Chapter 4743 — Escaping the Trap
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An hour later, Wei Zhao and Huo Yudie were back at the teleportation array's exit. Huo Yudie still hadn't stopped laughing—she'd been laughing the whole way back, and every time she recalled the look on Scarface's face at the end, joy welled up in her again.
"All right, all right, will you ever be done? The man suffered a blow of that magnitude—have a little compassion, won't you, for a girl?" Wei Zhao said, at a loss for words.
"You're one to talk! It was all your doing in the first place. I'd say Scarface is so despondent he's about ready to kill himself. Poor thing, hee hee!" Huo Yudie laughed as she spoke. She truly hadn't expected Wei Zhao to be so devious—pressing the conversation along until he'd cleaned the man out of every last savings he had. Anyone in that position would be ready to jump off a building.
"I call it paying a little wealth to avert disaster. I'd say he got off cheap—or did you think I'd let him go that easily?" Wei Zhao smiled indifferently.
Scarface hadn't yet had the chance to attack him or Huo Yudie, so no real harm had been done, but Wei Zhao had sensed everything the man had done before this clearly enough. It was only because he was in a good mood just now that the fellow had kept his miserable little life; on any ordinary day, Wei Zhao might well have simply killed him on the spot.
"The way he looked, his heart's deader than a corpse's—he'd probably be better off dead!" Huo Yudie covered her mouth and giggled. As she spoke, the two of them reached the teleportation array's exit, and her fine mood instantly clouded over again. She turned to Wei Zhao with a helpless frown. "What do we do now? There's no way out of here, that's for certain—looks like we'll have to wait for the next trial to open."
"Is the teleportation array really that strictly limited?" Wei Zhao frowned as well. If not for the matter with Ning Xuefei, being trapped here wouldn't have been much of a problem—at worst, he could treat it as a session of secluded cultivation. But now that Ning Xuefei's lifelong happiness was at stake, he had to find a way out, and quickly.
"It should be. While you were unconscious, I asked those two West Island guards about it, and they told me plainly: even the strongest strike of a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage could only just barely force the teleportation to open at the one-month mark, and only by exhausting every last trick they had. But it's already been a month and a half..." Huo Yudie sighed.
If not for the delay having stretched so long, she would have believed that with Wei Zhao's strength—far surpassing the peak of the Nascent Soul stage—it might be worth an attempt, and perhaps he really could break the one-month limit. But now a full month and a half had passed. No matter how she thought about it, it was impossible.
"In that case, why didn't you try to open it once back then—throw me out first, then teleport yourself again afterward?" Wei Zhao couldn't help asking.
"I did think of that, and I even asked those two West Island guards specifically. They said it might not succeed, and that in your condition at the time, you'd have had a hard time enduring the tremendous strain of the teleportation process. I was afraid something would happen to you, so I didn't dare try." Huo Yudie shook her head, then added, "Besides, even with my strength at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, unleashing my strongest move twice in quick succession is simply impossible—that's not something you can do while holding anything back."
"I see." Wei Zhao nodded in sudden understanding. He himself could unleash his strongest killing move repeatedly, so he had subconsciously assumed others were freaks of the same kind.