Chapter 1087 — Let's Travel Together
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This was a task Xie Yufeng took a great liking to!
Old Master Song, Song Xiangwen, wanting to give his granddaughter a surprise, had not breathed a word of the arranged marriage to her; in Song Xiangwen's view, the girl would be overjoyed once she heard the news. After all, what Qiu Lingshan longed for was a man even more formidable than herself — and such a man, in Song Xiangwen's eyes, could be none other than a son of the Yu family.
The heirs of other great houses could not possibly possess such formidable strength!
Wei Zhao had no idea that Qiu Lingshan's jubilant phone call home with the good news would bring about so much unnecessary trouble. By the time he stepped out of Qiu Lingshan's apartment, the night had grown late, and the evening breeze cleared his head considerably.
Qiu Lingshan's seduction had very nearly cost Wei Zhao his self-control. Since immersing himself in this easygoing life, Wei Zhao had found his state of mind shifting — no longer cold and ruthless as before, no longer possessed of a heart of iron.
He was easier to move now, quicker to be stirred. And though life seemed to have grown colorful and varied, Wei Zhao truly could not tell whether this was a good thing or a bad one.
He got into the car and drove toward home, yet along the way his thoughts kept circling one very important question.
For the present, Wei Zhao's greatest weakness was that he had too few helpers. Of the capable fighters at his side, the strongest was he himself. Wei Zhao very much wished to raise Uncle Qing, General Weiwu, and Qiu Lingshan to higher tiers — but he was powerless to do so.
The energy within the jade pendant space was inexhaustible, yet when it was transmitted through himself as the medium, a bottleneck inevitably arose. That bottleneck stemmed from the limits of his own strength. He stood at the Profound rank, so at most he could raise another person's strength to the very apex — the grand consummation — of the late Yellow rank, and not a hair's breadth beyond.
So if he wanted others to grow stronger, Wei Zhao could only grow stronger first. Only upon breaking through to the Earth rank could he raise the people around him to the Profound rank. Yet this left him with the nagging feeling of a chicken's rib — little worth the gnawing, and impossible to throw away.
He himself was already an Earth-rank fighter; to have only Profound-rank fighters at his side as helpers was, frankly, something of a letdown.
If only others could draw directly upon the energy of the jade pendant space! But even if they could, Wei Zhao had no wish to let anyone know his secret. That secret was his ultimate trump card for survival, and the only ones he could share it with were those closest to his heart.
If Tang Zhi were also a cultivator, Wei Zhao could share this secret with her without a moment's hesitation. He already knew full well how Tang Zhi felt toward him: she was a girl who would neither leave him nor abandon him, who had even once planned to drop out of school and follow him back to his hometown to farm.
As for anyone else, Wei Zhao could not yet bring himself to trust them that far. And even if he did trust them, he would still have no way to let them absorb the jade pendant space's energy directly.
If only the energy of the jade pendant space could be released and transferred outward without loss, everything would be simple. But that was something Wei Zhao could only dream about.
When he returned to the villa, the moment Wei Zhao stepped through the door he saw Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu sitting around the coffee table, leafing through a great pile of posters. For once, the two of them were not watching television.
At sight of Wei Zhao's return, the young lady merely nodded, betraying neither pleasure nor displeasure. Wei Zhao was long used to it — that was simply her detached temperament.