Chapter 3941 — The Scrap King Is Looking for You
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After the newcomer assessment had concluded that day, Meng Jueming scoured every corner for rare healing remedies, hoping to nurse Meng Zhou back to health. None of them worked; some even backfired, nearly killing Meng Zhou on the spot.
Yet just when Meng Jueming was at his wit's end, reduced to watching helplessly as Meng Zhou slipped toward death, Meng Zhou endured days of agony worse than death itself—and then, by sheer force of his will to live, clawed his way back from the brink.
By now Meng Zhou's injuries had gradually stabilized. He could not recover in a short span of time, but recovery was only a matter of time.
"The man's a damned cockroach—you just can't kill him!" After reading the intelligence report, Wei Zhao could not help but frown darkly.
He had a faint, ominous premonition that after this ordeal, Meng Zhou—a minor figure who should never have amounted to anything—seemed to be growing into a serious threat.
It was like opening Pandora's box. The Midnight-Noon Heart-Shattering Pill seemed to have created another Meng Zhou, a far more troublesome Meng Zhou. Given time, the man might well grow into a figure of real consequence—and then things would get difficult.
But matters had come to this, and for the moment Wei Zhao had no good way to strangle the threat in its cradle. Having the strength yet no chance to strike made Wei Zhao taste, for once, the helplessness that had once plagued Meng Jueming and his lot. Surely he could not order Li Zhengming to quietly assassinate Meng Zhou!
Never mind whether Li Zhengming would agree—even if he were willing, pulling it off under Meng Jueming's very nose would be nearly impossible. One slip, one telltale sign, and he was finished.
Apart from this report, after several more days of bitter cultivation, once his realm had stabilized sufficiently, Wei Zhao finally decided to make a trip to the market district.
During the month he had spent in the back mountains, he had gathered no small number of rare natural treasures, and along the way he had also slain several high-grade spirit beasts that had set their sights on him.
Spirit beast carcasses were not like rare herbs and other natural treasures—many of their parts required processing by skilled hands before they were of any use. Keeping them on his person was pointless, so he might as well trade them away at the market.
Wei Zhao now needed to begin preparing for his next breakthrough. Yet after circling the outer reaches of the back mountains for a full month, he had failed to find another Heart-Devouring Linglong Grass.
The result left him deeply dejected, and it also made him realize something: relying solely on his own searches each time for so rare a spirit herb as the Heart-Devouring Linglong Grass was plainly unrealistic. A single man's strength had its limits—what hope was there of finding the grass in the vast back mountains all by himself, time after time?
So this time he meant to pay another visit to the Hong Clan Merchant Guild. If Hong Zhong would agree to put out feelers and buy on his behalf, then with the connections and influence of a guild magnate, Wei Zhao could not claim a hundred percent certainty—but it would be far better than searching alone.
Beyond that, over the past two months, for reasons unknown, the pursuit of Lin Er by Nantian Pass and Yu Jiang had clearly died down. So in theory, this trip to the market carried little risk.
His mind made up, the long-dormant Lin Er returned to the world. He soon appeared on the outer street of the market district, his purpose plain—he went straight to Chen Heihu, the man who dealt in spirit beasts.
Though he had dealt with Chen Heihu only once, Wei Zhao's impression of him was rather favorable.