On top of the snowy mountain, Ling Xian pointed out with his finger. It was filled with heaven-shocking energy.
HOMMMM!
After a loud rumble, Zhong Lingyue's attack dissipated. Ling Xian stood there proudly and didn't retreat even half a step.
Of course, this was because Zhong Lingyue's attack was only in the intermediate stage of the Reasoning Realm. If she used all her strength, she could easily kill him.
"It's not good to attack the moment we meet. But you sneaked into the Moonlight Mercenaries without a word. Is that a good thing?"
Zhong Lingyue revealed herself. She was as cold as snow and as proud as the moon.
It's been years since they last met and she was still as extraordinary as ever. She truly was like a fairy that could captivate all living beings.
Even for Ling Xian, who was used to seeing beautiful women, his eyes flashed with awe.
Then, he paid his respect to Zhong Lingyue and smiled, "I have no ill intentions towards the Moonlight Mercenaries. I merely snuck in to save myself some trouble."
"I know. Or else that attack just now wouldn't have the strength of the intermediate stage of the Reasoning Realm." Zhong Lingyue stared at Ling Xian and was a little surprised.
Though her attack was only of the intermediate stage of the Reasoning Realm, it was still an all-out attack from someone in the intermediate stage. Yet Ling Xian easily blocked it. This proved that he could fight against her at the same level!
"Thank you for being merciful." Ling Xian softly grinned.
"There is no need to waste time. What do you want?" Zhong Lingyue waved her hand.
"I want to invite you to join the war against the demons." Ling Xian wiped off his smile.
"This concerns the entire continent. You don't have to ask me to help. However, it is not time yet," Zhong Lingyue said softly.
"If I am not wrong, the eighth leveled cultivators are about to show up. Could it be that it is not time yet?" Ling Xian frowned.
"The eighth leveled …" Zhong Lingyue's gaze froze and she said in a low voice, "Can your guess be trusted?"
"I am not 100% sure, but I am 90% sure," Ling Xian said in a serious tone.
"Then it is time."
Zhong Lingyue frowned and softly sighed, "Since the beginning of the war, I knew this day would come. I just didn't think it would come so quickly."
"So you are of the eighth level?" Ling Xian's eyes shone.
"No." Zhong Lingyue shook her head and said, "However, I have a master and a junior sister."
Hearing this, Ling Xian became energetic and asked, "They are all of the eighth level?"
"My master is. He calls himself the Soaring Immortal Freak Hero. Although he is not well known, he has already broken into the eighth realm many years ago. His battle prowess is unfathomable. Even in the entire Black Tortoise Continent, he can occupy a place of his own. "
"My junior sister is called Wu Ruo Ruo. Her cultivation level is about the same as mine. She is infinitely close to level-eight."
"Even though we're not true eighth level cultivators, the two of us have cultivated a special mystical ability. If we work together, we can take on an eighth level cultivator."
Zhong Lingyue's simple explanation made Ling Xian's spirits rise and his eyes brighten up.
He couldn't help but feel happy. Zhong Lingyue's words were already very clear. To put it simply, the three of them were equivalent to two eighth level powerhouses.
In addition to the giant mountain that was about to become a Ling, the Black Tortoise Continent now had three Eighth Realm cultivators. This was undoubtedly great news.
Therefore, Ling Xian revealed a smile. "With your words, I feel much more at ease."
"Don't worry. My master has contacted a few of his friends. They all said they won't just stand by and watch." Zhong Lingyue's lips parted slightly.
"I have also contacted an eighth level elder. He said he will help defend against the demons." Ling Xian grinned and was getting more and more excited.
The Soaring Immortal Freak Hero was an eighth level cultivator. His friends may not all be at the eighth level, but under this situation, he must be referring to someone at the eighth level.
"Very good. Even though I don't know how many eighth level cultivators the demons have, the Black Tortoise Continent is not easy to bully." Zhong Lingyue's eyes were cold and threatening.
"We will win this war." Ling Xian's gaze turned determined. He didn't want the Black Tortoise Continent to fall into the hands of the demons.
"Let's not talk about this. Have you found all seven spiritual medicines?" Zhong Lingyue changed the topic.
At this, Ling Xian revealed a bitter smile. "No, I'm still missing two. The Devious Burial Flower and the Grass of Extinction."
Hearing this, Zhong Lingyue silenced. There was helplessness and shock.
Helplessness was because these two spiritual medicines were far too rare. They may not appear even once in a lifetime. Shock was because Ling Xian found the other five.
Remember that other than the Thunderous Vine of the Dragon, the other four were extremely hard to find. The conditions for their birth were extremely harsh and did not pale next to the Grass of Extinction.
Yet Ling Xian had found it. This was unbelievable!
Zhong Lingyue was in disbelief and asked again, "You mean, you found the other five?"
"That's right. I was lucky." Ling Xian smiled.
"Impressive."
Zhong Lingyue exclaimed from the bottom of her heart. These five spiritual medicines were not easily found. Other than luck, capabilities played a part as well.
"I was just lucky."
Ling Xian softly sighed, "Sadly, my luck seems to have run out. I have no clue where to find the other two spiritual medicines."
"I can't help much. The conditions for the Devious Burial Flower and the Grass of Extinction are far too harsh. They are hard to find."
Zhong Lingyue hesitated, "I will tell my Master about this. But, don't get your hopes up."
"I will let nature take its course. If I get it, then I am lucky. If I don't, then I am doomed." Ling Xian smiled and got over it.
If he really did die because of the curse, then that was his fate.
Plus, the most important thing now wasn't to find the spiritual medicine, but to fight against the sky demon.
"I'll take my leave first. Fairy, please prepare yourself."
Ling Xian paid his respect to Zhong Lingyue and called out to the Winged Blitz. He then disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was at the City of Crafts.
The reason he was here was to visit an old friend, or rather, a benefactor.
After all, the upcoming war was unpredictable. Even for Ling Xian, the chance of him dying was high.
As such, he naturally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to return the favor.
When Ling Xian arrived at the City of Crafts, he frowned.
This was because the city gate was tightly shut and the demonic army was everywhere. Though their cultivation level was not high, to the tiny City of Crafts, they were without a doubt, life-threatening danger.
Therefore, Su Xiu, who was on top of the city wall, was frowning and her face was full of worry.
As for everyone else, their faces were full of hopelessness and they had lost their will to fight.
What could they do? The demonic army was far too powerful. To these people, they were the undefeatable emperors!
"I made it just in time."
Ling Xian's frown relaxed. He felt lucky that he had a sudden impulse to see an old friend. Or else he wouldn't have the chance to.
Just as he was feeling lucky, the demonic army had already begun their attack.
Techniques after techniques danced in the sky. To Ling Xian, they were like children's toys that weren't even good enough to scratch an itch for him. But to Su Xiu and them, this was a death warrant from the King of Hell.
Therefore, most people stopped defending and waited for death to come.
Just as everyone was feeling hopeless, they suddenly saw a silhouette descend from the sky.
Like an immortal, like a heavenly soldier, that person flapped around his sleeve and the techniques in the sky reversed and headed towards the demonic army.
At once, blood splattered and screams arose.
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