Chapter 949 — The Dreaded Yu Family
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"Are you serious? Killed by a dog?" Yu Shuixing could not help but feel that Yu Haitian's words were somewhat absurd. An inner-school expert of the early Mystic Rank, actually killed by a dog?
"Second Uncle, with something this huge, how would I dare joke about it!" Yu Haitian, drenched in sweat, explained hastily. "It was killed by that dog of Wei Zhao's, the one called General Mighty!"
"Wasn't that dog already beaten to death by Yu Kun?" Yu Shuixing was taken aback.
"It didn't die. That dog seems quite clever. Wei Zhao told it, 'the son's debt is paid by the father,' and the dog went and killed Third Uncle!" Yu Haitian said.
"Your Third Uncle was an inner-school expert of the early Mystic Rank. Not to mention a dog, even an ordinary person would find it no easy task to kill him!" Yu Shuixing was somewhat baffled. "Even if that dog is rather intelligent and knew to seek revenge on Yu Bide, it would still need the ability to do so!"
"It had it, Second Uncle. I think that dog is no ordinary dog. Although I'm not a cultivator, the powerful aura that radiated from that dog in that instant was a clear sign that it is absolutely no ordinary dog!" Yu Haitian said, still shaken with lingering fear.
"So what you're saying is, you went to make trouble for Gu Pengzhan today, and then this General Mighty or whatever came out and killed Yu Bide?" Yu Shuixing had finally pieced some of it together, yet he still found it hard to believe a dog could be that formidable.
"No, Second Uncle, Wei Zhao wasn't injured at all, and his strength hasn't dropped!" Yu Haitian said, somewhat terrified. "He was playing the pig to eat the tiger! For all these days he made no move, and only when Third Uncle and I went to his door, ready to forcibly take Gu Pengzhan's daughter away, did Wei Zhao suddenly come out and unleash his might. One palm strike sent Third Uncle flying, and then that General Mighty charged over and added a kick, and just like that, Third Uncle was gone..."
"Wei Zhao wasn't injured? His strength hasn't dropped? And the dog is a cultivator too?" This barrage of news struck Yu Shuixing's ears like thunderclaps, leaving him at a loss. What on earth was going on here?
Hadn't it all been investigated clearly before? Wei Zhao was gravely wounded, with no strength left to speak of. How had he suddenly recovered, with his strength not affected in the slightest? Was he playing the pig to eat the tiger? Deliberately putting on this false appearance of injury to lure his enemies in?
No! Yu Shuixing suddenly frowned. Wei Zhao playing the pig to eat the tiger was possible enough, but that dog could not possibly have been playing the pig to eat the tiger! Yu Kun had already said he had beaten that dog to death, smashed its internal organs to bits. Even if it had been saved, it would be a cripple. How could it possibly have turned into a cultivating dog?
Yu Shuixing thought of a dreadfully terrifying possibility: Wei Zhao really had been injured before, but now he had recovered, and not only recovered, his strength seemed even greater than before! And the dog was the same, wounded beyond any possibility of being more wounded, and now it had actually become a cultivating dog...
What a colossal power must stand behind Wei Zhao! Even the hidden families surely did not possess such capacity, to let a gravely wounded man and a dying dog not only survive but gain even more formidable strength!
How many heavenly treasures, how many masters guarding them in their cultivation, would it take to achieve such a result?
Yu Shuixing realized he had made a grave mistake. He should never have come to Songshan City to join in this commotion. If the Xiao family wanted to court death, let them; he could simply sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Why wade into these muddy waters?
But there was no cure for regret in this world. Hearing the news of his Third Brother's death, Yu Shuixing truly felt like weeping, yet had no tears.