"An hour early?"
"Yes."
"The divine talisman?"
"Already used."
"And the ancestor?" Wei Lingjiang asked.
Chen Heng tapped his brow lightly with a finger and said nothing.
The two fell into another strange silence for a moment.
Behind Wei Lingjiang.
Qingzhi gave a feeble yawn and glanced listlessly at the two. With a heave-ho, she hoisted the water jug of lotus seed soup she held above her head and gulped down several mouthfuls.
Nothing's even begun to take shape yet. What's Miss in such a hurry for... Once this Evil Hatred Yin Victory Demon is killed, we'll still have to return to the Vermilion Luminescence Sect and sit in prison inside the Nine Emperors' Constant-Yang Golden Portal Grotto-Heaven! Everyone can serve a good long sentence together!
Though she grumbled inwardly, her mouth never stopped moving. As her cheeks bulged again and again, the lotus seed soup in the jug visibly approached the bottom.
And Miss's master-she definitely doesn't like this Chen fellow! That old Daoist nun Zhuojing! That heartless, skinny old lunatic nobody likes!
Once Qingzhi becomes a great sage of the Demon Race, I'll definitely capture her and use her to fill Guixu, making her stay in the Sea Eye every day!
At that thought, she could not help feeling rather pleased with herself, and a smile threatened to spread across her face.
But the very next moment, a lotus seed happened to lodge squarely in her throat. Choking until her eyes rolled wildly, she coughed as though her heart and lungs were being torn apart, flailing and rolling all over the floor.
"With that talisman, you'll be fine. A mere Heavenly Demon can't do anything to it."
Wei Lingjiang drew a deep breath as she spoke.
"Actually, there's something I've wanted to ask for a while."