Chapter 11673 — Fishing with a Straight Hook
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Jiang Xiaoshang's lips curled: "Who says one can't fish people out while in slumber? At the level of a god-tier powerhouse, even a subconscious thought is enough for him to accomplish a great many things."
"It seems the God King Haotian truly does value this Yi Liuchao quite highly."
Even as they spoke, that giant hand pressed down with irresistible force, forcing the two back while scooping Yi Liuchao out of the puddle, and then it tore through the void and was gone.
The whole process took less than two seconds from start to finish.
Jiang Xiaoshang looked at Wei Zhao with utter contempt: "They come and go as they please—aren't you ashamed, master of a new world?"
Wei Zhao gave him a long, level look, at the Rod of the Gods in his hand: "Whoever comes back empty-handed is the one who should be ashamed."
Jiang Xiaoshang choked for a moment: "What I did was a tactic—I let him go on purpose. Otherwise, even ten more God King Haotians would be no match."
Wei Zhao nodded: "Naturally. If our Young Master Jiang were so pleased, never mind a mere Yi Liuchao—even the God King Haotian would have to lie flat in this puddle."
Jiang Xiaoshang cleared his throat twice: "That's a bit of an exaggeration. If it were the God King Haotian, I'd have to dig a bigger puddle."
Wei Zhao laughed despite himself: "You're truly modest."
Jiang Xiaoshang winked and grimaced: "Well? Did it work?"
Wei Zhao gave his hand a flick, and the Puppet of the Gods immediately surfaced. At this moment, the puppet's face had quietly changed considerably—its outline had already become that of Yi Liuchao.
"Just about."
Jiang Xiaoshang chuckled: "My fishing wasn't for nothing, was it? One Puppet of the Gods in exchange for planting a piece on the God King Haotian's side—you've made out like a bandit this round."
Everything that had just happened had long since been within the two men's design.
In fact, even if the God King Haotian had not reached out to rescue the man, Wei Zhao would have found some pretext to release Yi Liuchao back.
After all, keeping Yi Liuchao here would at most add one quasi-god powerhouse to their fighting strength; but sent back to the God King Haotian's side, his value would be far greater.
Wei Zhao had now extricated himself from the Inner Royal Court, but the karma he bore had not vanished on that account—it had merely been temporarily frozen. To settle that karma, he would have to re-enter the game.
Whether he could then appear in the role of reaper depended, apart from his own strength, most crucially on the timing of his entry.
Control Yi Liuchao, and he controlled the timing of his entry!
Were it not so, he would actually have been inclined just now to trade a few blows with the God King Haotian.
After all, such an opportunity was rare.
Out there, at Wei Zhao's present level, he was not fit even to carry the God King Haotian's shoes; but now, sitting atop the home-field advantage of a new world, it was an entirely different matter.
Still, Wei Zhao restrained himself in the end.
The opportunity was rare indeed, but if it provoked the God King Haotian and drew his attention to the Nation of Sin, that was not the outcome Wei Zhao wished to see.
It was not yet time to be high-profile.
"Rice must be eaten one mouthful at a time, and the road walked one step at a time. Let's take it slow."
No sooner had Wei Zhao finished speaking than his heart stirred again.
Jiang Xiaoshang clicked his tongue: "Your old friend has arrived."
A moment later, Shi Wushuang landed before the two of them and hurriedly bowed to Jiang Xiaoshang with great reverence: "Shi Wushuang pays her respects to the senior."
Jiang Xiaoshang, every inch the founding ancestor, shot Wei Zhao a look: "A fine girl. Grandson, you'd best seize the chance."
With that, he vanished without a trace.