Chapter 4894 — Who's Talking
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Wei Zhao and the others exchanged a look of peculiar expression. By this point the situation was perfectly clear—killing for treasure was common enough. But robbing one's own Dao companion? That was a first!
Truly, strange things happen every day—but today's was especially strange!
Wei Zhao was speechless. Only one thought occupied his mind now. Was this man insane? If not, what man would rob his own Dao companion? To show such utter lack of tenderness toward the fair sex—could such a creature even be called a man?
After all, even a specimen like Ren Zhongyuan, whom Wei Zhao held in contempt, knew enough to cherish and pamper a woman; even though he could never win over Huo Yudie, all he could do was try every means to please her—never in a thousand years would he go rob Huo Yudie!
Still, come to think of it, just what precious thing was this woman carrying, to make even her own Dao companion covet it and stoop to robbing her, decorum be damned?
"Chang Laiting?" Wang Xinyan's brows knitted at this, a thoughtful look on her face.
"What is it?" Wei Zhao glanced at her, somewhat surprised.
"I think I've heard of this person..." Wang Xinyan frowned in thought. She had spent a few years here in the Eastern Continent; though she knew little of the wider world's affairs, she had at least caught scraps of rumor and hearsay, and at last a spark of recollection struck: "Could this man be the one from the legends—one of the strongest Nascent Soul cultivators in the Eastern Continent's Yellow Rank Sea Region?"
"That's right, it's coming back to me now—this Chang Laiting is one of the Four Nascent Soul Young Masters, isn't he? Always so high and mighty!" Lu Xiaozhong cut in.
"Another strongest Nascent Soul cultivator? First there was Wang Dianxing, and now a Chang Laiting—just how many strongest Nascent Soul cultivators are there?" Wei Zhao could not help laughing, then asked, "And what, pray tell, is this 'Four Nascent Soul Young Masters' business?"
"Master Lin, you don't know? The Four Nascent Soul Young Masters are household names in the Eastern Continent's Yellow Rank Sea Region. Headed by Wang Dianxing of the Leidong Academy, they're hailed as the strongest Nascent Soul cultivators of the Yellow Rank Sea Region, and every one of them has deep backing—that's why the common folk lump them together as the Four Nascent Soul Young Masters. Chang Laiting is said to be one of them," Lu Xiaozhong explained, a note of mockery and scorn in his face as he spoke, plainly unimpressed by these Four Young Masters.
"From today on, there'll be no more Four Nascent Soul Young Masters—because there's no strongest, only stronger!" Huang Xiaotao said, looking at Wei Zhao with a giggle.
"Absolutely. Wang Dianxing isn't even fit to be a dog beside our Master Lin—Four Nascent Soul Young Masters, my eye! Four Nascent Soul dogs, more like!" Lu Xiaozhong chuckled. Remembering the scene of Wei Zhao slapping Wang Dianxing flying with one palm, he felt a secret satisfaction; it had been a roundabout revenge for him.
"I don't count, though—I'm from the North Island..." Wei Zhao said, somewhat awkwardly rubbing his nose.
Just then, the voice from over there suddenly turned shrill: "Who's there? Who's talking over there?!"
A powerful surge of true qi followed on its heels; the grove of small trees screening the two sides was blasted flat in an instant, leaving both parties in plain view of each other.
Wei Zhao and the others were somewhat startled. Though there was a distance between them and they had deliberately kept their voices low, anyone bold enough to appear in such a desolate place was surely a Xuan Ascension cultivator of some skill—it was no wonder he had caught on. (To be continued.)