Chapter 4570 — A Plea for Help
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And if he was a dragon-clan senior, then his words naturally carried credibility—and besides, when it came down to it, the Ghost Thing had no need whatsoever to lie to it about such a thing. It would be utterly meaningless; after all, the Five-Bane Dragon was not going to truly obey his every word just because he was the former Azure Dragon Elder. At most it would show a little more respect.
"Get up. I am no longer the Azure Dragon Elder. If you call me 'Senior Azure Dragon,' people will take you for one of that damned Vermilion Bird's cronies." The Ghost Thing laughed with a sigh. "Just do as Wei Zhao here does and call me Senior Ghost!"
"Yes, Senior Ghost!" The Five-Bane Dragon hastily corrected itself, then glanced at Wei Zhao and could not resist asking, "Say, how did you two end up in this place? I'm a spirit beast with all five elements, so being teleported to the Five-Venom Swamp makes sense—but how did a human cultivator like you fall in here too? Don't tell me you're not actually human, but a spirit beast in disguise?"
Hearing this wildly imaginative conjecture, Wei Zhao, who had been sighing wordlessly a moment before, was suddenly amused. "You're an Earth-Opening stage existence now—can't you tell whether I'm human or a spirit beast?"
"I could have before, but isn't Senior Ghost here? Maybe he used some special method to completely hide any trace of you being a spirit beast?" The Five-Bane Dragon wagged its great head. Broken primordial spirit or not, it was plain that it held the Ghost Thing, the former Azure Dragon, in deep esteem.
"All right, then let me tell you with absolute and utter certainty: I am a human being!" Wei Zhao shook his head with a laugh. Seeing that the Five-Bane Dragon still looked baffled, he explained, "The reason I fell down here is that I was being hunted by a formidable evil cultivator from something called the Old Sect of the Western Mountain. With no other choice, I fled down here—this is the only place he doesn't dare follow. Anywhere else, I'd have been killed ten thousand times over by now."
"The Old Sect of the Western Mountain? Is this evil cultivator very strong?" the Five-Bane Dragon asked casually. Though such a one could not possibly be mentioned in the same breath as an Earth-Opening stage existence like itself, in its view Wei Zhao's strength was hardly weak either—and with the Ghost Thing helping him besides, no cultivator of ordinary caliber could have hounded him into such a sorry state.
"He's an evil-cultivator magnate at the Mountain-Cleaving stage. To you he's nothing at all, but to me he's a deadly thorn. I've been hiding in here for several months already, and the bastard still hasn't given up. He's even got people stationed up there watching to this day—the moment I go up, he'll know immediately. So I'm thoroughly trapped down here." Wei Zhao paused there, then looked at the Five-Bane Dragon, his eyes suddenly brightening. "That's right—if I go up and kill those two watchers, the Old Sect of the Western Mountain will come charging over at once. You could just take care of him for me, couldn't you? He's only a Mountain-Cleaving stage evil cultivator—should be child's play for you, no?"
"Naturally. What fucking evil-cultivator magnate would dare come swaggering before me? I'd slap him dead in a split second and wash him down with wine!" the Five-Bane Dragon said with a face full of pride—and this was no boast. With its present Earth-Opening stage strength, dealing with a mere Old Sect of the Western Mountain would truly be the work of a split second.
"Good, then I'll go up right now and kill those two bastards Li Yanji and Guan Zhiyuan, who are keeping watch up there. I happen to have a bit of an old grudge with them anyway. Once those two are dead, the Old Sect of the Western Mountain will be here in an instant—and after that, I'm leaving it to you." Wei Zhao made his decision on the spot.