The Healer Demands Payment!

Chapter 8 - Soul Oath

Translation: Aerial Rain Translation (aerialrain.com) by koffeam

The white-robed man inside the flame curtain glanced lightly in Meng Qi's direction. His lips slightly arched, raising his long eyebrows with a smile, yet not a smile. It seemed that he knew that the cultivator in front of him was making a record, but didn't seem to be care in the slightest.

Meng Qi stared at the man. His appearance and bearing were a bit similar, but somehow different.

His facial features ...

Meng Qi's eyes slowly examined the man's face.

Very alike.

His gesture was also so lazy, similar to her Master. However, unlike Master, this white tiger sovereign's eyes were too indifferent. It was as if glancing into the waterfall Meng Qi saw before. Very cold and devoid of any emotion.

Her Master was not like that. Even when he smiled so lazily, his eyes looking at her weren't at all cold, but bright and warm like the bright stars in the night sky and the spring's warm sunshine. Master was also the best looking person Meng Qi had ever seen.

Before Meng Qi fully returning from her reminiscence, the scene inside the flame curtain changed again. Probably knowing that he couldn't escape from the white-robed man, the elder suddenly stopped fleeing. Fentian Palace was a large cultivation sect, and the elder himself already reached the Spirit Severing stage. Even the strength of his detached primordial spirit was equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator-already much stronger than Qingfeng Valley's sect leader.

The elder quickly made a hand seal. In an instant, a raging flame blazed, covering the sky and burning the earth.

Meng Qi's eyes widened in surprise. It wasn't her first time seeing the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Nevertheless, seeing the raging flame that seemed to swallow everything in its wake was still shocking.

Chu Tianfeng clenched his fists in excitement. "This is one of Fentian Palace's three great forbidden spells, the Flame Red Lotus." He whispered to Meng Qi. "At its greatest strength, the ninth realm, this spell can burn anything on earth, destroying its surrounding into ashes. It can even harm a cultivator at the Great Ascension stage. Devouring their spiritual aura and reducing their cultivation."

Ninth realm...

Meng Qi lightly glanced at Chu Tianfeng. The so-called forbidden spells weren't called that because they were forbidden to use, but because of their overwhelming strength and the insane amount of spiritual aura needed to activate it. For example, when a Nascent Soul cultivator used a fourth-realm forbidden spell, their aura would practically be drained in just one usage. However, the destructive power was equally incredible. So powerful that sometimes, even the caster themselves would not be able to control it.

If a forbidden spell from a great sect like Fentian Palace really reached the ninth realm, then as Chu Tianfeng said, it would even be able to harm a Great Ascension cultivator. Therefore, this kind of spell was called forbidden to warn the sect members of its danger and prevent them from using it casually.

Moreover, there was another problem. To promote the realm of a spell, one had to use it repeatedly. But a spell that drained so much spiritual aura obviously couldn't be practiced easily, making it extremely hard to reach the ninth realm.

Meng Qi herself was not a fan of these powerful spells. Especially after being influenced by her master's teaching, she learned that even low-level medicines and spells have their own's strength.

Keeping all those thoughts to herself, Meng Qi once again focused her eyes on the scene inside the flame curtain. The raging flames overwhelmed the entire area, yet the white-robed man still looked so relaxed and indifferent. Fentian Palace's elder turned around, coldly smiling. The next moment, the flame quickly rushed forward, trying to engulf the other man in its blaze.