Chapter 3236 — Scared Out of Their Wits

So they had paid it no mind at all, taking the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder for nothing more than a passerby. But after receiving Wei Zhao's phone call, they realized they had been wrong—wrong beyond all reason!

The Black Horse Society's Grand Elder had actually locked horns with Wei Zhao, and after Wei Zhao captured him, he had even hired people from the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect to go kill the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder. What kind of grudge could that be?

What if Wei Zhao had not had the Heaven-and-Earth Net? Would he not have been done in by this old bastard? At that thought, the Sinister Ancestor broke out in a cold sweat. How would he dare demand payment from Wei Zhao? So he adapted on the spot; a flash of inspiration struck, and he spoke as he did.

"I helped? What did I help with?" Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback.

"It's like this—we're actually quite close by right now. The reason we came here is that someone handed us a new assignment. The pay is extremely high, but the difficulty is just as great! Kill the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder!" the Sinister Ancestor said. "This man is a peak late-stage Heaven-tier expert at the grand-completion level. We're not confident we could take him down cleanly in a head-on clash, so we were still working out a plan when Mr. Lin brought us the good news! So we'll head over right now. Consider it the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect owing Mr. Lin a favor—if there's ever anything you need, just contact me directly!"

With that, without waiting for Wei Zhao to say anything, the Sinister Ancestor hung up. Clearly he too knew time was short and did not dare waste a moment.

Wei Zhao, however, just stared blankly at the phone in his hand, smiling bitterly inside. What was this, exactly? It was utterly bizarre. He had meant to hire the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect to kill someone, and had no idea whether they would even agree or what terms they might demand.

He had been worrying over it, and then out of nowhere he had become a helper to the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect. Not only were they sending people to kill the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder, they were even saying they owed him a favor?

Wei Zhao shook his head. Strange things really did happen every year, but with the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect they came in droves! Last time had been the same! Still, Wei Zhao felt the people of the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect were quite decent. Had they not spoken plainly and instead just gone along with it, they could have earned a commission from Wei Zhao and avoided owing him a favor, all while completing their mission to kill the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder—killing three birds with one stone!

But the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect had not done that. They really were an honorable sect!

Of course, that was only Wei Zhao's impression. Who knew whether other cultivators, sects, or clans that had dealt with the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect would spit blood at the words. The Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect, honorable? Honorable my ass!

What kind of assassin organization talks favors with you? Are you dreaming?

But Wei Zhao did not understand matters of the ancient stratum, and knew even less what the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect had been like before. From these two encounters, he had come to think the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect were truly good people!

Watching the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder struggle before him, a mocking sneer flickered at the corner of Wei Zhao's mouth. If the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect had been back at their sect, they would still have rushed over at top speed, but Wei Zhao would have remained uneasy, not knowing whether the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder might struggle free of the Heaven-and-Earth Net before then. Now he no longer had to worry about that, because the people of the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect were close by!

Cheng Yiyi had not expected Wei Zhao to know people from the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect, and was somewhat surprised. But feeling her own injuries gradually improve, her heart grew incomparably heavy. Her conscience tormented her. If she had died just now, then she would have died, but now she was alive again—how was she to face Xu Shilan from now on?

"All right, you're not going to die, early-stage Earth-tier expert." Wei Zhao spoke softly at Cheng Yiyi's ear, condensing his voice with true qi so that no one else could hear.

Yet a look of dread flashed across Cheng Yiyi's face! Wei Zhao actually knew her level of strength? That was not right—she had never displayed it before Wei Zhao! How did Wei Zhao know?

Even when Wei Zhao healed her, she had not used her own true qi to heal herself. And earlier, when she took the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder's blow head-on, she had indeed used true qi to shield her body, but Wei Zhao had not yet entered the room then, and the room had been full of true qi—the old director's and the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder's. Wei Zhao should not have been able to tell whose was whose!

How had Wei Zhao seen through it?

Yet surprised as she was, before she could ask, Wei Zhao had already turned to treat Xu Shilan, giving Cheng Yiyi no chance to question him!

The Black Horse Society's Grand Elder kept struggling inside the Heaven-and-Earth Net. The net's defense was excellent; no matter how he unleashed his techniques, it was like striking cotton. And the thing was one-way: blows could not get out from inside, but could get in from outside. That was also why the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder struggled so frantically—he wanted to break free at once and flee this place!

Whether he could kill Wei Zhao and the people before him no longer mattered. For the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder, saving his own life was the one thing above all else! He did not want to die for no reason at all at the hands of the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect.

But how could the Spider Clan's Heaven-and-Earth Net be opened so easily? Even the Great Fire Lion Clan's fire-breathing from within was of limited use; only several fire lions breathing fire together from the outside could break it. However formidable the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder was, he was still only a human cultivator—compared with those formidable spirit beasts, there was ultimately a difference!

He had heard Wei Zhao's phone call earlier as well. He was a peak late-stage Heaven-tier expert at the grand-completion level, and the room was very quiet; hearing the Sinister Ancestor's voice through Wei Zhao's receiver was no difficult matter!

He did not understand how the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect had come to receive a mission to kill him. Who wanted him dead? As a Grand Elder of the Black Horse Society, he rarely left the sect at all, and lately he had made no enemies. So just which bastard had hired the Blood-Clad Yellow Springs Sect to kill him?

What depressed him most was that the Blood-Clad Ancestor, the Yellow Springs Ancestor, and the Sinister Ancestor were all nearby? If they had come, would he not be dead for certain? How could there be such rotten luck in this world?

So now he could not be bothered to say anything to Wei Zhao. Threats and the like were all useless; only breaking free himself and running was the proper course!

Wei Zhao watched, muttering inwardly that this thing had better not really break out. But outwardly, he could only keep his composure! (Yuren public WeChat: yuren22)

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