Chapter 3240 — Another Fine Treasure
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Only, Xu Shilan did not know whether she still had a chance. The thought alone felt like a small defeat. She was, after all, a great star—yet Wei Zhao seemed never to have regarded her as a celebrity at all. In his eyes, she was probably nothing more than an ordinary good friend.
"Wei Zhao, thank you..." Cheng Yiyi looked at him, guilt written all over her face, not knowing what to say. Wei Zhao knew she was an Earth Rank expert—but did Wei Zhao also know about the things she had done to harm Xiaohan?
Did he know, or not? Cheng Yiyi could not tell, and yet her heart was in torment. But often people are not masters of their own fate—is that not so?
Wei Zhao nodded, though his gaze did not linger long on Cheng Yiyi; he did not want Xu Shilan to read anything into it. He meant to have a talk with Cheng Yiyi once they were alone. So he turned instead to the Old Dean and said, "Old Dean, it's over now. Take them off to rest. This Grand Elder of the Black Horse Association was brought here by Feng Tianhu of the ancient Feng family—why he came looking for you, I imagine I need not spell out. As for Feng Tianhu, I will settle accounts with him. But as for what happened tonight, I ask that everyone keep the details to themselves."
Wei Zhao had not said it outright, but everyone present understood what he meant: his true strength. The rumor that Wei Zhao could kill a master at the great perfection of the late Heaven Rank peak in the blink of an eye—that was truly a rumor. Wei Zhao possessed no such fearsome power.
Had the men of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect not stepped in today, Wei Zhao would truly have been at his wit's end.
"I understand." The Old Dean nodded gravely. "None of us will breathe a word—right, Xiaohan?"
"Right," Xu Shilan nodded.
"Then we'll go up and deal with the matter of the corpse; everything else can wait until tomorrow. Agreed?" Wei Zhao nodded and said to the Old Dean.
"Agreed." The Old Dean was tired too; he nodded and led Xu Shilan and the others off to rest...
Yu Xiaoke had stood to one side all this while without a word. Only when Wei Zhao turned to go did she suddenly speak up: "Wei Zhao... the thing I promised you—I will keep my word."
In that moment Yu Xiaoke made her decision: she would tell the Male Bandit. She had made up her mind. Wei Zhao was a good man, and she did not want to go on deceiving him about her feelings.
"What?" Wei Zhao blinked, feigning ignorance.
"No... nothing..." Yu Xiaoke's spirits deflated at once. Had Wei Zhao really not heard what she said earlier?
Wei Zhao went up the stairs together with the Bloody Garment Ancestor, the Yellow Springs Ancestor, and the Sinister Ancestor, and came to the doorway of that ruined room. The corpse of the Black Horse Association's Grand Elder lay quietly within.
Here was a tyrant of a generation, a cultivator of the highest rank, and here his life had ended. It was enough to make one sigh.
"The Heaven-and-Earth Snare... a pity it's single-use and can never be used again," Wei Zhao murmured with a sigh as he looked at the snare still wrapped about the Grand Elder's body. What a waste.
"Still, the old fellow had a fine treasure on him—compared to your snare, it's no worse, and maybe better!" The Sinister Ancestor pointed at the Black Horse Association's Grand Elder. These divine weapons of top-tier masters were all on record in the ancient world, and the Sinister Ancestor of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect knew them well enough.
"Oh?" Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback—and suddenly recalled his own true qi bomb, which had vanished without warning right before the Black Horse Association's Grand Elder's eyes! (Yunhai Shuku's public WeChat: yuren22—please add it!)