Chapter 11624 — Just Stay Stubborn a Little Longer
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
Steadying his mind, Mr. Gu said in a low voice, "Young Hero Lin, what a pleasure. Your brilliance yesterday was much admired. If Young Hero Lin is so inclined, why not divide the Han Princely House between the two of us?"
Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow. "Divide the Han Princely House? But they're making me the Prince of Han. If I can take it all, why would I split it with you?"
That one sentence left the man speechless.
Whatever else might be said, at least in the matter of luring and pressuring Wei Zhao into becoming the Prince of Han, Han Niansan had been absolutely in earnest—otherwise he would never have gone to such lengths.
Mr. Gu was still unwilling to give up.
"Young Hero Lin, there is much you do not know. These old relics of the Han Princely House are notorious for their treachery. How could their words carry any credibility?"
"If you truly believe them, you will have fallen into their trap."
"Once they have squeezed every last ounce of use out of you, just wait—they will burn the bridge the moment you have crossed it, and cheat you to death without a second thought."
Hearing this earnest counsel, Wei Zhao could not help but look peculiar. "You sound like a man with experience. What's the matter—did they cheat you too?"
Mr. Gu gave a scoffing laugh. "For any power, especially one of the Seven Princely Houses' stature, plundering another's ancestral fortune is a blood feud that admits no end. If I didn't have a hatred as deep as a sea of blood with the Han Princely House, why would I take such a risk?"
Wei Zhao looked at him. "Sounds like there's a story there."
Mr. Gu sighed and opened the floodgates of his tale. "It's a long story..."
Only for Wei Zhao to cut him off. "Then don't tell it."
"Huh?"
Mr. Gu choked on his words once more. What the hell—this bastard wasn't playing by the rules at all.
He had been hoping to use the chance to spin out his story and buy himself a little time.
Since Wei Zhao had already emerged, his being interrupted was a foregone conclusion. The only thing left to fight for now was to stall for time and devour a bit more of the ancestral fortune.
Every last scrap counted.
Ancestral fortune, after all, was a zero-sum thing—the more he swallowed, the less remained for the Han Princely House, and the greater his odds of victory.
Unfortunately, Wei Zhao had no intention of giving him that chance.
Wei Zhao merely stood there, doing nothing at all, and yet Mr. Gu already felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.
Mr. Gu was secretly alarmed.
This was no tangible aura of intimidation—it was pure, formless psychological deterrence.
As a dignified early-stage Heaven-rank Venerable, he would not claim to have no match, but even amid the Inner Royal Court, that den of monsters, among all the monsters he had encountered, precious few had ever made him feel this way.
The crucial thing was, monsters of that caliber never left the Inner Royal Court at all.
An illusion! It had to be an illusion!
Mr. Gu hastily steadied his mind and reassessed Wei Zhao's cultivation realm.
A mid-stage Earth-rank Venerable.
Mr. Gu immediately relaxed.
True, a realm on paper was just a realm on paper—for certain monsters who treated cross-rank challenges like meat and drink, actual combat strength could never be measured by the realm written on the page.
But a realm on paper was still no lie; it was the baseline of a person's strength, and however strong one's hidden cards might be, they were still naturally constrained by that baseline.
A mid-stage Earth-rank Venerable—even granting him the most generous estimate, bumping him up two whole realms, would at most put him at the level of a late-stage Earth-rank Venerable.
Compared with him, a genuine, bona fide early-stage Heaven-rank Venerable, the gap was still a hundred and eight thousand li wide.
All that fuss, and the fellow wasn't even a match for his underlings!
And then he saw Wei Zhao draw the Demon-Devouring Sword.