The Healer Demands Payment!

“…What?” Qin Xiumo frowned. It has been almost a month since he had dived into the cold pond and also lost consciousness. As soon as he started speaking, his voice was so hoarse and rash, as if it had been rubbed with rough sandpaper, and he couldn’t even recognize it himself.

“Don’t worry.” Chu Tianfeng looked down at the array on the ground. Meng Qi drew it very secretively, and he couldn’t see the detail in the night’s cover. But he had been watching her from afar, so he saw how she busily worked outside the stone hut for a while before finally departed, humming on the way back.

“I won’t harm you.” Chu Tianfeng said indifferently: “I swear in the name of Fentian Palace’s young master, you can rest assured.” Qin Xiumo’s expression remained cold, so Chu Tianfeng didn’t know whether the other party believed him or not. He and this guy were once quite familiar with each other. For Lu Qingran’s affection, who knew how many times did they fought openly. In the end, however, they met their demise in the hands of the same enemy.

However…

Chu Tianfeng raised his lips and smiled bitterly. They had never expected that no one was able to be the final winner. “Don’t pretend.” He looked at Qin Xiumo, “I know you remember everything, just like me.”

Qin Xiumo’s eyes flickered, and his face finally showed some reaction. He asked hoarsely, “Remember what?”

“If I want to kill you now, all I need to do is…” Chu Tianfeng lifted his hand, and a small purple flame appeared at his fingertips. He was a Golden Core cultivator, who has recovered fully, without any injuries or lasting side effects. Even if his cultivation was initially a bit lower to Qin Xiumo in terms of small realms, his opponent was currently lying down on the ground, unable to move.

“But I won’t kill you.” Chu Tianfeng once again looked at Qin Xiumo, slowly uttering: “In the end, we once lived and died together. We could be regarded as ‘friend in both life and death.\'”

Chu Tianfeng gritted his teeth and spat out the last phrase. His body trembled all over, as if recalling some terrible memory. Under the moonlight, the formerly proud young man’s expression turned pale.

Qin Xiumo also trembled. He and Chu Tianfeng were obviously outstanding among cultivators of their generation in Three Thousand Worlds. They were now in the Golden Core stage. In a few years, both of them would certainly break through even further, to Nascent Soul then to Spirit Severing stage. The two young men, who almost invincible among their peers, couldn’t even lift one hand in front of that man.

“She…” Chu Tianfeng paused, then bowed down and pondered for a moment. It took a while before he raised his head again, his eyes brighter than before. “Meng Qi…” He continued, “Also died in that man’s hand. He believed that crazy nonsense from the Western Realm, and thought that he could save…” Chu Tianfeng gritted his teeth: “You completely in a coma and didn’t see it. That person lured her with us two rubbish as bait. And she still…Meng Qi, that idiot!”

Chu Tianfeng suddenly raised his arm and quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve. The young man took a deep breath, his eyes still a bit red: “My father gave up on me. Fentian Palace had a new young palace master. She said that she likes me and also likes you…but the only thing she did was to weep in that person’s arm. In the end, only Meng Qi was willing to save us, only her…”

Qin Xiumo’s jaw suddenly tightened. His fingers curled up slightly, clenching into fists. He knew what Chu Tianfeng was talking about. It’s just that his mind was still a little confused now. When Meng Qi used the Jingxin spell again and again to patiently calm down his aura, countless fragments of memory burst into his mind. There was about Meng Qi, about himself, about Lu Qingran, and about this… Chu Tianfeng. He still hasn’t been able to completely connect those fragments into a full picture, but he knew that those memories, as clear as if he personally experienced them himself, should not appear by accident.

Now, after listening to Chu Tianfeng’s incoherent ramblings, Qin Xiumo’s heart skipped a bit, and something in his mind seemed to slowly merge those fragments into one.

“I haven’t forgotten the three months of living hell, and you must also remember it.” Chu Tianfeng did not continue to approach the door. He has recovered his calm. If it wasn’t for the redness at the rim of his eyes, no one would be able to guess how he had just lost control of his emotion. “So, I won’t harm you. You should stay alive and become stronger.” He clenched his fists, “Then protect her.”

After finished speaking, Chu Tianfeng took out a porcelain bottle from his storage space and threw it to Qin Xiumo. “Sixth realm Jingxin pill refined by the elder from our the Fentian Palace’s Medical Hall. It can help suppress the spiritual energy of the qi deviation even in the Nascent Soul stage.” Chu Tianfeng said, his voice still hoarse.

Qin Xiumo’s body stiffened. The porcelain bottle had fallen on his chest. He raised his hand to open the cork. To refine a sixth realm Jingxin pill, precious materials were second. The most important thing was that this pill must be refined by a Spirit Severing cultivator with a minimum of sixth rank medical cultivation. Even among many great sects in the Three Thousand World, they were still very rare. After all, a cultivator might be at a Spirit Severing stage, but to simultaneously reach the sixth rank medical cultivation was very rare. If Meng Qi did not die, she might break through the fifth rank and enter the sixth rank within one or two years.

Qin Xiumo’s face was still expressionless. He held the pill in his palm and slowly swallowed it. Chu Tianfeng’s words just now made him completely believe that the other party would not harm him. Because they would have an extremely terrible common enemy in the future. Chu Tianfeng was right. The two could also be considered ‘a friend in both life and death.’

Once entered his mouth, the pill instantly turned into a warm liquid that penetrated his body. Just now, his dantian was like being stabbed by thousands of icy knives, but now gradually surrounded by warmth.

“With her help, and this Jingxin pill.” Chu Tianfeng was still watching at the door. “Don’t let me down.” Then he turned to leave.

“Wait.” Qin Xiumo stopped Chu Tianfeng.

“Is there anything else?” Chu Tianfeng didn’t look back.

“Do you have spirit stones?”

“Huh?” Chu Tianfeng was startled, and quickly turned back. He finally felt a little happier, because he was not the only one she asked for money. Meng Qi was not partial. She still treated everyone the same!

“How much?” Chu Tianfeng probably had some understanding of Qin Xiumo’s current situation. He has been injured by a best friend when having a tribulation, fell into qi deviation, and escaped only with the clothes on his body. He most probably didn’t bring anything else, and the things on his body should be turned into ashes by the tribulation’s thunder. He was already lucky enough to keep his life.

“One hundred eighth-grade spirit stones.” Qin Xiumo blushed a little. He didn’t move his head, and didn’t want to see Chu Tianfeng’s gaze.

“Huh?” Chu Tianfeng frowned, then suddenly became furious, “Eight-grades spirit stones? One hundred? That’s how much Meng Qi charged you?”

Qin Xiumo nodded.

Chu Tianfeng almost mad with anger: “Why? Why she asked you eighth-grade spirit stones?!”

His was only the sixth-grade?!

And Qin Xiumo is still charged one hundred!

What about him?!

Less than ten!

Does it meant that he is cheaper than this guy?!

Why did she charge him so little?!

Is Qin Xiumo better than him?!

Even if this guy will be really strong in the future, he is still a waste now!

Qin Xiumo: “…”

An idea flashed in his mind, and he shook his head: “No need.” He looked at Chu Tianfeng calmly. He suddenly thought of a better way.