Chapter 3413 — Three Roommates
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Boom—" With a howl of agony, the close-cropped man was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground, unable to move a single inch.
Fights among cultivators like this were something the people at the poison-refining base could not even be bothered to meddle in. One more or one less made no difference, and besides, these people were all wild and unruly—high-handed policies were very hard to enforce on them.
"Impossible! An early-stage Earth-rank expert? How could he have injured Fanzi?" The long-haired man, Meng Gaohai, finally began to take Wei Zhao seriously. He rose to his feet and unleashed his full early-stage Heaven-rank power. "But kid, no matter how formidable you are, no matter how well you punch above your rank, against me you're still just going to get a beating."
"Early-stage Heaven-rank? Sorry to disappoint you. I've slapped around quite a few Heaven-rank experts in my time. You're the weakest of the lot," Wei Zhao said mildly.
Since he had already made his move, Wei Zhao suddenly changed his mind. Before, he had intended to play the lone hero, quietly investigating the Pangolin affair on his own, but now that seemed impossible—these people had no intention of letting him be.
Well, if they would not let him be, then he would simply beat them into submission! It happened to suit him: tomorrow Wei Zhao meant to go asking around for information and had planned to find some people to pump for news. Of course, to get the information he needed, he would have to offer something in return.
Now things were even better. He would not have to give these people anything at all—he could simply subdue them with overwhelming strength and make them work for him! This Meng Gaohai was an early-stage Heaven-rank expert and the leader here, so he was probably a man whose word was law in this place. With him stepping forward, a great deal of trouble would be saved.
Of course, Wei Zhao did not need his wholehearted loyalty—forced submission would do. He had no intention of taking them on as underlings anyway.
In the world of cultivation, the strong are honored; it is the same wherever you go. So all Wei Zhao had to do was subdue Meng Gaohai, and everything would be smooth sailing.
"Haha!" Meng Gaohai laughed heartily. "A mere early-stage Earth-rank, and such a big mouth. Have you ever even seen a Heaven-rank expert? If you were really that capable, would you have been caught and brought here?"
"Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm, sixth form!" Wei Zhao waved a hand casually and struck Meng Gaohai. He did not want to bandy words with the man—talk was useless; only strength was real. With Wei Zhao's speed, killing him would have been easy as could be, but Wei Zhao simply did not want him dead.
"Pff—" Meng Gaohai was in the middle of his laugh when he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward. Fortunately, Wei Zhao had held back, so he was not killed on the spot.
Meng Gaohai crashed to the ground and spat several more mouthfuls of blood before he gasped out in horror, "You... you're no early-stage Earth-rank... you... you've been hiding your strength..."
"You're right about that. Never mind you—even a peak late-stage Heaven-rank expert standing before me would be a cinch for me to kill, easy and enjoyable," Wei Zhao said mildly. (To be continued..) RT