Chapter 2963 — Who Said You Could Leave?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
To make one's voice heard in the world of the strong, one had to be stronger still! A powerful faction standing at one's back was the Silkworm Mutation's greatest source of confidence today. The Dark Night Palace might also have peak late heaven-tier experts, but surely not as many as the Xuandan Sect—and that was the confidence that emboldened the Silkworm Mutation to order the black-clad elder about.
No matter how strong one's personal power, no matter how well one could fight above one's tier and slay opponents in an instant, without a powerful overall faction behind you, it was no use. If his own subordinates were all heaven-tier experts, forming a force to rival an ancient sect, would the Dark Night Palace still dare behave like this?
Of course, even having grasped all this, Wei Zhao could not remedy it for the moment. Compared with the ancient sects, he lacked deep reserves, and without raising his own strength he had no way to raise his subordinates' either. This was a textbook case of one man attaining the Way and even his dogs and chickens soaring into heaven—unlike the ancient sects, which produced talents in every generation and possessed many means of elevating their strength.
Thinking all this through, Wei Zhao knew he had indeed been somewhat rash, stepping onto the ancient stage too early. He was only a late earth-tier expert; he might be able to slay a mid heaven-tier in an instant, but he was still only late earth-tier!
If he were heaven-tier and could refine Qi-Gathering Pills, then his subordinates would surely all be early heaven-tier experts. In that case, would the Dark Night Palace still dare behave like this?
The exhilaration of earlier fighting above his tier had made Wei Zhao lose sight of his true self, blinding him to the constraints of cultivation rank, until he believed that so long as he could kill a higher-tier enemy, his own rank did not matter.
But the truth was otherwise: elevating one's true strength was the only great Way.
"Young Master Tian, is that enough now?" the black-clad elder asked once Zhao Qibing had begged forgiveness.
"Hand over the Great Return Pills you carry and give them to Wei Zhao as recompense. Then you may go," Tian Die'er said.
"What?! Our Qi-Gathering Pills? Why must we surrender those too?" The black-clad elder was utterly beside himself. The Silkworm Mutation's relentless pressure had finally made him explode. "We have already apologized! Why should we give up what is ours? Does the Xuandan Sect not stand for fairness and justice? Then why must we surrender what belongs to us?"
"If a wrong is committed and an apology is all it takes, then may I kill you and simply say sorry to the Dark Night Palace?" Tian Die'er said, her face expressionless. "You may refuse, but then the Qi-Gathering Pills are gone! This is my decision—one third-grade pill is hereby confiscated."
"What? The Qi-Gathering Pills... gone?" The black-clad elder's furious expression softened at once. The Qi-Gathering Pills were meant to raise the strength of Palace Mistress Wan'er—how could they be gone? If they were lost, the Supreme Elder would flay him alive when he returned!
At that thought, the black-clad elder had no choice but to fish a small box from his breast pocket and toss it in Wei Zhao's direction. "Fine! The Great Return Pills—we give them to you!"
Wei Zhao's limbs had not yet recovered, making it inconvenient for him to take anything, so Wu Chengtian beside him caught the small box. He opened it, glanced inside, and nodded. "Not bad—these are indeed Great Return Pills!" (To be continued)