Ji Wujiong and Meng Qi followed the mayor, who brought them to the town center. The streets were flat and tidy, with the surface paved with beautiful slabs of bluestone. There were various shops on both sides of the streets. Those shops, and even the buildings in the town, looked very similar to those of Three Thousand Worlds. The hustle and bustle of the crowd, the voices of people bargaining, and the tasty smell of food mixed into one liveliness.
Meng Qi: “…”
Considering that Ji Wujiong had given her the precious formula, she responded politely: “What kind of array did you use against Pavilion Master Pei?”
After the two took away their reward of choice, the remaining five flowers on the vine door slowly dissipated.
“Good!” A blur voice rang in their ears, and the door slowly opened.
Inside the door was dim and hazy, as if entering into the void with no end in sight.
A sadness flashed through Meng Qi’s eyes, but soon was replaced by determination. Of course, she wouldn’t let Ji Wujiong see her weakness. She quickly turned her eyes away toward the horizon, looking at the countless ghost puppets running in all directions, sprinkling the antidote on their paths.
This Grand Tournament barrier was created as an arena to test the ability of medical cultivators, so although it shared the same characteristics as the real world, they were not exactly the same. For example, the soil poisoned by Qiwu powder. Although the poison mimicked the real thing, once the antidote was deemed to pass the test, its effect worked much faster.
Meng Qi did not finish the arrays quickly. After she finished drawing the modified version of the Hundred Ghosts And Hundred Charms array, she took a break to restore her spiritual aura using a Beiming pill. Then she also took a break every time she finished two of the small arrays.
Ji Wujiong was both exasperated and amused. He almost forgot that Meng Qi’s cultivation base was still in the Foundation Establishment stage.
Ji Wujiong laughed out sarcastically and walked back and forth a few steps. “I am willing to stop saying bad things about him. But to make me say that I am inferior to him?” He snorted coldly, “In your dream.”
Meng Qi squatted down again, putting back her focus on the small medicine cauldron, which was boiling now. The spirit stones used to fuel the Lihuo array gradually turned dim, and the flames slowly became smaller.
Meng Qi’s interest was gradually piqued, and she began to listen attentively. Ji Wujiong was extremely knowledgeable. Meng Qi had noticed this even when his remarks were still full of mockery and thorny words. Unexpectedly, once his attitude was changed, he was very pleasant to listen to.
“Then what?” Meng Qi asked again.
Meng Qi focused her mind on the medicine she was refining, but she couldn’t help being distracted. She knew that her Master had helped her again and gave Ji Wujiong a lesson for her sake. However, he left so quickly that she had no time to say anything, not even goodbye.
She didn’t know when they would meet again.
Meng Qi raised her eyebrows and chuckled. Her mood right now was extremely good. Winning over Ji Wujiong was only one of the reasons, and also the least important one.
Meng Qi summoned her little medicine cauldron with satisfaction and threw into it all the medicinal plants the goshawks gathered for her. Then she raised her eyes toward Ji Wujiong: “You don’t have spirit stones?”
Meng Qi didn’t have time to feel sorry for the bloody moon. She raised her head and looked at the sky. Under the blue cover, the majestic and huge goshawk spread its wings, really seemed to cover the whole sky.
Although the goshawk was only a summoned projection, it was very lifelike. Even the feathers on its wings seemed to be very distinct, sharply pointing at the tiny white figures of the ghost puppets on the ground.