The Healer Demands Payment!

Chapter 118

Meng Qi raised her head and glanced at the center of the black clouds. The silver knife in her hand began to dance around. Now a Golden Core cultivator, Meng Qis movement was far speedier than the time she had just met Sikong Xing. The two of them shared a tacit understanding. Despite having no idea what Meng Qi was going to do, Sikong Xing still followed her without hesitation.

Sikong Xings eyes followed the blurry blue figure that was Meng Qi. The silver knife danced freely on the ground, splashing soil around, accompanied by flashes of aura.

Qin Xiumo exchanged a look with Chu Tianfeng. He then walked to Xu Zijuns side and said to the young sword cultivator, We will handle the two golden snakes. One for each of us.

Okay. Xu Zijun nodded. He joined the team when he was preparing to enter the Starfallen Sea himself. Although they only got along for a few days, the many battles they went through together quickly blended him into the team, especially with Qin Xiumo, with whom he shared the most tacit understanding. As sword cultivators, the two of them took the role of the groups vanguards, attacking enemies in tandem as they charged forward.

Among the younger generation of Xingluo Pavilion, Xu Zijun was second only after Pei Mufeng. His talent in swordsmanship was extremely outstanding, and having someone ahead who was not only more talented but also very diligent meant that he had never felt complacent or slacked off. And it was precisely for this reason that Xu Zijun understood how precious his experience in Starfallen Sea this time was. He had only known these people for a few days, yet they cooperated so well that he never hesitated to hand over his back to his teammates, fully understanding that they would never betray his expectation.

—Especially after Meng Qi appeared, which suddenly seemed to give the team a new backbone, making them even more cohesive.

Xu Zijun made his move. With a loud clang, he and Qin Xiumos natal sword cut through the air, aiming toward the two golden snakes.

Xu Zijun made his move. With a loud clang, he and Qin Xiumos natal sword cut through the air, aiming toward the two golden snakes.

Behind them, Su Junmos eyes fell onto the distant figure as he released his primordial spirit mid-air. As knowledgeable as Su Junmo was, he was extremely nervous seeing an ancient inheritance of the Demon Realm — a legend that had been lost for thousands of years — suddenly appear in such a place.

It was something he accidentally read in a very old record, which said that any snake could turn into a dragon when they were united. The power of the first strike after the transformation was earth-shattering, even above the attack of the royal clan Azure Dragon of the same rank.

Su Junmo looked at the still-busy Meng Qi, then looked up at the black clouds hanging in the sky. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Ji Wujiong, who was standing beside him. The black-robed young man was also looking at Meng Qi. The smile on his face slowly receded as a mixture of expressions — shock, disbelief, but also excitement — flashed in his eyes.

Su Junmo took a deep breath. In just but a moment, countless thoughts flashed in his mind.

Was it him?

Su Junmos eyes fell on Ji Wujiongs intact left face, which showed a handsome countenance not lost even to the Lords. It was such a contrast to the right side of his face, made particularly terrifying by three scars that oozed out a black aura. Most importantly, however, this man had once summoned a celestial demon phoenix via his array.

It must be known that their demon races royal clans were never willing to submit to other cultivators. According to ancient books, even the top powers during the golden age of arrays could not summon the royal demons.