Wentian had passed away two years ago. He had no memory of his mother.,After the bell rang for class dismissal, Ye Mo's first thing wasn't to go to the teacher, but to rush out of school. He needed to find a place to see if his... was really impotent. 。Luckily, there wasn't much else around Ninghai University, but the small alley was different. Ye Mo hurried into a secluded and deserted alley, pulling his hat down low. 。,Ye Mo immediately felt disheartened again because in this world, where spiritual energy was so thin, cultivating to the third level of Qi Refining would be an arduous task. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to achieve it in his entire lifetime. In that case, he would still be equivalent to a eunuch.。