Mo Wen curled his lips. Suddenly, his hand grabbed the Demoness' wrist and a pure Yang Qi rushed out of his body vigorously. The temperature inside the stone chamber was rising constantly, like a stove.
"Nine Yang Genuine Qi!"
The Demoness' body trembled before standing up instantly, then she looked at Mo Wen in shock and was speechless for a while.
Mo Wen curled his lips into a pretentious smile and explained.
"I have already told you that I am the Leader of Ming Cult and have accepted the Ming Cult's heritage."
He knew he couldn't hide Nine Yang Genuine Qi any further. After all, he needed to use it to treat the Demoness' injuries. By then, she would still know it. It would be better for him to tell her calmly and naturally now. Actually, by doing this, Mo Wen had the intention of probing.
"You..."
