Chapter 3115 — Dongfang Ying Strikes Back for Revenge

When he thought of this, Wei Zhao could only say, "Then there is nothing to be done. Perhaps we can work together again when the chance arises!"

"Indeed, you know as well as I do that our Cultivators' Merchant Guild, though we do not fear the Xuandan Sect, have no wish to offend a powerful top-tier ancient sect over such a trifling matter—it does not serve our interests. And however mighty Mr. Ling may be, he is but one man. Unless Mr. Ling can produce sufficient backing or sufficient profit to persuade our grand honorary太上 president to change his mind." Vice President Ouyang said, "After all, we are merchants, and merchants chase profit. Beyond backing, if the profit is sufficient, who cares whether it is the Xuandan Sect or not—we would pay them no heed either. It is only that the pills the Xuandan Sect currently offers are, in both quality and price, in no way inferior to yours, Mr. Ling. I have no way to speak up for you."

"I understand that." As for lowering the price, Wei Zhao had not considered it. Han Jingyi was busy enough as it was, with no great amount of time for pill refinement; if the pills were sold cheaply, Wei Zhao would not bother at all—they would become street-stall goods, and his profit would be scant. This was not a long-term trade, and Wei Zhao could not be troubled to have Vice President Ouyang fight for it. He merely changed the subject and asked, "May I ask, what of the Dongfang family matter? Have they sent anyone to inquire?"

"The Dongfang family asked me only once, through our president. I told them that members of their family had clashed with others while purchasing medicinal ingredients, and that this had led to the death of a Dongfang family elder—but the killer fled swiftly, and we never saw his face." Vice President Ouyang said, "Mr. Ling, for now it is only the president applying pressure, and I can still cover for you. But if the grand honorary太上 president were to inquire, I would have no way out."

"I understand." Wei Zhao nodded. "Even so, I thank you, Vice President Ouyang!"

"Wah-yah-yah-yah-yah! So it was the two of you, working hand in glove! My brother died a wretched death!"

Wei Zhao and Vice President Ouyang were still speaking when Dongfang Ying burst in. He had come here to investigate the cause of Dongfang Jian's death, and he was, of course, a cautious man. Rather than questioning everyone he met, he used his divine consciousness and spiritual power to sense what the others in the Cultivators' Merchant Guild's market were saying—and suddenly he heard the words exchanged between Vice President Ouyang and Wei Zhao. In an instant he flew into a rage, his face savage as he charged over!

The man was a peak mid-stage Heaven-rank expert. Wei Zhao's strength was lower than his, and he truly found it hard to sense his presence; only when the man revealed his power did Wei Zhao realize something was wrong!

"Boom!" A tremendous crash. Vice President Ouyang's office door was kicked open. Dongfang Ying appeared before the two of them.

"Who are you?" Vice President Ouyang frowned and demanded in a sharp voice. He had naturally heard what Dongfang Ying said earlier as well, and had vaguely guessed something—though he dared not be certain.

"Who am I? I am Dongfang Ying, brother of the dead Dongfang Jian! So it was the two of you, working hand in glove, who murdered my brother. Today, you both die!" Dongfang Ying gave a cold laugh, then circulated his heart-method incantation, and a pair of iron tridents appeared in his hands—clearly his Heaven-rank divine weapons!

Wei Zhao frowned at once. It was true that he could kill a peak mid-stage Heaven-rank expert in a single blow—but that relied on a surprise attack while the other was off guard. Now this peak mid-stage Heaven-rank expert before him had gone all out from the very first moment and had even drawn his Heaven-rank divine weapons, which set Wei Zhao on edge as well. To claim he was confident would be boasting. So Wei Zhao shouted, "Vice President Ouyang, strike together—otherwise we both die today!"

Vice President Ouyang's expression changed at once. He too could see how fierce the man before them was. What he had said earlier had likely all been heard by Dongfang Ying. Though it was not he who had killed Dongfang Jian, Dongfang Ying clearly did not care—he took him for Wei Zhao's accomplice and meant to slay them together. After a moment's hesitation, Vice President Ouyang knew this day's affair could by no means end well. So he did not tarry either: reaching under his desk, he swept up a great saber that fell straight into his hand—this was his Heaven-rank divine weapon. The saber gave off a dim blue glow, clearly a weapon of the highest caliber; and since the heart-method incantation Vice President Ouyang cultivated was of the water element, and he had an elder who was the second honorary太上 president, what he held was certainly no poor thing.

Vice President Ouyang had only just drawn the blue saber when Dongfang Ying moved. His hands trembled slightly, and at once a "wu-wu" quavering note came from the steel tridents, as if borne up from the nine-fold underworld. A killing intent leaped forth, and that terrifying murderous aura, as though given substance by the sound, came surging toward Wei Zhao and Vice President Ouyang!

"Damn! Do not listen!" Wei Zhao's jade pendant suddenly sent out a violent warning signal, and Wei Zhao knew there was something wrong with the sound. He roared at Vice President Ouyang.

When Vice President Ouyang had heard the sound, his whole body had gone slightly slack, his eyes already somewhat vacant. Now, jolted awake by Wei Zhao's shout, he came to himself, and a slick of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The sound from the steel tridents was like a demonic melody, instantly bewitching Vice President Ouyang's mind—this was clearly a technique that could influence another's will. Had Wei Zhao not warned him, he would by now have been a ghost beneath Dongfang Ying's tridents!

Though this affair had been stirred up by Wei Zhao, and it was Wei Zhao who had killed Dongfang Jian, Vice President Ouyang was still grateful to him. After all, Dongfang Ying cared for none of that; in his eyes, Vice President Ouyang was likewise a participant, and would surely die as well!

"Hmph. A mere early-stage Heaven-rank, and you can see through my demonic melody—you have some skill! But with the strength of you two, to join hands and slay my elder brother is impossible. Tell me—who else was in league with you? I can grant you a swift end and spare you torment!" Dongfang Ying gave a cold snort and asked arrogantly.

"If you want to know, then first defeat us!" Wei Zhao gave Dongfang Ying no chance to speak further. The Fuxi Nine Needles in his hand shot out at Dongfang Ying. Dongfang Ying's face turned exceedingly ugly—he had not expected Wei Zhao to dare strike first and shatter his plan! Indeed, Dongfang Ying had said so much to Wei Zhao and Vice President Ouyang because he had a plan. He had cultivated a heart-method incantation that could hypnotize and bewitch another's mind, and he meant to hypnotize Wei Zhao and Vice President Ouyang and draw out the truth of his brother Dongfang Jian's death—but Wei Zhao had cut him short. How could he not be furious?

(To be continued)