Chapter 4150 — Cuckolded Senior Brother
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It was not that he suffered from some psychological block, still less that he had any shameful problem in that regard. The root of his self-restraint lay in a few words the ghostly thing had blurted out once, when his desire had been stirred after a bout of drinking.
"The Creation Battle Art is a traditional art of righteous vital energy. Until you reach at least the Mystic Ascension stage, you must absolutely not touch female flesh. Otherwise it will cause the true qi in your meridians to flow backward. Every time you do it, the backflow accelerates. Do it often enough, and you will inevitably end up with your meridians' true qi running counter to their course until it kills you." Thus did the ghostly thing warn him.
"That terrifying?" Wei Zhao was badly startled at these words.
"Think for yourself. If you cultivated your art in reverse, what would become of you? This is no idle threat to frighten you. Cloud Terrace Island has seen such a case before." The ghostly thing cackled.
"Fine..." Only then did Wei Zhao suppress the fire in his heart. Yet inwardly he was thinking: the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art is a universal cultivation method, and this Heaven-Seizing Creation Battle Art that I have remade—surely even cultivated in reverse, it would not kill me?
Of course, the thought was no more than a thought. Wei Zhao was not so idle as to go courting a reversed flow himself. After all, this was no joking matter. Should his guess prove wrong, the price would be, at the lightest, qi deviation, and at the worst, death on the spot!
It was precisely because of this interlude that Wei Zhao had been able to hold himself in check all along, refraining from taking the two women then and there, and leaving it for the days to come.
And apart from Tianchan and Xueli, Wei Zhao had another wish yet unfulfilled—to meet his never-seen, conveniently acquired master, the Pill God Zhang Lifeng.
On this accidental trip to Central Island, Wei Zhao had assumed that sooner or later he would meet Zhang Lifeng. Yet to his surprise, this bargain master of his had never once shown his face—a dragon glimpsed only at its head, never its tail. He did not even know where the man had gone, let alone meet him.
During this time, Wei Zhao had Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan, those two nominal disciples, try to make contact with Zhang Lifeng, but there had been no word at all.
With no other choice, Wei Zhao could only begin preparing for his return to North Island. As for meeting Zhang Lifeng, that would have to wait for another day.
As he attended to the loose ends before departure, Wei Zhao could not help but sigh with emotion. Recalling the purpose that had brought him out this time, he was struck by a sense of the fickleness of fortune.
He had only meant to go to Mount Tianwu of the Hu tribes to find a Living Aspect Mushroom. Instead he had been wounded by that mid-Golden Core expert and carried off to Central Island by Situ Qian, and after that a whole chain of unforeseen twists had followed. Fate truly did love to toy with people.
At the thought of Situ Qian, Wei Zhao hesitated somewhat. This woman was the root of all the misery Xueli had suffered for more than half a year, and like Wei Shenjin, he had long since resolved to be rid of her as soon as possible.
But now Wei Shenjin had already been crippled by his hand, leaving only this woman. She alone no longer posed a fatal threat to Xueli. After all, with a great deity like Tianxingdao watching over her, even if Xueli's identity were exposed, Snow Sword Sect would not dare to touch her.
Still, leaving this woman alive was a hidden danger of some sort. Wei Zhao was now pondering whether he could wipe out this danger for good before he left. True, going to kill Situ Qian at her door carried no small risk, but just as with Wei Shenjin before, he could pin it on the martial artist Ling Yi, and so avoid bringing trouble down on the Heaven Pill Pavilion.