A few minutes later, Shuiyue, having absorbed the demonic qi, let out a dying groan and convulsed violently on the floor.
Then his body arched upward like a bow. The muscles all over his body split from the strain, and his face twisted in agony.
Just as his body seemed about to snap, the pain suddenly vanished. Soaked in sweat like mud, Shuiyue lay on the floor, gasping heavily, before finally opening his eyes after a long while.
Weakly raising a hand, he rubbed the wound on his head and found that it had mostly healed, leaving only a centipede-like scar.
"You're finally awake. You nearly fell into a Heart Demon just now."
Turning around, Shuiyue saw a blurry shadow standing beside him, a hand filled with demonic qi pressed against his body.
After studying it for a while, Shuiyue softly asked, "Black..."
"It's me." The demonic shadow spoke with the grating sound of metal scraping against stone, making one's hair stand on end and goosebumps erupt all over. "My physical body is still being suppressed by Water Virtue Star Lord, so I could only escape in Primordial Spirit form. Fortunately, our Heavenly Demon Sect techniques are special. Otherwise, I would've been finished again."
With a weary smile, Shuiyue asked, "You came here just like this? Aren't you afraid someone will discover that you're a Demonic Cultivator and report you?"
"My salary hasn't all been paid yet, and neither has my bonus. They won't. Once the Dreamscape is complete, I'll be leaving too, so it doesn't matter."
"You took out loans and then planned to run? That really is a Demonic Cultivator's style. What did you stuff into me? How did it suppress my Heart Demon?"
"A Heavenly Demon Seed."
"What's the price?"
"Don't worry about the price. I'll pay