Chapter 3172 — The News Spreads
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By then Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi had also come downstairs and stepped out into the courtyard. The sight of the two corpses at the villa's gate gave them a start, and when they heard that both men had been experts at the peak of the late Heaven Rank—and that Wei Zhao had killed them—they were utterly astonished.
"I used a few secret arts, though they cost me something in return," Wei Zhao explained vaguely. He had promised the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect to keep their secret, so even with those closest to him he could not speak plainly, and had no choice but to fob them off like this.
And this was precisely the effect Wei Zhao wanted. Once word of this spread, it would do wonders for his reputation.
Since Wei Zhao had put it that way, neither Wu Chengtian nor Feng Sanmang pressed him further, and they hurried off to deal with the bodies. Xu Shilan, however, came over with lingering dread and asked, "Wei Zhao, who were these men?"
"Dongfang Yinxing of the Dongfang family. It seems the Dongfang family has staked a great deal this time," Wei Zhao said. "I hear there are two more left—one called Dongfang Jinxing, and one Dongfang Badao. I don't know when they'll come. When they do, I'll kill them all at once, and then you can leave this place without worry."
In saying this, Wei Zhao actually meant for the words to spread through his own people—and he had another purpose as well.
"What!?" Xu Shilan was thunderstruck. Wei Zhao really was ruthless—he meant to wipe out an entire family!
"Then... what about the other one?" Cheng Yiyi asked, curious.
"That one belongs to the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect—some fellow called Pure Yin Heavenly Worthy. In any case, the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect and I are sworn enemies. I hear they have an expert at the peak of the late Heaven Rank who has reached great perfection. I don't know whether my secret arts can kill him, but if he comes himself, I can at least give it a try. It should be no problem," Wei Zhao said.
"Good heavens... so powerful!" Cheng Yiyi stuck out her tongue. "Xiaohan, since there's nothing else, I'm going upstairs to rest. I'm so sleepy!"
"Go on ahead. I'll wait here for Brother Feng," Xu Shilan said. She had something to tell Feng Sanmang—with such a great event having happened today, she had to inform her father, Feng Tianqi.
"All right, I'm off to sleep. I'm dead tired... *yawn*..." Cheng Yiyi turned drowsily and headed back toward the villa.
"Oh man, looks like I missed all the fun!" Shen Yushu came running out of the villa in her pajamas, cupping her large breasts in her hands, and squinted sleepily at the corpses Feng Sanmang and Wu Chengtian were loading into the car. With some regret she asked, "Brother Arrowhead, who are these two idiots?"
Wei Zhao looked at her and couldn't help a wry smile. "Xiaoshu, can't you drink a little less papaya milk? Aren't your breasts tired? You're holding them up with your hands now."
"Uh... I've been drinking it since I was little, I'm used to it, I can't change it." Shen Yushu let go. "Brother Arrowhead, how about you fix them for me? I hear you can do liposuction?"
"Once you start cultivating, you'll be able to tighten your skin. If they're firmer, you won't need to hold them up with your hands," Wei Zhao said, using true qi to condense his voice—a technique he had learned in the Ice Palace. Back when he was only a Mystic Rank expert he hadn't been very skilled at it, but now that he was a Heaven Rank expert, he could use it with ease.
The matter of Shen Yushu becoming an inheritor was still a secret, and Wei Zhao did this because he did not want anyone else to know. Besides, the words were rather private—he and Xiaoshu were close enough that there was no need for reticence between them—but Xu Shilan was present, and so were Feng Sanmang and Wu Chengtian not far away, so Wei Zhao could not say it outright.
"Oh..." Shen Yushu nodded happily. "Finally, I won't have to hold them up anymore."