Chapter 2850 — Lamenting the Past
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Still, Wei Zhao had pinned his hopes on the Thunder Pig. The Thunder Pig had not come down with him. If he waited a while and the Thunder Pig realized he had not gone back up, might it go find Feng Shihua and the others to report?
But if only Li Ciba and Feng Shihua came here, Wei Zhao could not guarantee a smooth ascent either—perhaps they would all end up trapped here together! Wei Zhao had considered having Li Ciba strike the cliff face, but Li Ciba was only a mid-stage Heaven-rank expert. True, he was an external-school expert skilled in boxing, but the crucial problem was that Wei Zhao had no way to restore his physical strength and true qi. Heaven-Sent Spring Rain had no effect on an external-school expert. Even if Wei Zhao brought him up, they would likely give up halfway.
Of course, Li Ciba could recover naturally. Once he had recovered, Wei Zhao could carry him up again—one recovery, one more stretch of height. But the flaw was obvious: the trial time was limited. Past twenty days, the qi of the Five Fiends would invade the body. Wei Zhao would be fine, but Li Ciba and the others would not be. They would likely go mad from qi deviation before even reaching the halfway point.
So that method would not work. Wei Zhao felt conflicted, unsure what choice the Thunder Pig would make.
"Then... you came to save me... and now you're trapped here with me too?" Yang Qiqi gave Wei Zhao a look full of sympathy and gratitude, a bitter feeling in her heart, not knowing what to say. She had seen the help and care Wei Zhao had given her with her own eyes, but she did not know how to repay him.
"Heh." Wei Zhao smiled and said nothing more. From the unique mark on Yang Qiqi's ring, he could tell she came from the place where he had trained as a child. And since she could be so close to the Ninth Princess, she must be a core disciple there. It was just that Wei Zhao had been young then, and his memories remained stuck in his childhood. Not only did he have no impression of the young woman before him, but even his memories of Yang Xiaoxiao and the Ninth Princess were somewhat blurred. As the saying went, a girl changes eighteen times as she grows; even if he remembered, he probably would not recognize her.
Yang Xiaoxiao was their master's daughter, and the Ninth Princess was their master's adopted daughter. Both had been Wei Zhao's companions in training when he was young. From back then, the thought their master had instilled in him was that, as team leader, he must never abandon any member of the squad—he had to have a spirit of unity and cooperation. This was one of the reasons Wei Zhao had come looking for Yang Qiqi.
Thinking of Yang Xiaoxiao and the Ninth Princess, Wei Zhao grew wistful. How many years had it been since he had gone back? It was time to return and see them. From the resentment in the Ninth Princess's words, he could tell she was deeply displeased that he had not come back to see her for so many years!
It was just that Wei Zhao's life before had been one of drifting and instability, living each day with no certainty of tomorrow, without a fixed home. (To be continued.)