Chapter 3175 — Giving Up the Move
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"Oh? With that level of strength, he means to settle scores with Wei Zhao? Is the man a fool?" Zhong Yongliang gave a disdainful snort. "I know Wei Zhao all too well. His trump cards never run dry, and fighting above his level is child's play to him. Above all, the man is treacherous—a master at playing the pig to eat the tiger. The strength we see now is very likely not his true strength! I have suffered more than a few silent losses at his hands before—he even had one of my kidneys cut out! So until we have a clear picture of just how much strength and how many trump cards Wei Zhao holds, I would not advise provoking him again. Go, and you go only to your death!"
"Master, then we stay out of this? Pure Yin's death is simply to be written off?" Ancestor Pure Yang thought Zhong Yongliang made a great deal of sense, yet to let it go like this seemed to hand Wei Zhao too cheap a bargain.
"Of course it cannot be written off. But for now we endure in silence—otherwise you go only to your death. Do you think you have what it takes to deal with Wei Zhao?" Zhong Yongliang countered.
"That… I suppose not!" Ancestor Pure Yang nodded. "Then shall I go and tell Feng Tianhu now that we will not take part?"
"Tell him we will not take part—but that if he wishes to move against Wei Zhao, he is free to do so." Zhong Yongliang thought for a moment. "At the ancient level, is there not the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect, which takes payment to assassinate cultivators? I think you might drop Feng Tianhu a hint, and have him hire the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Sect to do away with Wei Zhao!"
"That is a fine idea. If it succeeds, it succeeds; if not, we lose nothing," Ancestor Pure Yang said in agreement. "Master truly thinks of everything!"
"It is not that I think of everything. I have a knot of rage in my heart, anger stoked by Wei Zhao, and I cannot swallow it!" Zhong Yongliang sighed. "But because I know Wei Zhao better than anyone, I also know this score cannot be settled in a moment. I endured in silence for so long before—a little longer makes no difference!"
"I see. Still, I believe that once you have recovered your strength, Master, wiping Wei Zhao out will be a simple and pleasant affair!" Ancestor Pure Yang said.
"Let us hope so!" Zhong Yongliang nodded. "By the way, find me someone. Help me do away with a man."
"Oh? Who is it you wish to do away with, Master?" Ancestor Pure Yang was slightly taken aback. "Apart from Wei Zhao, do you have other enemies?"
"The man is called Tang Yuqi. Back when I was in East Sea City, before I was the founding ancestor of Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow, when I was only a nominal disciple, that whelp looked down on me and gave me a beating. That score I am determined to settle! It is only that a great many things have happened lately—I became Ancestor Mad Dragon, and we crossed swords with Wei Zhao—so I had no time to trouble myself with him. But now there is a knot of rage in my heart that will not out, and I can only vent it on him," Zhong Yongliang said.