Chapter 2902 — The Earth Tyrant's Plan

"This..." The Earth Drill Star realized he had gotten a little carried away, and he gave an awkward laugh. "There's no one around, is there? Besides, with Senior Lin here, Zhang Naipao wouldn't dare do anything to us..."

"Heh." Wei Zhao did not argue, only smiled faintly. "I'll go back to my room and rest first. Have the earth-attribute essence liquid sent to me as soon as possible."

"Of course. Senior Lin, you go and rest..." The Earth Drill Star had wanted to chat with Wei Zhao a while longer, but reflecting that Wei Zhao had just finished healing the Earth Tyrant and must be utterly exhausted, it was only natural that he should want to rest, so he did not dare stand in his way.

Wei Zhao nodded and turned to leave, while the Earth Drill Star could hardly wait to stride into the Earth Tyrant's room. "Young Sect Master, are you all right?"

"Drill Star—I'm fine now. All my bodily functions have recovered; it's only my meridians that are still completely severed." The Earth Tyrant had survived, but his spirits were plainly low.

"That's wonderful! Senior Lin really is formidable—he keeps his word!" Having seen with his own eyes the Earth Tyrant sitting up in bed, the Earth Drill Star finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That person who saved me before—who exactly was he?" The Earth Tyrant was deeply curious about Wei Zhao and cared little for anything else.

"Young Sect Master, you mean Senior Lin? He..." There was no need for the Earth Drill Star to conceal anything from the Earth Tyrant, so he gave him a rough account of what had happened after the Earth Tyrant fell unconscious, including his own plea to Tianchan Bian, the search for Wei Zhao, and the bargain struck with the Sect Master.

"That Senior Lin—how is he so powerful? Is he not afraid of offending Zhang Naipao by saving me?" Having heard the Earth Drill Star out, the Earth Tyrant was filled with deep respect for Wei Zhao. Anyone whom even Tianchan Bian had no confidence in dealing with was surely a master. It was only that he himself had needlessly made an enemy of Zhang Naipao, and the gain hardly seemed worth the cost.

"There are some things I did not spell out in detail. Senior Lin and Zhang Naipao were enemies to begin with. Zhang Naipao's men, Demon Eight and Demon Nine, are both finished—one dead, one wounded—and it was Senior Wei Zhao who did it." The Earth Drill Star explained, "And Zhang Naipao does not dare utter a peep now; he is clearly afraid of Senior Lin. So Senior Lin need not worry about him in the slightest."

"That impressive!" The Earth Tyrant had not expected Wei Zhao to be so formidable—the man was practically the dark horse of this trial. "What sect is he from?"

"He's a wandering cultivator..." the Earth Drill Star said. "But I hear that several direct disciples of ancient-tier factions are his underlings... Ah, our Yellow Earth High Sect has no ties with him. If only you, Young Sect Master, were his underling too—he could repair even your meridians. The trouble is, he will only exert himself for those connected to him; for anyone else, no condition will move him to act. This time we paid two bottles of earth-attribute essence liquid, and all we gained was your life, Young Sect Master."

"A wandering cultivator? With underlings from ancient-tier factions? He could repair even my meridians?!" The Earth Tyrant was utterly astonished. This man did not sound like any ordinary wandering cultivator—his underlings came from ancient sects, and he was capable of anything. He was practically on par with the Five Luminaries Sect!

"Yes, that is what Young Sect Master Tianchan Bian said—it cannot be false!" The Earth Drill Star nodded. "As for the meridians, I had my doubts before, but the Sect Master did not. Perhaps he knows something..."

"So then, if I acknowledge him as my leader, he will heal me and repair my meridians?" The Earth Tyrant suddenly recalled a remark Wei Zhao had made as he left: "You are not my underling; I have no obligation to save you for free." Did that not mean that once he became his underling, Wei Zhao would repair his meridians for free?

At this thought the Earth Tyrant grew excited. It was not merely to repair his meridians that he would acknowledge Wei Zhao as leader; above all, having Wei Zhao as a leader would be magnificent. At the very least, the likes of Zhang Naipao would not dare strike him, and with Wei Zhao so powerful, he would clearly become the Yellow Earth High Sect's greatest support in the future. This bargain of acknowledging a leader was well worth it!

His only worry was his uncle's attitude. He was, after all, the Young Sect Master of an ancient-tier sect. Acknowledging Wei Zhao as leader meant little for now, but in the future, when he succeeded to the position of Sect Master, would not the entire Yellow Earth High Sect become Wei Zhao's underlings?

"That should be so, but I fear Senior Lin may not accept you..." The Earth Drill Star smiled wryly. Even Sect Master Tu Qingsong had hinted that he should help bring about this matter between the Earth Tyrant and Wei Zhao. Wei Zhao must truly have ability, or the Sect Master would never have said such a thing.

But even so, acknowledging Wei Zhao as leader was not something that could be done casually. Wei Zhao had said he already had enough underlings and would not take them on at random. It seemed a suitable occasion would be needed.

"Pester him relentlessly—wear him down!" the Earth Tyrant said. "Besides, did he not ask for earth-attribute essence liquid? He does not know how to use it. That secret is known only to me and my uncle, so if he wants to know, I will have to tell him myself. One thing will lead to another, we will grow familiar, and I can take the chance to acknowledge him as my leader! But my worry is—how do I answer to my uncle?"

The Earth Tyrant held absolute powerhouses in deep admiration. Wei Zhao, a powerhouse who could defeat Zhang Naipao, commanded his wholehearted reverence. His only concern was the matter with his uncle!

"That could work!" The Earth Drill Star nodded. "As for the Sect Master, you need not worry too much. The Sect Master has already given instructions that you, Young Sect Master, may get closer to Senior Lin, and that everything is for you to decide yourself."

"Oh? Uncle really said that?" The Earth Tyrant was no fool; a hint was enough. Still, he was rather surprised—given his uncle's character, why would he agree? Even to restore his meridians, he would not be so readily agreeable.

"Yes. If you do not believe it, Young Sect Master, you may call the Sect Master and ask," the Earth Drill Star said with a nod.

"That won't be necessary. How could I doubt what you say?" The Earth Tyrant waved a hand. He was merely a little puzzled, but he did not doubt the Earth Drill Star's words; the man had followed him for so many years and had always been loyal.

"Then, Young Sect Master, shall we go see Senior Wei Zhao now?" the Earth Drill Star suggested. "As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot! Senior Lin has just brought you back to life—it is only natural that you go thank him and show your admiration!"