Chapter 4216 — Dr. Luan
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"No..." This time Wei Zhao was thoroughly abashed. The man was, after all, a top figure of the Triple Stack Pavilion, yet he was so attentive to a mere inner-sect newcomer—it was truly beyond expectation.
"Good. If anything comes up in the future, come straight to me. I have some business today, so I will not linger here." Only then did Yu Zhenyang turn and leave.
"I see you off, Pavilion Master," Wei Zhao said, performing the proper salute. He had to admit that this time he had truly tasted what it meant to feel superior. The other party was the master of the Azure Cloud Pavilion—an ordinary inner-sect core disciple would count himself lucky to exchange a single word with such a man, let alone have every request granted!
Wei Zhao had never imagined that a single casual sentence from Shangguan Tianxia could carry such weight.
But on second thought, back then Shangguan Tianxia had never publicly said a word about that fellow Su Zhaohe—it was only rumor in the streets—and yet Su Zhaohe had been so formidable, feared and looked up to by all, so puffed up that he could even quietly put in a word with the Law Enforcement Hall. How much more so for Wei Zhao now.
If Shangguan Tianxia had spoken those words not now but earlier, Wei Zhao was sure he would have had no trouble at all in the Welcome Pavilion—no one, Xu Lingchong included, would have dared provoke him.
Of course, this was only idle musing. Wei Zhao would never regret such a thing, still less complain of it, for the present environment, where none dared provoke him, was not suited to the man he had been then.
Had he been placed from the very beginning in a hothouse cradle, sheltered from all contention, he likely would never have achieved what he had.
And now, having witnessed that scene in the inner-sect contest where Xu Lingchong was struck down in an instant, these clownish meddlers could hardly pose any threat to Wei Zhao anymore. Shangguan Tianxia had probably also seen that once Wei Zhao and Huang Xiaotao joined forces, they had few rivals left at the Golden Core stage, and so there was no need to let those clowns leap out again to make trouble.
What Wei Zhao needed now was harsher trials. There was little point in remaining on the North Island; next he must find a chance to leave it and take on missions. The preferential treatment given him now was only to ensure no fire broke out in his own backyard—to keep those clownish meddlers from dragging him down.
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Somewhere on the North Island, in an underground secret chamber, the dying Xu Lingchong lay in bed while Meng Zhou kept anxious watch at his side. The mysterious man in black was present as well, and besides them there was one other in the room—none other than Master Pao, the very man who had given Xu Lingchong the Chrysanthemum Classic last time.
"Master Pao... I have failed... your cultivation of me..." Xu Lingchong, with Meng Zhou's help, propped himself up and apologized to Master Pao with great effort.
Though he was at death's door, his complexion had instead turned ruddy, and Meng Zhou inwardly cried out in alarm—these were the signs of a final rally before death.
Hearing this, Master Pao came over and examined him from head to foot, then concluded, "The injuries are grave, but not entirely beyond treatment. That Wei Zhao beat you to this state—and in truth, you have no one but yourself to blame."
"Ah? Master Pao... you mean... I can still be saved?" Xu Lingchong's spirits lifted at once.
"Indeed..." Master Pao nodded, then said, "Wait a while. We will speak again once Dr. Luan arrives."