Chapter 4549 — Old Wounds
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Oh, I see." Wei Zhao nodded. He showed little interest in the Five-Element Divine Stone—after all, when it came to a five-element medium, he himself could serve as one; there was no need for such a stone. Then he pressed on. "And then? How did the two of you end up fighting?"
"Hmph. I went to enormous trouble to finally track down that old calf, and humbled myself to ask him to open the formation passage so I could make a trip to the mortal realm. And the old bastard refused. The sheer audacity!" Even now, Ghost Thing was still indignant about it. As for why he wanted to go to the mortal realm—no need to say it; it was to seek the bloodline of the Spirit Beast King.
"Why? Did you two have a prior grudge?" Wei Zhao found it strange too. Zhang Lifeng, the Divine Physician and Alchemy Sage, bore such a great name—could he really be a petty man? Even if he was not so selfless as to help others gladly, Ghost Thing was the Azure Dragon Elder of the spirit beast race. Surely he was not so worthless as to have no value in befriending?
"Grudge, my foot. That old bastard isn't like other human cultivators who slaughter spirit beasts at the drop of a hat—he just makes pills and saves lives, day in and day out. What grudge could there be between us?" Ghost Thing paused, then sighed faintly. "The real reason he refused was that he dotes on his own. He said that every time the formation passage is opened, all seven of his wives fall into a coma together. Even he can't guarantee he'll be able to wake them every time—the risk is too great."
"No absolute guarantee?" Wei Zhao's heart lurched. Did that mean that even if he found Zhang Lifeng and secured his help, his own beauties might not necessarily be saved?
"Don't be so nervous. That was just an excuse from the old bastard. The Divine Physician and Alchemy Sage doesn't live off an empty name—he says he's not sure, but when have you ever seen him fail? Not once. What kind of 'not sure' is that?" Ghost Thing offered a word of comfort, then fumed again. "Back then, to get his help, I pleaded until my lips were nearly worn through. I told him to think of our spirit beast race—if only he would open the formation passage, my race would forever remember Zhang Lifeng's great kindness, and we would pay any price for it."
"And he still refused?" Wei Zhao clicked his tongue inwardly. For Ghost Thing, in his capacity as Azure Dragon Elder, to make such a promise was essentially to secure the endorsement and aid of the entire spirit beast race. With the spirit beast race's vast power, far surpassing any human sect, this was a benefit no great figure could refuse. Even someone of Zhang Lifeng's stature could not have been unmoved.
"Right. No matter how I pleaded and vouched for him, the old bastard would not do it. Damn his doting—he would not let his wives suffer the slightest harm, no matter what. Next to that, the fate of our entire spirit beast race was nothing but a fart in his eyes!" Ghost Thing was seething. After a pause, he added, "The way that old bastard dotes on his own—it's a match for you, kid, and that's saying something." (To be continued.)