Wang Qi actually had some impression of the face before him. This Core Formation Cultivator was, astonishingly, the first Ancient Method Cultivator he and Mi had fought after following Lian Xinjie and Lian Xinling to Linghuang Island. He was even a Core Formation... What was his name again? Jia something...
Golden Core cultivators possessed powerful memories; even a fleeting glimpse could be remembered. But Wang Qi had always treasured his mental capacity. Aside from deliberately relaxing his mind, he rarely retained trivial matters. And this cultivator before him was merely at the Core Formation stage, with no bearing on his mission. Wang Qi had almost completely forgotten him.
If not for the obscure spiritual energy fluctuation on Jia Chenglie's body, indicating that he carried the primitive God Plague Curse within him, Wang Qi might not even have remembered him.
More than half a year had passed. With Wang Qi and the top team of Shenzhou behind him driving its development, the God Plague Curse had already been updated through several generations. Sensing the primitive, crude technique on Jia Chenglie's body, Wang Qi could not help sighing. "Time really flies."
When Jia Chenglie found Wang Qi, his tone had been anything but polite. He tossed out, "Elder Xu is examining you again. Keep up," then turned and left without looking back. Wang Qi could only pretend his steps were unsteady, as though he had not recovered from a serious illness, and reluctantly follow. Before long, the two reached Xinglin Tower. Jia Chenglie casually pointed at an entrance. "Go in through that little door. Walk straight ahead. The elder is waiting for you there." Then he went straight into a bamboo grove before Xinglin Tower and began practicing a set of Spring and Autumn Wind and Moon View with rigid, meticulous movements.