The Healer Demands Payment!

Chapter 61 - Pei Mufeng

“I am not a medical cultivator yet, but I also want to become one.” Sikong Xing put down the porcelain bowl containing the sweet rice wine and said seriously, “So, I’m following Meng Qiqi to participate in the Medical Cultivator Conference.”

Pei Mufeng nodded. He was not a talkative person and a sword cultivator on top of it, so it was really hard to find a conversation topic with two girls.

Meng Qi was not much better. The two sat opposite each other and had nothing to speak about for a long time. Fortunately, there was Sikong Xing there. Otherwise, the atmosphere would be very awkward.

“Huh?” Sikong Xing was sitting with her cheek rested on her arm, watching the scenery outside while describing what she saw to Meng Qi. She suddenly patted Meng Qi’s arm and pointed to the east direction of the city: “Flames are burning on the sky over there. Is that a firework?” As she spoke, Sikong Xing squinted her eyes: “No! That’s from outside the city, and that’s not a firework, but the light from a spell!”

Sikong Xing was a fourth-rank demon cultivator, equivalent to the Nascent Soul in human cultivation rank. Her five senses were much sharper than Meng Qi. Meng Qi looked in the direction she pointed, only to faintly see some lights flashed on the horizon.

“Someone is making the lights.” Sikong Xing said, “Shall we go and see?”

“It’s in the direction of the conference’s venue.” A sharp light flashed in Pei Mufeng’s eyes. “I have to go.” He grabbed the sword-shaped lantern placed on the side and stood up.

Meng Qi and Sikong Xing also stood up. Sikong Xing was a little excited. “Meng Qiqi, let’s go take a look.”

“Be careful and follow me.” Pei Mufeng said. He took out another second-grade spirit stone and threw it in front of the waiter.

“Let’s go.” Pei Mufeng raised his hand. The next moment, the three of them were outside the window, standing on a long sword and flying past the Xingluo City towards the direction of the lights.

The sword flew extremely fast, but it was very stable. The night sky’s wind seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, completely unable to get to them.

Meng Qi squinted her eyes slightly. The scene in front of her was somewhat familiar, evoking a sense of nostalgia

The group of three quickly flew past the high walls surrounding Xingluo City. The area below them gradually became dark. The long sword cut through the night sky and increased its speed.

Now that they were much closer, Meng Qi could see that the lights were flashing intermittently. Smokes of various colors occasionally flashed under the light’s shadow. They were indeed man-made.

Between the lights’ interval, there was a long sword swiped across. It was obvious that the person was also a sword cultivator.

“Be careful.” Pei Mufeng helped Meng Qi and Sikong Xing get off, then the sword became smaller and finally floated next to him, shining coldly.

“Pavilion Master.” In the darkness, two men in tight brown robes rushed over them. They first saluted Pei Mufeng, then quickly glanced at Meng Qi and Sikong Xing.

“Let’s stay a bit further.” Meng Qi pulled Sikong Xing’s arm and led her to the side. After a certain distance, Sikong Xing exclaimed in a low voice, “Pavilion master? Meng Qiqi, is that Pei Mufeng actually the master of Xingluo Pavilion? That pavilion master who promised to enter the Starfallen Sea for ten years?!” Sikong Xing’s eyes were wide open with astonishment. “He is actually so young.”

“Yeah.” After a bit of hesitation, Meng Qi nodded.

Pei Mufeng didn’t hide his name from them and probably didn’t have any intention to conceal his identity from the beginning. After all, his name was widely-known in Three Thousand Worlds. Not many cultivators, especially sword cultivators, who never heard the name ‘Pei Mufeng.’