Chapter 4123 — Zheng Dongjue's Compromise
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But though Wei Zhao could not use them for now, these top-grade Foundation Establishment Gold Pills were timely charcoal in the snow for the low-powered Tian Chan and Xue Li. At their present cultivation, a single top-grade Foundation Establishment Gold Pill, paired with a Foundation Establishment Barrier-Breaking Pill, would see them safely break through and advance.
This unexpected delight left the two women stunned for quite a while. Given their closeness to Wei Zhao, they could hardly claim to be unfamiliar with his affairs—yet he gave them the feeling of a Doraemon, producing one astonishing surprise after another to startle them, so much so that even now they could not be sure where the limits of their man truly lay.
Wei Zhao attended to the Heavenly Pill Pavilion's business in person, while Tian Chan and Xue Li, each brimming with joy, took their pills and went into seclusion to attempt their breakthroughs.
As for the remaining six top-grade Foundation Establishment Gold Pills, Wei Zhao left those to them as well, so that after consolidating their cultivation they might take more and advance again.
Put plainly, so long as he could find Heart-Devouring Linglong Grass, Wei Zhao could refine Foundation Establishment Gold Pills whenever he pleased. But if Tian Chan were to try, setting aside whether she could guarantee a top-grade result, there was a strong chance the refinement would simply fail—Foundation Establishment Gold Pills were no common, run-of-the-mill wares, and their refinement was exceedingly difficult.
The Pill Hall, Zheng Garden.
"Grandfather, you told your grandson last time that you would find a way to grant his wish. But now not only has no opportunity presented itself—Tian Chan has actually moved out to set up on her own. What are we to do?" Zheng Tianshuo, whose position had only grown more secure over these days, took the occasion to grumble to Zheng Dongjue.
The more out of reach a thing, the more one craves it. When he could pester Tian Chan every day, he had at least possessed the patience to wait a while longer; but now that Tian Chan had moved out and the duck he had thought cooked was taking flight, that clawing, gnawing torment was more than an ordinary man could bear.
What he could bear even less was that Tian Chan's moving out had been personally approved by his own grandfather. How was a man who held that "a brother's wife is better than a romp" to swallow such a thing?
"Hmph! Day in and day out, all you know is chasing after women. What great prospects could you possibly have carrying on like that?" Zheng Dongjue could not help but glare and curse at him.
Compared with the dead Zheng Tianjie, Zheng Tianshuo was inferior in every respect, and propping him up as heir was in truth a rather risky affair. But Zheng Dongjue had no choice: the other younger members of the Zheng family were even worse than Zheng Tianshuo. If not him, whom else could he choose?
"Grandfather, don't be angry. In truth, your grandson only means to carry on our cousin's unfinished wishes—that is why he cannot put Tian Chan from his mind. It is not that he lacks ambition; he simply wishes to resolve a single fixation. Did you not say yourself, Grandfather, that one must not harbor fixations in cultivation?" Zheng Tianshuo said, shrinking his neck and quibbling.
Zheng Dongjue shot him a look of hating iron for not becoming steel. Zheng Tianshuo's little schemes could never escape his eyes. Still, a man's fondness for women was a harmless enough trifle—he himself had been young once—and once the boy's wish was granted, he would naturally stop obsessing.
"We shall see for now. In these days, do not act rashly. I have not yet sounded out just how far Di Xingdao has recovered. Last time, though, at the Heavenly Pill Pavilion's opening, he put on a display before the crowd and frightened Steward Diao away," Zheng Dongjue said, placating him.