This person was none other than Qi Yu.
At this moment, she endured the searing pain and swiftly took a Healing Pill from her robes, swallowing it before circulating her true essence to activate its medicinal power.
A moment later, some color returned to her face. She raised her head to look at Chen Qing. "We're old friends, yet you really showed no mercy."
Chen Qing truly had not held back with that spear strike. Had Qi Yu's cultivation not improved since her time in Blackwater Abyss Prison, and had her reaction not been a fraction quicker, that unexpected strike might very well have sent her to Yellow Springs.
Even so, stormy waves still churned in her heart.
How long had it been?
And Chen Qing's strength had already grown this quickly!
She had originally believed that, with the Demonic Sect's resources and secret arts, her cultivation had advanced at astonishing speed. Yet compared with Chen Qing's nearly monstrous progress, she still seemed to lag behind by a step.
"Old friends?"
Chen Qing shook his head. The Jingzhe Spear in his hand remained lowered, but his qi fluctuation faintly locked onto Qi Yu. "I'm not old friends with anyone from the Demonic Sect. Besides, would old friends follow me around so sneakily?"
Entangling himself too deeply with the Demonic Sect would bring endless trouble. He understood that better than anyone.
"Hmph, don't forget—you learned my Sacred Gate's Supernatural Skill Secret Technique, the Concentric Demon Seeding Great Law."
Qi Yu snorted coldly. "Doesn't that count as a bond of incense offerings?"
Chen Qing's expression did not change in the slightest, his gaze sharp as lightning. "You followed me just to say that? What exactly do you want?"
As he spoke, his divine sense had already spread through the surroundings like spilled