Chapter 2908 — The Uncle and Nephew Call

"The inheritors—to be honest, I don't know that much about them. What you really want to ask is what's going on with Feng Xiaoxiao, isn't it?" Wei Zhao saw the flicker in Yang Qiqi's eyes and understood at once what was on her mind.

"No... not really. I was just a little curious. That little wife of yours, Brother Wei Zhao—is she the girl you carried on your back that time at the Ice Palace? How did she end up as its vice palace master..." Having had her thoughts seen through, Yang Qiqi grew a little embarrassed.

"Ha, then I'll tell you." Wei Zhao nodded, and recounted to Yang Qiqi how he and Feng Xiaoxiao had first met, how her health had failed, and how she had gone to the Ice Palace. "You already know what happened after that—I went to the Ice Palace to beg for medicine. Only, after I met its palace master, Bing Tang, some things happened that I hadn't expected..."

Wei Zhao told Yang Qiqi what had transpired at the Ice Palace then, and she could not help clicking her tongue in wonder. She had never imagined that Feng Xiaoxiao could have such a stroke of fortune—that she would actually become the Ice Palace's vice palace master and an inheritor!

But this was both good news and bad. The good was that Feng Xiaoxiao was saved at last; the bad was that she had to stay here and do things she had no choice in doing. From Wei Zhao's tone, Yang Qiqi could feel the profound helplessness in him.

The Wei Zhao of back then had not been as powerful as he was now, not as composed in the face of the ancient sects. Of course, even the present Wei Zhao still counted for nothing in the eyes of the Ice Palace. For one thing, the Ice Palace was stronger than the Yellow Earth Sect; for another, the Ice Palace had nothing it needed from Wei Zhao.

Healing Feng Xiaoxiao and having her accept the inheritance had been a trade from the start. Wei Zhao would refine an Ice Heart Jade Bone Pill in exchange for Feng Xiaoxiao—which, to the Ice Palace, was a matter of indifference. With or without it, Feng Xiaoxiao was still an inheritor, and Bing Tang could still claim a share of the Cloud-Tier Island plan.

So that was why that girl Bing Tang had never taken Wei Zhao seriously.

And so, at the time, Wei Zhao had had no choice but to leave Feng Xiaoxiao at the Ice Palace, because there was no other way.

"Brother Wei Zhao, Xiao Qi believes you'll definitely succeed in refining the Ice Heart Jade Bone Pill. Then you'll give it to the Ice Palace and bring Sister Xiaoxiao back." Yang Qiqi looked at Wei Zhao encouragingly; she had always had great faith in him.

"Ha, I'll do my best. This time, at the Mystic Pill Sect's trial, I plan to trade for an Ice Heart Jade Bone Pill—though I don't know whether the Mystic Pill Sect will put obstacles in my way." Wei Zhao's relations with the Mystic Pill Sect were not good at present. Especially with Kang Jingming there—that so-called Eighth Elder would surely say a few bad things about him in front of the Mystic Pill Sect's master and young master, and their impression of him would plummet!

Add to that the business with the Five Luminaries Sect—would the Mystic Pill Sect genuinely refine an Ice Heart Jade Bone Pill for him? Wei Zhao thought it unlikely, but one had to try everything.

"Let's set that aside for now and talk about Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu's situation is similar to Xiaoxiao's, and yet different. Xiaoxiao only needed to cultivate the Ice Palace's mental cultivation method and oral formulas to escape death, but Xiao Jiu is plainly different—Xiao Jiu must accept the inheritance to be permanently free of future worries." Wei Zhao spoke with some concern. "But it's very dangerous for Xiao Jiu to go and do that thing. That's the difficulty. In any case, let's ask Xiao Jiu what she thinks first, shall we?"

"That works. Then... shall I call her?" Yang Qiqi thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, have a word with her," Wei Zhao said with a nod.

The first thing the Earth Tyrant and Earth Drill Star did after returning to their room was to call their sect—and it was the Earth Tyrant himself who made the call.

"Uncle, it's me, the Earth Tyrant." This was the first call he had made since recovering. It had been too late the night before when he recovered, so he had not called back at once.

"Tyrant, you're already healed? That fast?" Tu Qingsong had assumed that even if Wei Zhao agreed to treat him, it could not be done in a moment—that it would take days at least, perhaps a month. He had never expected him to be well by the next day!

"Actually, I was fine last night, but you can't quite call it healed—my meridians haven't recovered yet." The Earth Tyrant shook his head. "It was too late last night, so I didn't call you, Uncle!"

"That fast!" Tu Qingsong's expression changed at once. It seemed his decision had been the right one after all—how could anyone of the younger generation connected to those two not be formidable? To have healed the Earth Tyrant's injuries so swiftly, restoring his meridians surely would not take long either! At that thought, Tu Qingsong quickly asked, "Tyrant, has Drill Star told you what I meant?"

"You mean about building good relations with Leader Wei Zhao?" The Earth Tyrant was slightly taken aback. He had been meaning to report this very matter to his uncle; he had not expected his uncle to be even more impatient than he was.

"That's right... Eh? You're already calling him leader?" Tu Qingsong had caught how the Earth Tyrant addressed Wei Zhao.

"Not exactly. This morning I went to the restaurant to find him, and what happened was this..." The Earth Tyrant recounted to Tu Qingsong how he had shamelessly called Wei Zhao leader in the restaurant. "But Leader Wei Zhao neither confirmed nor denied it—he didn't firmly decline."

"Good, then!" Tu Qingsong relaxed. "Tyrant, you've done very well. This trip to the Central Plains was not wasted. You may not have been able to take part in the Mystic Pill Sect's trial, but your gains have far exceeded a single trial! Build good relations with Wei Zhao—in the future, it may bring great benefit to our Yellow Earth Sect!"

"Yes, I know..." The Earth Tyrant nodded. "Uncle, have you... heard of Wei Zhao before?"

The Earth Tyrant knew Tu Qingsong's character well. He had acknowledged Wei Zhao as leader out of pure admiration: he could not beat Zhang Naipao, but Wei Zhao could, and Wei Zhao had healed his injuries besides—those were the reasons he respected Wei Zhao.

But those reasons were hardly enough to move Tu Qingsong, hardly enough to make him approve of such dealings between the Earth Tyrant and Wei Zhao. Yet now Tu Qingsong approved, contrary to his usual manner, and the Earth Tyrant found it puzzling.

"Hmm... don't ask about these things. Knowing too early won't do you any good, and approaching him with a heart full of fear may not be a good thing either..." Tu Qingsong shook his head.

"Fear?" The Earth Tyrant was startled. "Leader Wei Zhao treats me quite well. Respect, certainly—but fear... I wouldn't say that." (To be continued)