Chapter 3885 — The Limit Golden Pill
A single slap had sent a peak early Foundation Establishment expert flying? What kind of ridiculous plot was this?
The crowd below the stage could not recover their senses for a long time. Even Meng Jueming gaped as though he had seen a ghost, his jaw hanging open and refusing to close.
By their understanding, Wei Zhao was still merely an early Foundation Establishment expert. Even if he was formidable, surely he could not surpass Murong Zhen, a peak early Foundation Establishment expert?
In Meng Jueming's original estimation, if Wei Zhao managed to escape with his life today, that alone would have counted as his dog-shit luck; at the very worst, he should have had to pay the price of serious injury.
Unfortunately, reality was just that cruel. Not only had Wei Zhao failed to die at Murong Zhen's hands, but Murong Zhen—the very one he had placed such high hopes on—had been slapped off the stage. How was anyone supposed to stomach that?
By contrast, on Wei Zhao's side, there was only a bit of flesh wound on his chest. Judging by how unconcerned he looked, it did not even count as a light injury—at most, a bit of skin had been broken.
"Boss, you're awesome!" Watching Wei Zhao descend from the stage as lightly as a drifting cloud, Qiao Hongcai could not help but praise him aloud. Beside him, Miserable Senior Brother and Xiao Che both wore looks of excitement plain for all to see.
They had confidence in Wei Zhao's strength, but they had never imagined he could win so easily—casually slapping the opponent off the stage with one blow. Inconceivable! Their boss Wei Zhao's strength was simply absurdly great!
Wei Zhao smiled, then turned to Murong Zhen, who was still dazed on the ground, and said, "Miss Murong, I thank you for going easy. My apologies for ruining your clothes. But should you cross hands with me again next time, I would advise you to wear something fireproof."
Hiss! Only then did Murong Zhen suck in a sharp breath and come back to herself. Looking into Wei Zhao's calm yet unsettling eyes, she could not help but shudder. She clenched her fists, grinding her teeth—yet she did not dare utter a single word.
In that instant just now, Wei Zhao's power had been seared deeply into her mind. The very thought of it made her tremble without fighting, and toward this man Wei Zhao, she found a measure of fear rising in her heart that even she herself did not notice.
A dignified peak early Foundation Establishment expert, slapped off the stage by a creature who claimed to be at early Foundation Establishment!
From childhood to now, Murong Zhen had not merely never encountered such a thing—she had never even heard of it. Before this, she had thought Wei Zhao was simply a bit stronger than most, nothing to make a fuss over.
But now, after enduring that slap which had left her heart quaking with terror, the shudder from the depths of her soul in that instant told her: no matter how unwilling, no matter how unconvinced, this man Wei Zhao was truly someone she could not afford to provoke!
Just what level of strength was this creature at? Murong Zhen was already roaring inwardly. If anyone dared to tell her now that Wei Zhao was only at early Foundation Establishment, she would twist off that person's head and use it as a chamber pot. A single slap had sent her flying—how in the hell was that early Foundation Establishment?
This creature was at least a peak early Foundation Establishment expert, perhaps even stronger; otherwise, he could never have done such a thing!
Seeing that the look Murong Zhen now cast him had unconsciously taken on a trace of dread, Wei Zhao knew his goal for today had been achieved. With a faint smile, he walked back to where Miserable Senior Brother and the others stood.
Since he had been able to slap Murong Zhen just now, he could naturally have killed her as well. But now was not the time for killing! If he merely defeated Murong Zhen, perhaps no one would pay it much mind. Killing her, however, would be a different matter entirely.
In the Welcome Pavilion, though there were quite a few fights, actual deaths were not many. If he happened to draw Nantian Guan's attention and rouse his suspicion, the loss would far outweigh the gain.
This battle today was not only a warning to that woman Murong Zhen, but also a deterrent to Meng Jueming and the rest. He did not hope to make these people give up on the spot, but at least they would be wary for a while, sparing him a great deal of unnecessary trouble.
As for exposing his peak early Foundation Establishment strength—that was bound to happen sooner or later.
In any case, after observing for more than a month, Wei Zhao was fully certain that Nantian Guan's and Yu Jiang's gazes had already shifted away from him. So even if he displayed peak early Foundation Establishment strength, there would be no great problem.
"My heavens! Just what kind of freak is this kid? Did he take the wrong medicine? Otherwise, how could his strength improve so fast?" Sensing the powerful aura radiating from Wei Zhao's body from afar, Meng Jueming was filled with astonishment and doubt.
Though he himself was on the verge of breaking through to mid Foundation Establishment, he was still only at peak early Foundation Establishment for the time being. That meant Wei Zhao, a newcomer from the mortal realm who had entered the Welcome Pavilion less than four months ago, had now reached a strength equal to his own, the managing senior brother's?
That was simply impossible!
Meng Jueming instinctively ruled out the possibility. If Wei Zhao's earlier Foundation Establishment could be accepted as the result of a Foundation Establishment Pill, then to advance to peak early Foundation Establishment after only two short months of Foundation Establishment—such a thing had never been heard of or seen before!
"It must be the Limit Golden Pill!" Meng Jueming immediately found himself a more easily acceptable explanation. The Limit Golden Pill could let a person unleash power beyond their own level for a short time. Even at the Foundation Establishment stage, that effect would not weaken much—so long as one was below Foundation Establishment, it would take effect!
This kid Wei Zhao must have anticipated that Murong Zhen would challenge him today, so he had prepared the Limit Golden Pill in advance—perhaps even recklessly taken two in a row at any cost—and that was how he had been able to overwhelm Murong Zhen on the stage!
Yes! That explanation made sense!
Only then did Meng Jueming's mood improve considerably. Otherwise, if this creature Wei Zhao really were a peak early Foundation Establishment expert, he would truly be in a pickle.
It was no longer a question of whether he could suppress Wei Zhao. To advance from a mere Heaven-rank Great Perfection all the way to peak early Foundation Establishment in less than four months after entering the Welcome Pavilion—such a genius was enough to draw the attention of every higher-up in the Azure Cloud Pavilion!
One had to remember that Wei Zhao, unlike Murong Zhen, came from the mortal realm—a true grassroots newcomer—and every breakthrough he made was proof of his cultivation talent!
If Wei Zhao could keep up this miraculous performance, a glorious future would be a matter of course. With a bit more opportunity, he might even become like Gongsun Jie of the Soaring Heavens Pavilion—a future leader singled out by the Azure Cloud Pavilion for key training and support. That would be far beyond someone like Meng Jueming to handle, even if he got his wish and took the seat of Third Pavilion Master of the Welcome Pavilion!
Fortunately, though, this posturing upstart Wei Zhao was surely not such a freak—he had merely taken the Limit Golden Pill in advance, nothing to be too surprised about. (To be continued...)