Chapter 11625 — Heaven's Calamities May Be Forgiven
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
With Wei Zhao's present wealth, producing that much fortune was naturally no difficult matter.
Wrapped in three hundred thousand worth of fortune, the crack that had just appeared on the Demon-Devouring Sword was instantly repaired, and the incoming palm carrying a million in fortune was split cleanly apart by that one sword stroke.
Mr. Gu's eyelids twitched wildly. "You can throw money around too?"
Wei Zhao nodded earnestly. "Just learned it."
"..."
Not a single punctuation mark of such nonsense would Mr. Gu believe.
Throwing money around looked simple at first glance—just smashing fortune at the opponent—as if anyone with deep pockets could master it with ease. In truth, it was nothing of the sort.
To truly unleash the might of fortune and achieve the effect of the whole world lending its strength was in no way less difficult than any rule-essence.
Even with Mr. Gu's talent, he had shut himself away in seclusion to study it for a full hundred years before attaining its present power.
If Wei Zhao had never made a dedicated study of it before, that meant he had taken a single glance from beginning to end and then mastered it.
Was that possible?
If such madness truly existed in this world, Mr. Gu would have long since found a block of tofu and dashed his brains out against it—living on would be too shameful.
Little did he know, Wei Zhao really had not been lying.
With a cheat like the World Will running, any technique or essence held no secret at all in his eyes.
Especially after ten thousand years of tempering in the Nation of Sin, Wei Zhao's understanding of the essence of power had risen by an entire level compared to before.
The principles of the throw-money-around technique looked exceedingly complex in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.
But in his eyes, they were practically handed to him for free—he barely even needed to think, could see through them at a single glance.
Compared with the explosive growth of his overall strength, this formidable insight into the power of techniques was, without exception, the most terrifying thing about Wei Zhao today.
Replicating A Thousand Gold in One Throw to his face, or casually walking out of the ancestral sacrificial formation—these were merely the tip of the iceberg of that ability.
Wei Zhao reminded him mildly, "You can go all out now."
Mr. Gu's heart lurched at once.
Up to this moment he had indeed been holding back, but how had this fellow seen through it?
A guess. It had to be a guess.
Mr. Gu consoled himself thus, yet his hands had already come to a complete stop, and at last he fixed his full attention on Wei Zhao.
"Three breaths. If I can destroy you within three breaths, I won't have to suffer any backlash."
Mr. Gu declared openly.
The implication being that he was utterly confident of taking Wei Zhao down within three breaths.
Wei Zhao, however, shook his head. "It won't take that long."
"At least you know yourself."
Mr. Gu suspected nothing, and vast quantities of fortune began at once to gather upon his person.
One million. Two million. Three million...
Ten million!
A full ten million in fortune!
Wrapped in ten million in fortune, Mr. Gu's entire figure had blurred into indistinctness, growing ever more unfathomable.
Wei Zhao clicked his tongue in secret dismay.
He had indeed already seen through the other's true depths, but now, beholding a solid ten million in fortune, the impact of the sight was akin to a mortal of the secular world seeing an entire truckload of cash in the middle of the street—no normal person could remain wholly unmoved.
And this was only the beginning.
The intensity of Mr. Gu's aura began at once to surge madly.
In the blink of an eye, it had risen by a full order of magnitude.
Just moments ago he had been an early-stage Heaven-Rank Venerable; now he was directly elevated to the pinnacle of the early Heaven-Rank Venerable!