Chapter 4728 — Still Trying to Scare People?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
She had been frightened half out of her wits just now, but after hearing Han Jingyi's assessment, the heart that had been dangling in midair finally settled back into place. She was still a little uneasy, to be sure, but at least it no longer ached the way it had before.
After steadying her breathing for a moment, Huo Yudie at once set about hoisting Wei Zhao onto her back. This place would close within five days, and when it did, the whole Heavenly Thunder Formation outside would reset along with it. Without Wei Zhao leading the way, she would not even be able to find her way out. They had to leave as soon as possible.
Backing out from the Five Thunder Tribulation Archway, Huo Yudie carried Wei Zhao outward. The boulder formation outside still could not be crossed by wandering at random, but fortunately she had memorized the route when she followed Wei Zhao in, so she was able to make her way out without mishap.
Earlier still, Xu Lingchong had already bolted out ahead with Kang Jingming slung over his shoulder. He was genuinely afraid that that little wench Huo Yudie would come chasing after him like a madwoman, so he did not pause for a single instant along the way, ignoring outright even the rare treasures he came across.
After all, with the Thunder Mystic Vine in hand, every other treasure in this place was nothing but passing cloud by comparison. The longer the night, the more dreams; the only thing Xu Lingchong wanted now was to get back to West Island as fast as possible and spare himself any further twists and turns.
Running for his life day and night without rest, five days later Xu Lingchong's dust-covered figure appeared at the mouth of the Ten-Thousand-Year Grand Canyon, dragging the half-dead Kang Jingming behind him like a dead dog.
Since the man was protected from head to toe by his smart armor, no amount of rough handling would do him much harm. Dragging him was plainly less tiring than carrying him over the shoulder, and Xu Lingchong was not about to waste pity on a subordinate like this. Hauling him all the way back was already noble beyond words.
Beyond the Ten-Thousand-Year Grand Canyon lay the same oasis as before. Without pausing even for a moment, Xu Lingchong trudged onward, puffing and hauling Kang Jingming, and there, squarely blocking the way ahead, stood a whole crowd of people: none other than Scarface and his gang.
Scarface's crew had planted themselves here, naturally, to fleece the trial participants on their way out. They were plainly no virtuous lot. They had announced beforehand that they would take only half, but that was little more than empty talk; of any trial participant who fell into their hands, one who kept even a tenth or two could count his ancestors blessed with good incense.
Had it not been for the fear of cornering a dog into jumping the wall, Scarface and the others would not have planned to leave these trial participants even a tenth. But these were, after all, high-level cultivators above the Golden Core stage, most of them capable Nascent Soul hands, and if they truly fought for their lives they would not be easy meat. So Scarface had no choice but to leave them a little hope, that it might not come to a fight to the death for both sides.
Catching sight of Xu Lingchong's figure from afar, Scarface and his men jumped with fright. One after another they hastily withdrew a good distance of their own accord, not a trace of their earlier ferocity left in them; instead they all wore fawning smiles, terrified of provoking the slightest displeasure.
There was no helping it. The scene of Kang Jingming blasting their second-in-command to death with a single shot was still vivid before their eyes to this day, and not Kang Jingming alone: Xu Lingchong's appearance too had been firmly burned into their memories. Fiends of that caliber were truly not to be provoked.