Chapter 4726 — Wei Zhao in Peril

This was a super-high-tech weapon representing the pinnacle of secular-world technology. Even if its controls were designed to be as smart and simple as possible, it was still absolutely not something you could finish off by casually pulling the trigger. Without a bit of scientific common sense, an ordinary person could not even find the power switch, let alone use it to kill someone.

Wei Zhao had assumed that only Kang Jingming knew how to use such a thing—after all, that was how it had been the whole way here. If not for that, a minor figure like Kang Jingming would never have been given the leading role. So from beginning to end, Xu Lingchong had seemed utterly harmless in his eyes.

Just like a moment ago: Wei Zhao had not needed to target him specifically at all. Even the mere shockwave of the Furious Fire Thousand Explosions Fist had already been more than Xu Lingchong could bear.

Even if Xu Lingchong still had some strength left, with his meager ability he could not pose the slightest threat to Wei Zhao. Even if he used his strongest martial technique, Wei Zhao was confident enough to take it with one hand.

He had never imagined that after every step had gone so smoothly, he would instead be stabbed in the back by this thing—that this thing could actually use a laser cannon!

Watching Wei Zhao slowly collapse with an expression of disbelief, the corners of Xu Lingchong's mouth immediately curved into a sly arc of a scheme come to fruition. The laser cannon might be highly sophisticated technology, but he was a genius among geniuses; after watching Kang Jingming use it a few times, he had already learned it. This was merely a small test of his skill!

The moment Wei Zhao fell, Kang Jingming finally escaped the miserable fate of being roasted alive; he had nearly been electrocuted into a charred husk, black smoke still pouring endlessly from the top of his head, and he looked for all the world like a man already dead and gone.

Yet this kid's vitality was so outrageously tenacious that even now a last breath still lingered in him. His consciousness, of course, had long since blurred; the only reason he could still stand was purely the support of his smart armor.

Seeing this, Xu Lingchong breathed a sigh of relief. Whether Kang Jingming lived or died did not really matter to him, but the boy was, after all, a rare and trusted subordinate—and next he still needed this kid to compete for Ning Xuefei. If all went smoothly, he would be an enormous asset in the days to come.

"Wei Zhao!!!" At that moment Huo Yudie came charging over from the entrance, crying out. She threw herself onto Wei Zhao without a care for anything else. Seeing the horrifying bloody hole in his abdomen, she felt the world spin around her, her mind going completely blank. A woman who had always been like an ice-cold snow lotus was now weeping like a frail, tear-soaked girl, with no regard for appearances at all.

Huo Yudie herself did not know why she was like this. From childhood to now, this was the first time she had ever worried so much about someone, cared so much—especially when that someone was a man she had known only a short while.

Apart from panic and confusion, the only thing left in Huo Yudie's mind at this moment was regret—endless regret.

She hated herself for hiding so far away. If she had been at Wei Zhao's side just now, how could she have left Xu Lingchong such an opening? How could Wei Zhao have been reduced to this precarious, desperate state!

Unfortunately, this was only her wishful thinking. The Furious Fire Thousand Explosions Fist was an indiscriminate attack within its range—everyone except Wei Zhao himself. Anyone standing within it was bound to be gravely wounded, friend or foe alike.

If Huo Yudie really had been following right beside Wei Zhao just now, forget dealing with Xu Lingchong—she herself would probably have been half blown to death first. Then Wei Zhao would have had to divert his attention to look after her, leaving him no chance to focus on dealing with Kang Jingming.

"Wei Zhao! Wei Zhao! Don't die!" Huo Yudie stared helplessly at the frightening bloody hole in Wei Zhao's abdomen, watching him sink into deep unconsciousness. His breathing grew fainter and fainter, and at last his remaining vital signs seemed about to vanish entirely—yet she was utterly powerless to do anything.

Looking at Wei Zhao's ashen face, Huo Yudie sobbed uncontrollably. Apart from loathing her own incompetence, she truly did not know what to do. If there were any way to bring Wei Zhao back, she would have been willing to pay any price—but how? How could he be saved?!

"The Great Return Pill! Yes, yes, I still have a top-grade Great Return Pill!" Like a drowning person clutching at the last straw, Huo Yudie hastily took out the top-grade Great Return Pill her master had left her to preserve her own life, and tried every means to make Wei Zhao swallow it.

Though she also knew it might well be useless. If she could not find a way to deal with the bloody hole in Wei Zhao's abdomen soon, then no matter how many top-grade Great Return Pills he swallowed, it would all be in vain.

After all, this was not the secular world. If Wei Zhao could still have kept sufficiently clear-headed, he would have had a way to give himself some simple treatment—but Huo Yudie could not do that. How would she know how to perform such a daunting surgical operation?

It was only because Huo Yudie was a little bolder than most. Any other girl, seeing Wei Zhao's injuries, would long since have fainted from fright.

While Huo Yudie was weeping here with her mind a complete blank, Xu Lingchong took the opportunity on the other side to stash away the Thunder Mystic Vine he had mostly dug up. He did not bother with the other one; without another word he hoisted the half-dead, unconscious Kang Jingming onto his shoulder and turned to flee.

Although he still had the laser cannon in hand, he had no intention of staying to tangle with Huo Yudie. After all, this girl was a peak Nascent Soul expert—her true strength was far greater than his!

And most important of all was Huo Yudie's Eastern Continent background. He was not willing to make an enemy of her over nothing. Although this business seemed to have been done without anyone noticing, what if it was discovered?

For Xu Lingchong at this moment, he had already done everything that needed doing, and his mission was complete. There was really no need to linger and dawdle, only to invite trouble.

Besides, he had blasted Wei Zhao dead with a single shot on the spur of the moment—he still had no idea how he was going to explain this to his superiors when he got back. Granted, under the circumstances he could be excused, but in the end he had still violated his superiors' orders. He did not know whether the mysterious man would blame him. Ah, he could only take things one step at a time.

But even if the mysterious man really did hand down a punishment, Xu Lingchong could only pinch his nose and accept it. In any case, he had taken this chance to successfully eliminate his mortal enemy Wei Zhao; by any reckoning he had not come out at a loss. And if things really went badly, he could always use Kang Jingming as a scapegoat, leaving himself conveniently out of it...

Over there, Xu Lingchong had already carried Kang Jingming and flown swiftly to the exit. Only then did Huo Yudie, mired in grief and bewilderment, suddenly begin to come back to her senses.

If Wei Zhao really was doomed to die, then even at the cost of her own life, she would put these two chief culprits, Xu Lingchong and Kang Jingming, to death and avenge Wei Zhao!

Unfortunately, it was already too late. Huo Yudie caught only a single glimpse of his back; before she could even rise to her feet, Xu Lingchong and Kang Jingming had vanished at the exit... (To be continued..)