I was startled. Mei Yao could see the patterns by which innate spiritual energy flowed—patterns invisible to everyone else—so she must have had a reason for suddenly saying that. I asked, "What do you mean? Explain it in detail. How did he come to absorb the Heaven-Connecting Demonic Qi?"
The old man Feng Zhen's expression shifted slightly. He gritted his teeth and stared at Mei Yao. "Who exactly are you!?"
Mei Yao thought for a moment, then shook her head. "It seems that's not quite right. He's using the Heaven-Connecting Demonic Qi to eliminate the poison from your six spiritual roots, Brother Yitian. It's very slow, but he really is guiding the thin Heaven-Connecting Demonic Qi here!"
I drew a deep breath and suddenly became very interested in the old man Feng Zhen. "Old Man Feng, you really did have some fortuitous encounter. Tell me, how are you using this Heaven-Connecting Demonic Qi to eliminate my Earth Poison?"
"Why should I tell you?" Feng Zhen looked at Mei Yao uncertainly, seemingly aware that there was no way to hide it from my eyes.
I thought for a moment, then said, "You've harmed Xianli and me several times, and you've tried to kill us more than once. But we've given as good as we've gotten. How about this? As long as you tell me how you did it, I'll let you go. What do you say?"
Hearing this, Old Man Feng glanced at Mei Yao. At that moment, Mei Yao was about to approach him and study him more closely. The old man let out a strange cry in alarm, frightening Mei Yao into hurriedly hiding behind me.
I smiled helplessly at Mei Yao's timidness. I was just about to torment the tactless Feng Zhen a little when the old man