Chapter 3162 — The Newly Taken Underling
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And now, why had the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect wished to cut down Wei Zhao? Only because they took him for a lone wanderer, a soft persimmon to be squeezed and vented upon at will. But who could have guessed that Wei Zhao was no soft persimmon at all—that his backing was, rather, unshakably formidable?
At that thought, the three of them felt an urge to weep. If your background is so formidable, why not put it on display and say so? Who would dare touch you then? Across the whole of the ancient sects, you would be one who walks sideways through the world!
But no—you had to keep it hidden. And now look at the fine mess: our Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect has kicked a steel plate, and it has been the death of us!
"Er... Senior Lin, I hear Young Hero Lin is fond of taking underlings, and is presently gathering a number of them among the ancient factions. What say you to our Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect throwing in with Young Hero Lin?" Ancestor Gloom, struck by sudden inspiration, had hit upon an excellent way to preserve the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect.
According to the investigations of the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect's intelligence unit, among the underlings around Wei Zhao there were some who had once been his enemies—yet Wei Zhao was a most magnanimous man, and so long as those enemies had not wrought any great harm, and so long as they submitted in true sincerity, he was still willing to accept them.
That was why Ancestor Gloom had made the proposal. His aim was simply to persuade Lin Dongfang to spare them—for then they would be Wei Zhao's underlings, all of them on the same side, and what sense was there in one of your own wiping out your own?
"Taking underlings? Your level is too high just now; he cannot take you yet." Ancestor Blood-Robe and the other two felt their hearts turn cold at Lin Dongfang's words—but his next sentence set their minds at ease. "Still, seeing as your Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect may yet be of some use, I suppose I can take you in on Little Yi's behalf, provisionally."
The three were overjoyed. They exchanged a glance, then clasped their fists together and said to Lin Dongfang in unison, "The Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect—Blood-Robe, Huangquan, and Gloom—greet the old master!"
"I hope you are sincere. Otherwise, I will wipe you out with my own hands," Lin Dongfang said mildly. Of course, he was merely frightening these few before him; were he truly to leave West Star Mountain Village, he could not do so.
"We are certainly sincere!" Ancestor Blood-Robe and the other two started in alarm and hastened to answer. In truth, they were indeed sincere—after all, Lin Dongfang's fearsome name from those years past had sunk deep into their bones, leaving them not the slightest thought of defiance.
In those days, the Twin Demons of Vajra could in a single move effortlessly annihilate a consummate expert at the peak of the late Heaven Rank—and now, so many years later, who knew to what terrifying level Lin Dongfang's strength had grown? Thus Ancestor Blood-Robe and the others did not dare practice the least deception.
"Good, then." Lin Dongfang nodded. "Leave your means of contact, and then go back."
(Back to two updates. The two chapters owed from September will be made up this month. It is not that Yuren does not wish to return to three updates, but the book has reached its ending, and my writing speed has plainly slowed; I must echo the earlier plotlines—that is, fill in the pits—and bring the ending to as good a close as possible, so try as I might, I cannot go faster.) RS
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