Chapter 4198 — That's Wonderful!
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But Wei Zhao had not only conjured it out of thin air; this single move, the Savage Fire Eight-Trigram Joint Strike Palm, bore not the slightest trace of hasty, slipshod patchwork. On the contrary, it was profound and deep-rooted, and in its finer subtleties it was in no way inferior to traditional martial techniques handed down over hundreds or even thousands of years.
Had she not seen it with her own eyes, Huang Xiaotao would never have believed that Wei Zhao could have conceived and created such a technique in the span of a few short moments.
He could boost a person's strength, he could refine golden cores, and now he could even create martial techniques. Beyond the admiration and reverence she already felt for Wei Zhao, Huang Xiaotao was now utterly dumbfounded—that such a formidable figure could exist in this world!
Even the legendary Zhang Lifeng, the Alchemy God and Saint Physician, would surely be no more than this. He might even fall short of Wei Zhao—after all, Grandmaster Zhang's legend came only from hearsay passed from mouth to mouth, whereas Wei Zhao's marvels she had witnessed with her own eyes and lived through in her own person.
In the time that followed, Wei Zhao and Huang Xiaotao remained within the cave dwelling, sealed in cultivation of this newly created move, the Savage Fire Eight-Trigram Joint Strike Palm.
Though newly created, it was naturally very easy for Wei Zhao to master, while Huang Xiaotao's proficiency grew ever more precise and her coordination with Wei Zhao ever more practiced. By the time Wei Zhao judged it more or less fully formed, the two of them tried unleashing a single move together—and its might proved comparable to the full-force strike of a peak late Golden Core expert!
Had Wei Zhao not deliberately held it all in check, the power of that one move would have been enough to pierce straight through his cultivation cave dwelling, barriers and walls alike!
Huang Xiaotao herself was stunned senseless, while Wei Zhao nodded with deep satisfaction. Of course he had confidence in the technique he had created, but at the outset he had set its target power at merely the late Golden Core stage—never imagining that he had still underestimated the might of this joint strike.
A single move of the Savage Fire Eight-Trigram Joint Strike Palm was equivalent to the all-out strike of a peak late Golden Core expert. Yet the two of them were currently only at the early Golden Core stage. A technique like this was simply heaven-defying.
If their strength rose a little further, they would truly be invincible within the Golden Core stage. If he took Huang Xiaotao out in the future and someone rubbed him the wrong way, he could just slam a joint strike straight at them—any Golden Core expert, even if they did not die, would be left crippled!
At the Skyward Pavilion, after returning from Wei Zhao's cave dwelling, Xu Lingchong and Meng Zhou were utterly unwilling to accept it. Nor did they intend to let Wei Zhao off so easily.
It was inconvenient for the two of them to remain there themselves, so they specifically instructed Murong Zhen to keep constant watch over the goings-on at Wei Zhao's cave dwelling, and the moment she saw Wei Zhao or Shangguan Lan'er come out, to report to the two of them at once.
Yet what the two of them never could have anticipated was that there was no need at all to wait for word from Murong Zhen—they had barely set foot back on the Skyward Pavilion's territory when they came face to face with Shangguan Lan'er.
The two of them froze on the spot and scratched their heads in unison: what the hell was going on here? How was the woman in Wei Zhao's bed not Shangguan Lan'er?
The Threefold Pavilion's female cultivators numbered only a scant few—one could count them on one's fingers. Apart from Shangguan Lan'er, who on earth else would have gotten tangled up with Wei Zhao?