Chapter 3238 — A Hard-Won Opportunity
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"A small fry?" The Black Horse Association's Grand Elder was taken aback, and his doubts only deepened. Which small fry of the Black Horse Association could afford to pay for an assassination against him? To summon all three ancestors of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect at once—how enormous a price would that command?
Feng Tianhu had spent five billion and a promise just to buy a single strike from one Grand Elder. If the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect's three ancestors took the field—and with no promise demanded—the starting price would be at least twenty billion!
In the Black Horse Association, the only one who could produce twenty billion was the president himself. A figure of that magnate tier—there was exactly one in the entire association.
"I understand. Do it, then. Give me a clean end." The Black Horse Association's Grand Elder sighed and gave up resisting. He did not even bother with true qi to protect his body, for he knew that even if he did, it would only be a question of dying sooner or later.
A few more blows and he would die all the same. Since the outcome was already decided and there was no difference in it, he had no heart left to resist—better to let them grant him a swift end!
"Straightforward of you." The Sinister Ancestor was briefly startled, then nodded.
He said no more. The Bloody Garment Ancestor, the Yellow Springs Ancestor, and the Sinister Ancestor stepped forward together and surrounded the Black Horse Association's Grand Elder on all sides, circulating their mental cultivation formulas in unison. In an instant, the true qi pressure filling the room left Wei Zhao feeling as though he could scarcely breathe!
Too formidable! Wei Zhao's own injuries had not yet healed; he had only been out of mortal danger, and had rushed off to treat Cheng Yiyi and Xu Shilan. Now two experts at the great perfection of the late Heaven Rank peak, plus one more expert at the late Heaven Rank peak, were circulating their mental cultivation formulas together, and Wei Zhao, standing so close, nearly failed to hold out—a mouthful of fresh blood almost burst straight from him: "Pff—"
The Black Horse Association's Grand Elder glanced at Wei Zhao with indifferent eyes and shook his head. So the rumors had been wrong, it seemed. And judging by how familiar Wei Zhao was with the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect, those two experts at the late Heaven Rank peak from last time—it must have been Wei Zhao who hired them to make those kills, no?
The Black Horse Association's Grand Elder also knew Wei Zhao was very rich; a single automatic medicinal cauldron sold for several billion, even a dozen billion. That was more than enough to hire the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect to kill. He did not know, of course, that Wei Zhao also donated to the orphanage—he assumed all that money was Wei Zhao's own!
Yet even having guessed such a conclusion, he could no longer send word of it out. The next moment, he would be dead!
The pressure in the air left Wei Zhao gasping, and he hurriedly circulated the third layer of the Xuanyuan Dragon Taming Art to resist it! Though Wei Zhao knew the three men's true qi pressure was not aimed at him, he was simply far too close. He was caught in the backwash!
This was what they called getting shot while lying down.
The Sinister Ancestor noticed Wei Zhao's condition as well, but did nothing about it, for they were not targeting Wei Zhao. Wei Zhao could easily have withdrawn from the room; that he had not meant he could still endure it, so naturally they had no worries! He supposed Wei Zhao wanted to watch the Black Horse Association's Grand Elder die with his own eyes before he could rest easy.