Chapter 3056 — The Eastern Elder
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So when a peak mid-Heaven-tier expert barged in and stuck his nose into the matter, Vice Chairman Ouyang found himself in a bind. Such was the world of cultivation: the strong preyed on the weak. Had Wei Zhao not done exactly the same thing once? Only after he had overawed Vice Chairman Ouyang had the vice chairman begun to regard him differently.
Though his cheek still stung with humiliation and anger burned in his chest, the other man's strength left Vice Chairman Ouyang no choice but to swallow his pride. "Sir," he said, "this medicinal herb has already been reserved by this Mr. Ling. If you want it, you may negotiate with him directly. Please do not make things difficult for us at the Cultivators' Guild! And though you may be a peak mid-Heaven-tier expert, the Cultivators' Guild has those of even higher cultivation behind it! Are you not afraid of retaliation?"
The cultivator gave a nod. After hearing the vice chairman out, he troubled him no further, but turned his gaze upon Wei Zhao. "Boy, this herb is yours? Yield it to me and I won't kill you! Otherwise, even if you get your hands on it, you'll have the life to take it and not the life to use it!"
"Oh? You mean if I don't hand it over, you'll kill me and seize the treasure?" Wei Zhao regarded the cultivator with keen interest. He circulated the mnemonic of his inner art, and at once his early Heaven-tier cultivation stood fully revealed!
"Early Heaven-tier? And you dare show that before me?" The cultivator shot Wei Zhao a scornful glance. "That's right, you can take it that way. I am threatening you! Don't doubt my word—I mean what I say. Say one word in refusal and I can finish you where you stand! This herb happens to be exactly what I need, and I will have it!"
"Is that so? Then you may die." Wei Zhao gave a cold laugh, and the ninth stance of the Wildfire Eight-Trigram Palm shot straight out!
Vice Chairman Ouyang's eyes narrowed slightly. He had been startled enough when Wei Zhao first revealed early Heaven-tier cultivation—Wei Zhao had never had such strength before. Yet how long had it been since then? To leap several tiers in one bound?
And now that Wei Zhao stood at early Heaven-tier, judging by his old habit of defeating foes above his level, this peak mid-Heaven-tier cultivator before him was truly in danger!
Sure enough, Vice Chairman Ouyang's guess proved right. With a great boom, the cultivator's body was blasted through the air. By the time he struck the ground, a huge bloody hole gaped in his chest, froth of blood covered his lips, and he writhed ceaselessly upon the earth—though he would likely never rise again in this life.
"You... you actually... dare kill me... an elder of the Eastern... Family... Our... Eastern Family... will not... let you..." With his last strength the cultivator forced out these words, then could hold on no longer. His eyes rolled back, and he was dead beyond any doubt.
The corners of Vice Chairman Ouyang's mouth twitched twice. The look he turned on Wei Zhao had changed from the equal respect of before to something like awe. What terrifying power was this—to slay a peak mid-Heaven-tier expert in a single move! If Wei Zhao wished to annihilate him, it would be as easy as lifting a finger!
At that thought, Vice Chairman Ouyang could not help but feel a pang of regret for his earlier conduct. He had not stood clearly at Wei Zhao's side, but had chosen, from the standpoint of the Cultivators' Guild, to hang the matter high above him as none of his concern.
"The Eastern Family?" Wei Zhao knitted his brows slightly. What sort of family was this? Could it be another clan from the ancient era? No matter—dead was dead. Wei Zhao did not go looking for trouble, but neither would he ever fear it. Let this Eastern Family serve as his stepping stone into the ancient order!