The conditions for lending a helping hand were simply to ask for a peculiar token paper that made him unlucky for three days back at the academy.
He was genuinely curious about that thing.
Of course, Zhou Qing agreed, but when it could be obtained again was entirely up to luck.
Whoosh!
Just as Zhou Qing's mind was swirling, three Supreme Elders had already caught up with him.
One of the old women had a sinister gaze, with spiritual power rapidly condensing in her hands.
In an instant, over a hundred green wind blades, emitting a cold gleam, appeared out of thin air, then were viciously hurled at Zhou Qing's back.
Feeling the deadly threat rushing from behind, Zhou Qing's heart tightened sharply, immediately harnessing the spiritual power stored in the golden flower.
Instantly, he was enveloped in a layer of dazzling golden light, rapidly increasing his speed, narrowly evading most of the wind blade attacks.
However, a few wind blades cunningly struck his back.
