Turning the Tables

Inside a cave dwelling somewhere on Qiyuan Island.

Huo Yong wrote several lines of tiny characters on a special sheet of green paper, then placed it over a candle burning with green flames and set it alight.

Only after finishing all this did he let out a long breath. "Now the three Lightning Spiritual Root cultivators have finally been gathered. Add Dream Weaver Fairy, who has quite a few treasures on her, and Thunder Devouring Ancestor should be satisfied this time, right?"

Beside him stood a dignified, handsome man in his forties wearing short armor. He was Liu Chenjun, vice president of the Changsong Association.

Yet Liu Chenjun said with deep concern, "Big Brother, Meng Yi and Lu Dong are one thing. They are both independent cultivators, so even if they die, few people will care.

"But Zhu Tianlei is an elder of the Nu Tao Sect, and his master is True Lord Shushi of the Nu Tao Sect. If anything happens to him, the Nu Tao Sect definitely will not let this go. Once this matter is over, I fear none of us will be able to return to Qiyuan Island."

Hearing this, Huo Yong sighed as well. "There is no other way. Thunder Devouring Ancestor is seriously injured and urgently needs to devour Lightning Spiritual Root cultivators to recover.

"They must be Core Formation Cultivators, and he needs them so urgently. We could only risk calling Zhu Tianlei over.

"Alas, our brothers simply had rotten luck. Several months ago, we discovered that Star Pattern Thunder Iron Vein. We thought Heaven had blessed us.

"But instead, that old monster captured us and placed restraints on us, forcing us to serve him."

Liu Chenjun's expression grew even more troubled.

Huo Yong comforted him, "There is no need to be so