Chapter 3903 — T014 Double Eleven Special Chapter 1: The Mortal Realm, Gu Family Villa
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"One hundred percent. Rest easy, Bronze-Armor Heavenly Venerable—in this little corner of the East Sea, if Zhen Yingjun wants to learn a thing or two, it's as easy as snapping his fingers." The other was none other than Zhen Yingjun, who had not shown his face for a long while.
This was the very man who had once set his sights on Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu, even sending men to abduct the two women, and who had incited the Golden Bell Sect to destroy Wei Zhao's meridians—an enemy of Wei Zhao through and through.
After that, he had schemed and plotted to worm his way through the Golden Bell Sect into the good graces of the Iron Garment Sect, an ancient sect, fancying that from then on he could strut about unopposed, seize his old nemesis Wei Zhao and slap him around to his heart's content, while Wei Zhao's women—Gu Mengyao and the rest—could all become his playthings. The mere thought of it was sheer bliss.
But what a joke it had turned out to be: before he could enjoy even a moment of glory, thunderous, disastrous news arrived—the Iron Garment Sect, that grand ancient sect, that veritable colossus, had been wiped out by Wei Zhao!
When the news came, the Iron Garment Sect's Patriarch Elder, Bronze-Armor Heavenly Venerable, happened to be a guest at Zhen Yingjun's home—and a grand Heaven-rank great-perfection expert was struck dumb on the spot.
Yet cruel reality informed him that although the Iron Garment Sect had not been slaughtered down to the last disciple, those Heaven-rank great-perfection experts who had been holding down the fort within the sect that day had all, beyond any doubt, perished—not a single one left.
When Wei Zhao had come knocking with his people, he had made no effort to hide it from others, so Bronze-Armor Heavenly Venerable needed only to make a few inquiries to learn the truth of that day; and as for the Cloud-Tier Island plan that followed, he had also gone to some lengths to probe it thoroughly.
Wei Zhao had gone to Cloud-Tier Island, and all his women—the inheritors—had fallen unconscious. This was the key intelligence Bronze-Armor Heavenly Venerable had spent no small effort to obtain over these past days.
If Wei Zhao were still in the mortal realm, then even if Bronze-Armor Heavenly Venerable wanted revenge, he would have weighed the matter carefully beforehand. A ruthless figure who could storm a door and cut down a whole pack of Heaven-rank great-perfection experts of the Iron Garment Sect was not someone a lone Heaven-rank great-perfection expert could afford to provoke.
If that had been the case, he reckoned he would never even have conceived the thought of revenge; he would long since have tucked his tail between his legs and hidden deep in the mountains and old forests, lest Wei Zhao learn that the Iron Garment Sect still had a fish that had slipped through the net and come with men to his door to root out the weeds for good.
But now, with Wei Zhao—the leader—gone, and all those Heaven-rank great-perfection inheritors lying unconscious, Bronze-Armor Heavenly Venerable's opportunity had come!
This was simply a gift from heaven: go to their door and carry off all of Wei Zhao's most beloved women. They were already unconscious, living vegetables anyway—when the time came, he could either kill them one by one or keep them as playthings; then, when Wei Zhao returned, he would take photographs and send them to him all over the world. That ought to kill the bastard with rage!
As for the rest of Wei Zhao's underlings, Bronze-Armor Heavenly Venerable did not give them a second thought. Without Wei Zhao as their backbone, these underlings were nothing but a heap of loose sand, and their strength surely could not amount to much. Before a grand Heaven-rank great-perfection expert like himself, could they possibly stir up any real trouble?