"How do you feel now?"
"After that fight, how much of your strength do you think you've recovered?"
Sun Buxiao rolled two earth fire lotus seeds around in his hand as he smiled at Hai Bodong.
"...I've almost forgotten what kind of power I had at the Dou Emperor level, so it's hard to say, but..."
Feeling the cold air drifting around his hand, Hai Bodong gave a wry chuckle, then looked up at the sky.
"If I wanted to, I should still be able to freeze an entire city!"
-He was entirely serious.
He had earned the title of "Ice Emperor" precisely because, in a fit of rage during a battle, he had turned an entire city into a world of ice and snow.
"That's nothing. I'm confident I could turn all of Tagor into a land of deadly poison."
Sun Buxiao rolled his eyes.
"How could I compare with you? You have the woeful poison body, while I only have ordinary ice Dou Qi. But how should I put it...after beating that elder of the Snake-People Tribe, I feel like I might be able to take another step forward."
Hai Bodong clenched his fist, his voice brimming with satisfaction.
Decades ago, he had fled Tagor with the Snake-People Tribe, led by Medusa, hot on his heels, and his strength had been sealed down to the Dou Ling level. Now that he had joined Sun Buxiao and the others in raising hell at the Divine Temple in the Snake-People Tribe's holy city, he had finally avenged what happened back then.
With his mind free of lingering knots, cultivation naturally yielded twice the results for half the effort.
As for his payment...Sun Buxiao had already given it to him in advance. That Purple Spirit Recovery Pill had been his compensation.