The Healer Demands Payment!

Chapter 134

“…” Meng Qi raised her eyes and stared blankly at Ji Wujiong. The black-robed man, however, didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed. After remaining silent for a moment, she finally took out a small brocade bag from her storage pouch. “You want profound-grade spirit stones?”

“Yes,” Having repeated the same process several times, Ji Wujiong became even more straightforward. “My cultivation base is in the Void Comprehending stage, remember? For me, eighth, ninth-grade spirit stones are unusable.”

Right. A Void Comprehending cultivator was already considered a powerhouse in Three Realms. So here came the question: Why would such a powerful man be lacking spirit stones? These thoughts flashed through Meng Qi’s mind, but she wisely kept them to herself.

Ji Wujiong took the brocade bag and stored it away, “I know, I know. I already owed you a lot of spirit stones. Don’t worry, I will pay you back together.”

“Let’s go then.” He waited for Meng Qi at the door and walked out together.

…

Jingyuetian, like most sects in the Three Thousand Worlds, was located outside Jingyue City. As the two of them strode forward, Ji Wujiong suddenly asked. “Do you know why Jingyuetian is called the number one spell sect?”

Meng Qi was now a Nascent Soul cultivator. With her improved speed, she could walk alongside Ji Wujiong, matching his pace with no difficulty. When she heard his question, she shook her head and casually responded, “Because their spell techniques are powerful?”

“You could say that,” Ji Wujiong replied. “In Three Thousand Worlds, Jingyuetian probably has the most complete ancient legacies among other sects.”

“Hmm?” Meng Qi couldn’t help but turn her head to look at Ji Wujiong. This was the first time she had heard of such a claim.

“You didn’t know?” Ji Wujiong raised the corner of his lips, looking somewhat proud. “Any sect with the names of the sun (Ri), moon (Yue), and star (Xing) descended from ancient sects.”

“Then… is Xingluo Pavilion the same?” Meng Qi asked.1

“Yes,” Ji Wujiong nodded. “However, Xingluo Pavilion’s legacy is far less complete than Jingyuetian’s.”

“I see,” Meng Qi nodded again.

“In fact, the so-called legacy is barely considered the foundation of a sect,” Ji Wujiong continued. “During the ancient times, there were countless powerful forces in the Three Realms, and the spell techniques were much more abundant than they are now. There were various schools of cultivation methods, and sects of all kinds were established one after another, resulting in fierce competitions.”

“Yeah.” Meng Qi nodded, “So, what happened later? Now sword cultivation, spell cultivation, and medical cultivation are the majority, and your branch of array cultivation is almost unheard of. Did something happen?”

Ji Wujiong gave her a sideways glance. This girl was very attentive when listening to his stories and would answer his questions obediently. As her master, this well-behaved attitude of hers was indeed very pleasant.

But what did she mean by ‘your branch of array cultivation’?!

“Don’t forget; you are also an array cultivator, Meng Qi.” Raising his eyebrows, Ji Wujiong said with an irritated tone. He then casually took out an eighth-grade spirit stone from his storage pouch and flicked it forward with a finger. The spirit stone emitted a surge of spiritual aura, resembling a shooting star with a long tail, cutting through the quiet of the night. Wherever the spirit stone passed, countless small silhouettes appeared in the night breeze.