Zhang Youwei and the Netherworld Soldiers carried out the military order with meticulous precision. Even after Yue Jiba breathed his last, they stabbed him hundreds more times, only sounding the gong to withdraw once his flesh had been reduced to an unrecognizable pulp and there was nowhere left to strike.
After withdrawing the troops, Zhang Youwei handed Xiao Chen a map made of black beast hide.
"Spirit Dragon Fruit?" Xiao Chen took the map, and his heart trembled.
Qiongqi had been severely wounded and had fallen into slumber. His soul was dissipating bit by bit, and only the Spirit Dragon Fruit could save him.
He had originally been fretting over where to find a Spirit Dragon Fruit, yet Liu Sanji had sent word so quickly.
It was clear that Liu Sanji had truly taken this matter to heart!
"That's right. After Chicken Lord returned to the Netherworld, he immediately mobilized people to search for the Spirit Dragon Fruit. In the end, he obtained news of it through a local earth deity! According to that earth deity, traces of the Spirit Dragon Fruit had once been discovered at Black Dragon Mountain! This map records its approximate location!" Zhang Youwei said.
"Black Dragon Mountain?" Upon hearing that name, Xiao Chen suddenly thought of Hei Meier, whom he had lost contact with for some time. She came from Black Dragon Mountain and belonged to the Dragon Clan. He wondered whether she had any connection to Black Dragon Mountain!
"Mei'er, Moli, it's been so long since I last saw you. I really do miss you! I wonder if you've been well?"
Two graceful figures surfaced in Xiao Chen's mind. One had a fiery figure and seductive charm, while the other possessed delicate beauty untouched by the dust of the mortal world!
Though Hei Meier