Chapter 1399 — Concealed Strength? From Zhang Lifeng's Medical Notes Wei Zhao Learns the Use of the Ten-Thousand-Year Spring Wood Box, a Box That Keeps Medicinal Herbs Fresh and Unspoiled and Can Store the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit! The Herbs Once Kept Inside Had Not Spoiled Over So Many Years Precisely Because of This Box
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His Ten-Thousand-Year Spring Wood Box was, however, far too small. Wei Zhao did not know how large a single Fire Spirit Holy Fruit might be, but from Zhang Lifeng's account it was plainly not small, for Zhang Lifeng had needed two handkerchiefs to wrap it before placing it in his medicine case. By that reckoning, the Spring Wood Box could hold one Fire Spirit Holy Fruit at most, and no more. In that case, he could save only Feng Xiaoxiao, and not Feng Xiaoxiao's mother.
It seemed Wei Zhao would have to bring Feng Xiaoxiao along with him, just as Zhang Lifeng had done, taking his friend with him to the snow mountain in the bitterly cold reaches of the far north. Once there, however, that would be no difficult matter for Wei Zhao at all. After all, Feng Xiaoxiao lay sealed within an ice coffin and would need no care from him.
Wei Zhao was lost in thought when suddenly, not far off, Elder Rain stirred!
Although Wei Zhao's eyes were on the medical notes in his hands, he had been watching all around him the whole time, eyes in every direction and ears listening on all sides. After all, he was far from easy about the many traps in this ancient tomb, fearing some spirit beast might appear in the middle of the night. No spirit beast came, however. What came instead was Elder Rain.
Without warning, Elder Rain set his inner cultivation method in motion, driving his strength abruptly to its limit, early Earth Rank. Seizing the moment while Wei Zhao was reading, he burst up without warning and struck a palm straight at Wei Zhao's chest, meaning to kill him with a single blow!
Toward Wei Zhao, Elder Rain felt an unspeakable dread. This fellow was uncanny, conjuring some true qi bomb that simply left no way to counter it, utterly unstoppable in its force, so that even a master like Elder Rain dared not meet him head on!
Elder Rain therefore sought one sure hit. If the sneak attack succeeded and Wei Zhao were finished outright, Elder Rain's troubles would be over. Even if he failed to kill Wei Zhao, he could at least wound him. His wishful plan was well laid, yet he never imagined that in the instant the palm came striking in, Wei Zhao would spring swiftly to his feet and slip aside, dodging Elder Rain's blow!
"What are you doing? Killing for treasure?" Wei Zhao looked at Elder Rain with a cold smile, a ruthless glint crossing the corner of his mouth. Just as Wei Zhao had expected, Elder Rain had at last grown impatient after leaving the ancient tomb and was moving to kill for treasure.
"Quick reactions!" Missing with one strike, Elder Rain's expression turned ugly. "Since you have seen through it, so what? I mean to kill you, so what of it? Youngster, my mind is made up. Though you dodged one blow, this time next year will be your memorial day! Blame only your own greed for taking the treasure I wanted!"
"You mean you are sure you can beat me?" Hearing Elder Rain's words, Wei Zhao regarded him with interest, without the least sign of fear.
"Though you hold a true qi bomb as your trump card, you are after all only Mystic Rank. If I risk taking injury to kill you, it can be done!" Elder Rain said. "I may be left gravely wounded, but you will surely be dead!"
"That sounds almost reasonable?" Wei Zhao nodded and said lightly.
"Quite right. Youngster, if you do not wish to die, then be sensible and hand over the medical notes and the alchemist's notes, along with that Qi Gathering Pill, and this old man will spare your life!" Elder Rain looked at Wei Zhao and spoke word by word.
Hearing Elder Rain's words, Wei Zhao could not help laughing. Was this Elder Rain not too ridiculous? Talking on and on, he still dared not strike, hoping instead to frighten Wei Zhao into handing over what he wanted! Had that prize been in another's hands, Wei Zhao would have failed once in talk and long since moved to seize it by force. Where would all this nonsense come from?