Chapter 3568 — Respecting Senior Brother Meng
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Meng Jueming shot him a venomous glare. If this useless lump of mud had not been so hopeless—incapable of being propped up even against a wall—how would he ever have landed himself in such an awkward position? The words he had already spoken were water poured out; with so many eyes upon him, how could he possibly take them back? If he were to renege now, then not only Meng Zhou but Meng Jueming himself would become the laughingstock of the entire Welcome Pavilion, unable to hold his head up before the stewards of the other two pavilions!
With every gaze in the hall fixed upon him, Meng Jueming could only grit his teeth and declare, "This is the law of the Welcome Pavilion, and everyone must obey it—no exceptions! Even I must obey it!"
At these words, Meng Zhou looked as though he had lost his own parents; but beneath Meng Jueming's oppressive authority, he could only swallow his shattered teeth along with his blood. Wei Zhao, however, merely smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Meng is most enlightened."
Meng Jueming gave a noncommittal grunt, though the praise sat in his stomach like a fly swallowed whole—the kind of fly that had just crawled out of a latrine.
But in the next breath, Wei Zhao turned to Xiao Che and said, "Xiao Che, I now offer my Cave Dwelling Number One on the mountain in exchange for your Cave Dwelling Number Thirteen at the foot. What say you?"
Another exchange? The whole hall broke into an uproar. Earlier, when Wei Zhao had traded his Cave Dwelling Number Fourteen at the foot for Qiao Hongcai's Number Fifteen, that could at least be understood as a move against Meng Zhou. But now he meant to give away the Number One cave dwelling he had just won for Xiao Che's Number Thirteen at the foot—this truly baffled everyone!
Anyone else would have been overjoyed to seize Cave Dwelling Number One at the foot; to volunteer to trade it away for somebody's Number Thirteen at the foot? Was his brain diseased?
Could it be pure nobility of spirit? The world of cultivation had always been cruel; since this Wei Zhao had managed to rise above the mortal realm, he surely was not so naive. Did he harbor some other scheme?
"Uh… Brother Lin, this is far too valuable—forgive me, I cannot accept it!" Xiao Che froze for a moment, then hastily waved his hands in refusal.
Though he and Wei Zhao had both come up from the mortal realm, and their bond was naturally closer than that of the other newcomers present—so that a little mutual consideration between them was only to be expected—the problem was that Cave Dwelling Number One at the foot carried far too much weight. It was so heavy that even if he were to toil like an ox and a horse for Wei Zhao for the rest of his days, he might still not be able to repay such a favor!
True enough, Cave Dwelling Number One at the foot was the dwelling every newcomer present dreamed of, and he, Xiao Che, was no exception. With his cultivation at the peak great perfection of the late Heaven Tier, if he could add the benefits of Cave Dwelling Number One, then—never mind competing with the people of the Soaring Sky Pavilion and the Mystic Mechanism Pavilion—he would at the very least be highly likely to claim the foremost seat among the Qingyun Pavilion newcomers present!
To anyone, this was an irresistible temptation—as true for him, Xiao Che, as it surely was for Wei Zhao!
Although Wei Zhao had earlier said that the cultivation method he practiced was peculiar and did not require high spiritual qi density, any clear-eyed person knew this was merely a pretext. No matter how heaven-defying or bizarre the method, when it came to the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, more was always better; there was no such thing as denser qi producing worse results.