Three figures, three Sunlight cultivators, each one far from weak.
The red-haired woman wound a strand of her own hair around her finger, endlessly circling it as she slowly said, "Senior Brother Ji, is that newcomer still coming? Why does it seem to me like he doesn't really want to come?"
If he had been willing to come, he should have shown himself long ago. He would not have remained nowhere to be seen until now.
"What newcomer do we need? I'm strong and sturdy enough—could it be I can't satisfy a Jiuse all by myself?" the bare-chested man said.
Flames flared in the eyes of the red-haired woman called Jiuse. She turned to the man and said coldly, "Liehuo, don't force me to tear your mouth apart!"
Liehuo was completely unconcerned, merely chuckling. "I'd never bear to tear your mouth apart. I'd only tear off your clothes!"
"You really are courting death!" Jiuse cried through gritted teeth, her entire body bursting into flames.
"Enough!" Ji Boyun suddenly said coldly. "Let us begin."
He had a headache whenever these two got together. It always ended like this. Liehuo's coveting of Jiuse was utterly undisguised; more than once, right in front of her, he had declared that sooner or later he would get her into his bed. Jiuse, meanwhile, was the sort to explode at the slightest spark. This was a common flaw among Fire Element cultivators—their temperaments tended to be rather irascible.
If they had not needed to join forces against the Sunflame Beast King this time, he would never have cooperated with the two of them.
At his words, Jiuse finally withdrew her Magic Power. She shot Liehuo a vicious glare and began, "That newcomer..."
"If he does not wish to come, then forget him. We did not count