Chapter 4491 — All Heretical Cultivators
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
Under such circumstances, even if Divine Wind Escort Agency ultimately chanced to gain the advantage and took it, it would be a castle in the air, ill-founded and unjustified. Beyond offending Qingtian Escort Agency and Longzhou Escort Agency to the death, if trouble truly arose later, Hai Wuliang could turn around and push them out as scapegoats, while he himself stood safely aloof. After all, who had made Divine Wind Escort Agency the greatest beneficiary?
Others might not see through Hai Wuliang's designs, but to conceal them from the eyes of these men was simply impossible.
Not only did Zhao Bufan and the others refuse to take the bait, they even struck a posture of righteous indignation and turned the accusation back on him. This unexpected response left Hai Wuliang dumbfounded, unable to react for a long while.
But an arrow once loosed cannot return. Since Hai Wuliang had already torn off all pretense in the open, he could not simply abandon it halfway. That Zhao Bufan and the others all opposed him could mean only one thing: their own minds were dull, and they would not eat the meat that had dropped right by their mouths. Then they had best not blame Four Seas Escort Agency for an ugly display of greed.
"Heh. It seems everyone is still ignorant of the truth. But this head judge has already dropped such an obvious hint—before you speak, could you not at least use your heads?" Beginning with Zhao Bufan, Hai Wuliang swept his mocking gaze across their faces one by one, finally coming to rest on Qi Mingyuan and Long Kuiba.
"Hmph, out with it then. If this matter cannot be made clear today, one of us will surely be shedding blood!" Qi Mingyuan snorted coldly. A straight man fears no crooked shadow—he was not afraid of whatever trick Hai Wuliang might be playing.
Long Kuiba, however, had no such confidence. Under Hai Wuliang's stare, he unconsciously shrank his neck and stole a glance at Cheng Haonan, whose own face was ashen. Today's business, he feared, was hanging by a thread.
"Good. Then let us all bear witness together." Hai Wuliang gave a cold laugh and turned to Long Kuiba. "Head Escort Long, this head judge will ask you a question. You had best answer truthfully—do you or do you not know that Cheng Haonan and Wu Baoliang are both heretical cultivators?"
Heretical cultivators? The entire hall changed color at once. Cheng Haonan and Wu Baoliang, with their monstrous, heaven-defying strength—both of them heretical cultivators?!
Only Wei Zhao remained as calm as ever. Whether Cheng Haonan was truly a heretical cultivator, he still dared not say for certain—but Wu Baoliang was beyond all doubt. That much was officially acknowledged by the North Island!
What left Wei Zhao somewhat puzzled, however, was this: even if they were heretical cultivators, so what? Did everyone need to react so strongly?
The South Continent seas were a chaotic expanse where murder and arson were commonplace. Wei Zhao had assumed from the outset that this must be a paradise for heretical cultivators—otherwise, why would Wu Baoliang have traveled a thousand li to take refuge here? Everyone ought to have long since grown used to heretical cultivators. There was no reason for such shock.
After all, Wei Zhao was merely an outsider. Though he had stayed several months, his understanding of the South Continent seas was in truth not deep, and even his grasp of the South Continent Escort Grand Gathering was shallow. Had he known that this was the very representative assembly of the South Continent's righteous path, he would have understood why everyone reacted this way to heretical cultivators.
The reaction of Qi Wenmo beside him, however, was most amusing. Upon hearing Hai Wuliang's words, he raised his hand without a second thought and slapped himself across the face, his features steeped in regret: "Damn it all, how did I not think of that!"