Chapter 2250 — The Grand Protector's Sect
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Sun Jingyan instinctively quickened her pace and ran over. "Wei Zhao..."
"Jingyi, you're here?" Wei Zhao nodded to her. "It's all right now. We're both hurt, but I can heal us!"
"Good!" Sun Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to ask where that Grand Protector had gone, but on second thought decided it was better not to disturb Wei Zhao just now. He was concentrating on healing, after all, so she sat down nearby and waited quietly.
Once Wei Zhao had repaired the Heaven-Rank Madman's internal organs and major bones, he let out a breath of relief. There was no longer any problem; at the very least, the Heaven-Rank Madman would not die. He had clawed back a life!
Wei Zhao then began dividing his true qi, sending part of it to heal his own injuries and another part into the Heaven-Rank Madman, so that his own recovery would not be delayed—only somewhat slower. But Wei Zhao was in no hurry. The Grand Protector was dead, and there was nothing left to worry about... Inside a majestic hall, an old man in a robe embroidered with the Eight Trigrams, who had been sitting in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and said mildly, "Did I not say it plainly? While I am contemplating the heavenly way, do not disturb me."
"Master, something terrible has happened. Old Thirteen's soul jade tablet has shattered..." The newcomer also wore an Eight Trigrams robe, his face tense with grief.
"What? Little Thirteen's soul jade tablet has shattered?" A piercing, soul-seizing light flashed in the old man's eyes, so fierce that the newcomer did not dare meet his gaze.
"Yes... I was on duty today when a disciple who cleans the Jade Tablet Hall came to report that just moments ago, Old Thirteen's soul jade tablet shattered..." the newcomer said cautiously.
"Little Thirteen... how could he meet with disaster in that place? With his skill, he could hold his own even against a mid-Heaven-Rank expert. Unless..." The old man in the Eight Trigrams robe rose abruptly to his feet and said to the newcomer, "Send Little Twelve to Ruileida Town at once... No, have Little Six go as well, to investigate what happened. If there is an enemy, let Little Six deal with them personally. Tell him not to be reckless! And have Little Twelve go protect Tagan Long!"
"Yes, Master!" Though the newcomer was the old man's eldest disciple, before his master he was cautious and dared not show the slightest disobedience. He might already be an expert at the very peak of late Heaven-Rank, yet in this master's presence he still felt utterly suppressed.
They were both experts at the peak of late Heaven-Rank, but there were still gaps in their strength. Some had only just set foot on that path; others were infinitely close to that legendary heavenly way...
Little Six was likewise an expert at the peak of late Heaven-Rank, and one of the old man's disciples.
The old man in the Eight Trigrams robe had thirteen disciples. The former Grand Protector was the one he called Little Thirteen.
Even the youngest disciple already possessed early Heaven-Rank strength. The old man had meant to send him out to temper himself, never expecting that calamity would strike instead!
Little Six was Little Thirteen's own elder brother, so sending him to avenge his younger brother was only natural. Little Twelve, meanwhile, would take over Little Thirteen's former post as Grand Protector and become the Grand Protector of the Tagan family.
"Tell Little Six to be careful and not let hatred cloud his judgment..." Though the pain in the old man's heart was immense, his strength was such that joy and anger had long since ceased to show on his face. "If my guess is right, this has something to do with the remnants of that sect from years ago..."
"Yes, Master. I will instruct Old Six," the eldest disciple said with a respectful cupped-hand salute.