Chapter 4706 — You Two, Come Along
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Even with the whole crowd struck dumb, anyone with half a brain could work out what this meant: this thing's strength had to be far above Scarface's. Mid-stage Profound Ascension? Peak mid-stage Profound Ascension? Or perhaps something even stronger than that?
This Western Isle trial truly was a den of dragons and tigers, a gathering of the finest from every island. Every monstrous figure that came crawling out of the woodwork was fiercer than the last!
But how on earth had a Profound Ascension expert like this slipped in? He surely couldn't have been trapped here from an earlier trial the way Scarface had been. Plenty of the people present had noticed Wei Zhao beforehand—this thing had clearly been teleported in along with everyone else!
It wasn't just the crowd left gaping. Even Huo Yudie, standing behind Wei Zhao, could not help clapping a hand over her mouth, her eyes brimming with disbelief.
She had known long before this that Wei Zhao was unfathomable, and she had already rated his strength very highly indeed—yet the sight still left her stupefied!
Wei Zhao was plainly only at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage! How could he slap away a peak early-stage Profound Ascension expert as casually as swatting a fly? What on earth had happened to this world?
Over on the other side, after being slapped flying, Scarface had grunted and groaned on the ground for a good long while before finally prising himself out of the crater. The cheek on the side that had been struck was swollen up enormously—flatly the size of a basketball!
One moment he had been a ferocious terror cowing all around him, and the next he had sunk to such a wretched state. The sheer whiplash of it was almost too much to take in.
Scarface stole a trembling glance at Wei Zhao; when Wei Zhao's gaze swept toward him, he promptly ducked his head and started playing the meek grandson. Though his heart seethed with ten thousand resentments—never since advancing to the Profound Ascension stage had he suffered such humiliation. It was utterly intolerable. But he was no fool: if the man could send him flying with a single offhand slap, then killing him for real would be no trouble at all.
After being slapped, Scarface actually began publicly playing the turtle with its head pulled in. His willingness to read the room was a little more than Wei Zhao had expected—though that was no bad thing. Wei Zhao had had no intention of killing him to begin with; otherwise, it wouldn't have been an offhand slap just now, but the real thing.
Scarface was thoroughly loathsome, of course. Given the litany of savage crimes he had committed, killing him a hundred times over would still be too good for him. But Wei Zhao had no intention of righting the world's wrongs on heaven's behalf. The cultivation world was a place where men ate men—so long as Scarface didn't come provoking him, whatever the man got up to was not worth half a spirit jade to him.
The real reason he had deliberately spared Scarface's life was that he had deeper considerations in mind!
The logic was simple: Scarface, the ferocious gatekeeper, made no difference to him—but to the other trial participants present, the difference was enormous. It bore directly on whether they could enter the Myriad-Year Grand Canyon!
Granted, the Thunder Mystic Vine was not inside the Myriad-Year Grand Canyon. But if too many people were let through, some of them might well cause trouble. Wei Zhao had no wish to leave himself hidden dangers at a time like this. So he might as well spare Scarface and let him keep guarding the gate, using him to frighten off the masses of cultivators.
Kang Jingming glared at Wei Zhao with venomous hatred. He had finally managed to put on a show of authority for once, thanks to the laser cannon—and then the moment he turned his head, this thing had stolen his thunder again. Was there no justice left in this world?!