Chapter 2750 — Intimidation
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Of course, what made Lin Dongfang's name resound throughout the ancient sects was not his fame as a divine physician, but another, far more terrifying legend...
"That's all we can do," Ancestor Xuanzhen said with a sigh. "We'll do our best. If it truly can't be done, I'll call Senior Brother Xuantian again—I really am a little reluctant to lose face over this."
"All right, I'll tell him right away," the Silkworm said with a nod.
When Kang Jingming received the Silkworm's reply, he was struck dumb. Ancestor Xuanzhen had no solution either? In Kang Jingming's mind, Ancestor Xuanzhen was the very model of a divine physician—and even he was at his wit's end? Yet he had already made such grand promises!
He had assumed that on this mission, using Wang Xinyan's illness as leverage, he could trade back the true pill formula in Wei Zhao's hands without the slightest effort. But who could have imagined... Remembering what Wei Zhao had said before—that if he failed to cure her, he would be kicked to death—Kang Jingming felt a flicker of fear.
Yet fearful or not, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep negotiating terms with Wei Zhao. This was his mission, after all; he could hardly slink back to the Xuan Dan Sect in disgrace.
"Found a way already? That was quick," Wei Zhao said mockingly, watching Kang Jingming. As a late-stage Earth-rank expert, Wei Zhao could eavesdrop on Kang Jingming's phone call without the slightest difficulty. He was not the sort who liked prying into others' private affairs, but with Kang Jingming he felt no need for courtesy.
Though Wei Zhao could not hear what was said on the other end of the line, the sight of Kang Jingming's face—like a frostbitten eggplant—told him plainly that no cure for Wang Xinyan had been found.
"Uh... Wei Zhao, here's the thing. I've thought it over carefully, and curing Wang Xinyan is a long, drawn-out process. Making that the condition for exchanging pill formulas with you is a bit unfair—after all, Wang Xinyan is my sister-in-law. So I'll treat her slowly from now on! You won't have to pay any price at all," Kang Jingming explained. "So I've decided: I'll treat her free of charge, out of pure duty."
"Oh? Then you don't want the pill formula anymore?" Wei Zhao asked, regarding Kang Jingming with amusement.
"Uh... of course I want it. But I'll trade you something else for it," Kang Jingming said with a grin. "What do you say? Aren't I good to you?"
"Good, my ass!" Wei Zhao sent a kick into Kang Jingming's body, sending him sprawling. "You playing games with me? You think I don't know you can't cure her? I've been putting up with you for Wang Xinyan's sake all this time!"
Kang Jingming was knocked head over heels by Wei Zhao's kick, but he was a Heaven-rank adept. Though he lacked any offensive power, his defensive ability was considerable; he was merely thrown into a sorry state, without suffering any serious injury.
"You... how can you just kick people at random? I never said I couldn't cure her!" Kang Jingming said, inwardly uneasy. In a fight he was no match for Wei Zhao—Heaven-rank mid-stage or not, he had no offensive martial techniques at all, and calling the Xuan Dan Sect for backup was out of the question. Ancestor Xuanzhen's attitude had been perfectly clear: an fair exchange of pill formulas with Wei Zhao, not a robbery. So Kang Jingming could only grit his teeth and endure.
In an instant, he and Wei Zhao—who had been enduring him all this while—had traded places.
"You were on the phone with some 'Little Taohong' next door—did you think I couldn't hear?" Wei Zhao curled his lip. "I never would have guessed, Kang Jingming. Not long in the Xuan Dan Sect, and you're already cozying up to the people around the young sect master?"