Chapter 3280 — Come to West Star Mountain Village

"Indeed, I too agree with Chairman Qian's view," said the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable. "I believe all we need do is slay the Sinister Ancestor, then force the Bloody Garment Ancestor and the Yellow Springs Ancestor into submission and make them kill Wei Zhao. Thus shall we turn swords into plowshares. That is the best course."

"I concur," Dongfang Badao said hurriedly. Among those present he was the weakest; though he stood infinitely close to Great Perfection, he had not yet reached it. So if it came to slaying the three ancestors of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect, it would mean two bands of men fighting to the bitter end, and he and the Sinister Ancestor would surely be the weakest among them—the first to be offered up as sacrifices. That was not a sight he wished to see.

But for so many of them to join forces and slay a single Sinister Ancestor, and afterward force the Bloody Garment Ancestor and the Yellow Springs Ancestor into submission—that was easily done. By then both sides would sit down and talk peace, and no more blows would be struck.

"Good. Let this be the course we set," came the voice of Patriarch Mad Bull of the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Cult, the most revered among them, summing up the meeting and striking the final hammer blow. "Together we slay the Sinister Ancestor, then force the other two ancestors to submit. Thus our aim is achieved."

"Then let us make ready. Tomorrow we march on the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect's headquarters and summon those three ancestors out!" said Chairman Qian.

The preliminary tasks of the Revenge Assembly were now settled. Of course, if the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect agreed instead to turn and slay Wei Zhao, then these men would be spared both trouble and effort, and the second meeting need not be held at all.

Yet even as these men learned of Wei Zhao's affairs, the three ancestors of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect learned at the very first moment that Wei Zhao was being hunted overseas by the Overseas Cultivators' Association.

"Bloody Garment Ancestor, Yellow Springs Ancestor, such is the situation. What are we to do now?" The Sinister Ancestor hastened to relay the intelligence his group had gathered to the two ancestors. "Though Wei Zhao still lingers overseas and has not returned, I fear that when he does, there will be a storm of blood. His troubles must be grave indeed! And it is not only his troubles now—I suspect those sects that have lost their people will all come seeking vengeance against us, ready to fight to the death?"

These words of the Sinister Ancestor knit the brows of both the Bloody Garment Ancestor and the Yellow Springs Ancestor. Yes—things had come to such a pass. Little had they expected that a casual trip abroad by Wei Zhao would stir up so much trouble. Had they known, they would have gone with him!

At the time, the three ancestors had thought it troublesome to leave the country in their positions, and so had not accompanied him. Besides, Wei Zhao had only gone to help Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi establish their overseas ventures; none of them had foreseen such complications.

But now regret was of no use. They could only first consider how to face the coming tempest.

"Bloody Garment, we had best call the master and ask his meaning, no? Matters have developed beyond what the three of us can decide," the Yellow Springs Ancestor said after a moment's pondering.

"True enough. Then which of us makes the call?" the Bloody Garment Ancestor said with a nod of agreement.

"Let it be Sinister. He has always been the one to make contact."

"So the Yellow Springs Ancestor thought and said.

The Sinister Ancestor did not decline, but picked up the phone and dialed the contact number Lin Dongfang had left them.

"Master, it is I—Little Sinister of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect," the Sinister Ancestor said courteously once the line connected.

"Oh? Sinister, what is it?" Old Man Wei answered the phone. Since the Sinister Ancestor was contacting him, some great matter must have arisen that they could not settle themselves.

"It is like this—" The Sinister Ancestor concealed nothing, recounting the whole course of events to Lin Dongfang in minute and faithful detail, and only at the end said, "Master, we no longer know what to do. I fear we can no longer protect the young master—and even we ourselves may be hard pressed to save our own skins."

"I understand. Wait for my call; I will give you an answer in ten minutes," Old Man Wei said in a calm tone, as though the matter did not affect him in the least.

"Very good, very good!" the Sinister Ancestor said hastily.

Old Man Wei hung up. He did not linger; though his tone had been calm, the expression on his face was far from relaxed, and with his brows tightly knit he dialed another number at once.

"Old Mo, it is I." The number Old Man Wei dialed was that of his old friend Mo Kongwen.

"What is it, old friend? What has happened?" Mo Kongwen asked.

"Will Little Yi run into trouble in the days to come?" Old Man Wei asked.

"What has happened?" Mo Kongwen asked quickly.

"It is like this—" Old Man Wei recounted the matter to Mo Kongwen in brief.

"Let me look," said Mo Kongwen. Then all went silent on the other end.

Old Man Wei did not grow anxious; he knew Mo Kongwen must be making a calculation.

Sure enough, after a while Mo Kongwen slowly spoke: "There is, but it is no dead knot."

"Can he resolve it himself?" Old Man Wei asked, his heart easing slightly.

"Perhaps he can, perhaps he cannot," Mo Kongwen said with a sigh. "I can no longer interfere in this matter. My strength is only so much—on par with his adversaries."

"You still have not broken through?" Old Man Wei asked quietly.

"Do you think the Heavenly Dao is so easily broken through? You think everyone is a madman like you?" Mo Kongwen said with a bitter smile.

"Then will Little Yi be in mortal danger?" Old Man Wei thought for a moment, then asked on.

"His road ahead is already fixed. From the moment he went to Songshan City and took on that mission, it was fixed," Mo Kongwen answered without addressing the question directly.

"I understand," Old Man Wei said, and at once his heart was set at ease.

After hanging up, Old Man Wei called the Sinister Ancestor once more. He said nothing more, only remarked lightly, "Come find me at West Star Mountain Village."

(To be continued,

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