Chapter 3321 — The Second-Tier Automatic Cauldron
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Naturally, the most astonished of all were the three ancestors of the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect. They had been agonizing over whether they should keep helping Wei Zhao now that he was back. Lin Dongfang might stand behind them, but when all was said and done, they still had no way to answer to Wei Zhao.
Lin Dongfang had forbidden the ancestors of the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect from telling Wei Zhao anything, so they truly had no excuse to keep aiding him. They were stewing in their worries when word reached them—a message so shocking it left them reeling. Wei Zhao had slain a peak late-stage Heaven-Tier expert in a single blow and wounded two others of the same caliber?
Could it be true? The three ancestors of the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect shared the doubts of everyone else, yet because they were among the few who truly understood Wei Zhao's strength, they dialed his number at the first opportunity.
"Mr. Wei Zhao, this is the Sinister Ancestor of the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect!" Once the call connected, the Sinister Ancestor came straight to the point. "These past few days, a rumor has been circulating through the upper echelons of the ancient world—they say you slew a peak late-stage Heaven-Tier expert in a single blow and wounded two others of the same caliber. Is this true or false?"
"It is true." Wei Zhao did not conceal it. After all, the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect had shown him ample goodwill all along; there was no need to deceive them, and beyond that, Wei Zhao wanted the news to spread.
"Oh? Mr. Wei Zhao, you have grown this formidable already?" The Sinister Ancestor was startled, his voice thick with astonishment.
"It is like this—my level of strength has risen another step. I am now a mid-stage Heaven-Tier expert. And at this level, I can employ a secret art to slay a peak late-stage Heaven-Tier expert in a single blow," Wei Zhao said.
"So that is how it is!" Hearing Wei Zhao confirm it with his own lips, the Sinister Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief. He knew Wei Zhao would never speak idly. If Wei Zhao said so, then he had full confidence in it. At that thought, the Sinister Ancestor said, "By the way, while you were away, the Eastern Family, the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect, and the Black Horse Society came to see me together. They had traced those men's deaths to us, though they believed it was you who hired us."
"Oh? Did they give you any trouble?" Wei Zhao felt somewhat apologetic. The Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect had acted for the sake of the mission, but in the end they had helped him. Had he not spread word that those men had died at his hand, it would not have been easy for anyone to trace matters back to the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect.
"It is already settled, though we shall have to keep a low profile for a while," the Sinister Ancestor said. "But I fear that when they find they cannot make trouble for us, they will turn to making trouble for you!"
"I understand. It does not matter. Thank you for the warning!" Wei Zhao said.
"Very well, then—let us leave it at that!" The Sinister Ancestor could not say too much and could only hint at it. After all, there were certain connections that Wei Zhao did not know of, and which they could not speak of.
Yet beyond Wei Zhao's expectations, whether it was the Eastern Family, the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect, or the Black Horse Society, all chose temporary silence. None of them came to trouble Wei Zhao, because they truly could no longer fathom his depths!
Wei Zhao had returned? And slain a peak late-stage Heaven-Tier expert in a single blow? Even if many remained skeptical, no one was a fool this time. They still felt lingering dread from the trouble they had courted with the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect, and now Wei Zhao had returned just like that—they truly dared not stir up trouble lightly!