Chapter 3173 — An Impossible Calamity
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"That Wei Zhao is a force to be reckoned with—he can kill opponents above his own rank! He cut down a mid Heaven Rank expert of the Dongfang family in a single strike before, and now he has slain two experts at the peak of the late Heaven Rank. Word is he used some secret art that comes at a cost, but be that as it may, he had been concealing his true strength all along!" Feng Tianhu said. "Who knows whether killing two late Heaven Rank experts at their peak is the limit of his power—it may even be that he can slay experts of the great-perfection late Heaven Rank!"
"Then... what are we going to do?" Dongfang Xiaocui's face drained of color. "Could he know that this was a plot the two of us hatched? Will he come for us? If he does, we're dead! Tianhu, think of something, quick—what do we do?"
Dongfang Xiaocui was frantic. For the first time she felt helpless, felt fear. The Dongfang family could no longer be her shield, for experts at the peak of the late Heaven Rank could be struck down by Wei Zhao's hand as well, and Dongfang Xiaocui was afraid—afraid that Wei Zhao would come to take his revenge on her.
"Don't panic yet. Wei Zhao must know—after all, he was brought here by my second brother, and my second brother would surely have told him about the matter between you and me. So there's no use in panicking; all we can do is think of a countermeasure." Feng Tianhu was likewise agitated and ill at ease.
"How about we go to him of our own accord and kneel and beg for mercy—beg him not to kill us, tell him I won't dare, I'll never dare move against Xu Shilan again, and ask him to forgive us. How about that?" Dongfang Xiaocui was growing desperate. "Yes, that's it! I'll kneel and beg. I hear he's the leader of the Poets. I'm the Poets' mother—even if he doesn't want to spare me, surely he'll give his own little brother the Poets some face? I'll talk to the Poets right now and get them to help!"
Feng Tianhu was far from pleased. He thought to himself: once Wei Zhao no longer blames you, he'll surely vent his fury on me. What am I to do then? It seems a woman with so little up top is simply useless; allying with her is nothing but asking for trouble!
Yet Feng Tianhu had no other way out. Dongfang Xiaocui could lean on Feng Shihua, but he could not—Feng Shihua loathed him to the bone, so how could he possibly help him? Feng Tianhu hesitated. What will be will be; if disaster cannot be avoided, it cannot be avoided. He could only do his utmost to find a way.
"Then you go on ahead. I'll think of something else," Feng Tianhu said, somewhat helplessly.
Dongfang Xiaocui went off to beg her son Feng Shihua to intercede, while Feng Tianhu, after returning, did not give up either. Instead he phoned Dongfang Jinxing! This affair had been carried out by him and Dongfang Jinxing together; even if he died, he would drag someone down with him to cushion the fall!
Dongfang Jinxing was in fact also waiting for word from Dongfang Yinxing. Earlier that day Dongfang Yinxing had spoken with him and decided to strike at Wei Zhao that night, the agreed hour being around midnight. But now dawn was nearly breaking, and no word had come. This bred a foreboding in Dongfang Jinxing's heart.
By any reckoning, two experts at the peak of the late Heaven Rank killing a single early Heaven Rank expert like Wei Zhao should have been the work of minutes and taken no time at all. Yet several hours had passed and still there was no word. How could Dongfang Jinxing not be anxious?
"Jinxing, you are now the young family head, the master of the Dongfang family—how can you be so unsettled?" Dongfang Badao cast a glance at Dongfang Jinxing. He, for his part, had confidence in Dongfang Yinxing: experts at the peak of the late Heaven Rank were among the top existences in the present world of cultivation, and even an expert of the great-perfection late Heaven Rank could not be said to slay one of them with ease, let alone Wei Zhao.