Chapter 2843 — Waking Up
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"Hoo-hoo—(That still won't do. He provoked me, and I mean to kill him!)" the eight-legged lizard spirit beast said.
"Cheep-cheep! (I beg you, spare him!)" the Thunder Pig pleaded.
"Hoo-hoo—(No! Enough, say no more, little thing. Your strength is weaker than mine, so you ought to obey me! I command you now—step aside at once, or I'll finish you off along with him!)" The eight-legged lizard was not the sort of spirit beast that took pleasure in slaughtering its own kind, and so it had no wish to raise a claw against the Thunder Pig.
"Cheep-cheep! (I'm a contract spirit beast—your rank suppression doesn't work on me. I may be terrified of you, but I won't step aside. My master has been good to me!)" The Thunder Pig shook its head firmly.
"Hoo-hoo—(Very well, then. Don't blame me for showing no mercy!)" the eight-legged lizard roared in fury, ready to swat the Thunder Pig aside and then finish off Wei Zhao.
"Cheep-cheep? (Could you give me a little more time? Let me try to wake my master?)" The Thunder Pig was suddenly frantic.
"Hoo-hoo—(Go keep yourself company off to the side!)" The eight-legged lizard thrust out a foreclaw and sent the Thunder Pig flying with a single swat.
"Cheep... cheep..." The Thunder Pig let out a shrill cry as it was flung backward. The blow was not fatal, but it was badly hurt, and it crashed heavily to the ground and could not rise again...
"Hmph, biting off more than it can chew!" Zhang Naipao could not understand what the Thunder Pig and the eight-legged lizard had said to each other, but it was plain enough that the Thunder Pig was trying to stop the lizard from attacking Wei Zhao. He said this because he had already seen that the Thunder Pig's strength was at the peak of the late Mystic Rank—worlds apart from the eight-legged lizard. Given the rank suppression between spirit beasts, there was simply no way the Thunder Pig could make the lizard hold back!
Feng Shihua, Li Ciba, Ge Xian, and Zhao Qilei, however, were rather puzzled and annoyed. By all rights, Wei Zhao should not have been attacked by spirit beasts at all. What was his contract spirit beast running over there to stir up trouble for? From the look of it, it seemed to have enraged the eight-legged lizard and gotten itself badly wounded in the bargain!
"Hey, little pig, get back here quick! Brother Lin will be fine—these spirit beasts seem quite friendly toward him!" Feng Shihua shouted at the Thunder Pig.
The Thunder Pig rolled its eyes in speechless exasperation. Feng Shihua and the others did not know the truth, and there was no way for it to explain. Besides, even if it wanted to get up now, it could not—its injuries were too severe, and it simply could not rise...
Watching the eight-legged lizard crawl toward Wei Zhao as though about to finish him off, Zhao Qilei and the others were frantic with worry, yet utterly helpless. For all that their present party—two Heaven Rank, one Earth Rank, one Mystic Rank—was a rather formidable combination in the cultivation world, they still had no power to resist a behemoth like a spirit beast. By virtue of their natural advantages, spirit beasts held a great innate edge over human cultivators!
This time, as far as they were concerned, Wei Zhao was truly done for...
At this moment, Wei Zhao's primal spirit was trapped in an unreal environment, which had left his mind unsettled and sent him into a frantic, berserk rampage. Wei Zhao's body ran amok in the real world, while his primal spirit ran amok to and fro within the jade pendant—only Wei Zhao himself did not know it...
"Xiaoyi, what's wrong with you?" Old Jiao was somewhat alarmed, but calling Wei Zhao's name twice was of no use at all. For one thing, Jiao Yazi had no real strength to speak of; for another, he was merely an illusory, insubstantial form containing only a trace of primal spirit, and lacked the power to rouse Wei Zhao.