Chapter 134: Flipping The Table
Zhang Ze Xing looked at Jiang Ce expressionlessly.
Jiang Ce had a Ding Zhen face and returned an innocent look.
But fortunately, Zhang Ze Xing had no intention of taking Jiang Ce seriously. He quickly turned his attention back to Bai Qing.
At this moment, Bai Qing looked like a ghost or god. Because he was controlled by Zhang Ze Xing’s magic array, he had to exert more power to break free.
But as a result, his body underwent further mutation. Now, not only did countless ghost hands exist behind him, but his skin also turned dark blue, looking as if it were cast from bronze at a glance.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Ce was full of disgust: “What Avatar.”
But Zhang Ze Xing was full of vigilance.
He had fought Bai Qing before. At that time, neither of them could do anything to the other, but today was different from the past. Zhang Ze Xing had grown, and of course Bai Qing had not stood still either. After so many years, both had grown to a terrifying level.
Zhang Ze Xing knew his magic array could not control Bai Qing for long. A great battle was inevitable then, so he planned to have Jiang Ce leave first to avoid involving him.
“You take Xuan Qing and go first. I’ll hold them off here.”
But after saying this, he did not hear Jiang Ce’s response.
Looking back, Jiang Ce had already hoisted Xuan Qing on his shoulder and run a distance away without looking back.
Zhang Ze Xing was obviously a bit stunned, but this was in line with his image of Jiang Ce, so he turned back and focused on preparing to deal with Bai Qing.
Sure enough, not even ten seconds later, Bai Qing, going all out, broke free from the restraints.
“The Gatekeeper wants to fight, and the Celestial Master’s Mansion wants to join the fun too. Fine, come on then!”
Bai Qing roared and punched at Zhang Ze Xing.
This punch had no technique, only emotion—anger mixed with hatred, all pouring toward Zhang Ze Xing.
But the latter did not dare underestimate this seemingly plain punch.
He knew that Bai Qing specialized in body techniques, similar to martial artists among the righteous cultivators, emphasizing one force breaks all laws. One punch could hammer even nine-turn large intestine clean.
So Zhang Ze Xing took a deep breath and brought out his best state, planning to have a decisive battle with this enemy he had long needed to settle life and death with.
At the same time, Jiang Ce had already run a long distance away.
By luring Bai Qing out, he had already succeeded halfway.
Although he did not know exactly how strong Zhang Ze Xing and Bai Qing were, he believed that even if there was a gap, it should not be too big. Once Xiao Lin arrived, victory would be secured.
The fear was that Bai Qing would hold his ground and could not be taken down quickly. If it dragged on, trouble might arise, but fortunately, such a thing did not happen.
The only strange thing was that Bai Qing had appeared for so long, yet Xiao Lin still had not arrived.
“Held up by someone?”
Jiang Ce quickly guessed the reason, but he did not know who was holding up Xiao Lin. However, from Bai Qing’s earlier urgency, perhaps Xiao Lin would not be delayed too long. Jiang Ce was anxious, but actually Bai Qing was just as anxious.
Soon, Jiang Ce returned to the Gatekeeper Branch unimpeded.
But to his surprise, not only was Xiao Lin absent, but Wei Lao was also gone.
After asking others, he learned that Wei Lao had been out for a while.
This made him somewhat puzzled.
If Wei Lao had been there, why had he not helped earlier?
Or had he gone somewhere else?
Jiang Ce handed Xuan Qing over to someone for treatment, then left the branch again and headed to the battlefield.
Yan Yi was leading Song Yuntian and several unity of heaven and man holy envoys who had joined along the way, rushing toward Luocheng.
But just as they were about to arrive, they saw an old man hovering in the sky above Luocheng.
Yan Yi halted, treating it as a major enemy.
“Wei Wen Zheng?”
Wei Lao drooped his eyelids, not even looking at them, and said indifferently: “Go back where you came from.”
Yan Yi’s expression was very ugly.
“So it really was you scheming all this. I initially only suspected, but I believed you wouldn’t break the agreement. I didn’t expect you to still flip the table.”
“Flip what table?” Wei Lao chuckled: “What are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
“Did you forget the agreement half a year ago? In the conflict between the two sides, the cult leader and Cao Zheng do not act, you and the protectors can plan but not show up. But today you broke the agreement!”
Yan Yi rebuked angrily.
Wei Lao shook his head nonchalantly: “I haven’t made a move, so how can it be me breaking the agreement? But if you insist on forcing your way through and make me act, then you’re forcing me to break it. So to maintain the balance, you’d better listen to me and go back where you came from.”
Yan Yi took a deep breath, feeling unprecedented humiliation.
The Gatekeeper professed to be righteous, yet did something so treacherous, while the notorious Holy Cult had kept the agreement. Was this reasonable?
But Yan Yi was only at return to origin limitless. He and the holy envoys behind him could change the battle situation in Luocheng, but together they were no match for Wei Lao.
Yan Yi knew in his heart that Wei Lao was still somewhat mindful of the original agreement and did not want to completely tear faces, but if he insisted on heading to Luocheng, Wei Lao would absolutely not show mercy.
He did not understand why the Gatekeeper suddenly had such confidence, even unafraid of escalating from small skirmishes with the gluttonous ghost to life-and-death struggle.
He only knew that this time, Bai Qing was truly doomed, and no one could save him.
“I will report everything truthfully to the cult leader.”
Yan Yi finally backed down.
Wei Lao nodded in satisfaction, but did not take the threat seriously at all: “Do as you please.”
Soon, the old farmer received this news from Luocheng.
But whether the old farmer or the young man, neither was as angry as Yan Yi imagined; instead, they had expected such a result.
The young man smiled: “As Master predicted, Wei Wen Zheng personally intervened.”
The old farmer nodded: “It seems Jiang Ce’s existence indeed gave Cao Zheng other ideas. Once a second path appeared, he really didn’t want us to swallow the sects behind him.”
“Then his chance of promotion to true god is completely cut off.”
The young man spoke with a hint of mockery.
“Not necessarily. Those mundane sects live or die at his whim. He can choose another path, but I have no other choice. Fortunately, even if I die on the road, there is still my junior brother to take my place and continue.”
The old farmer seemed somewhat weary:
“The key now lies with your junior brother. After this matter ends, have someone bring him back. It’s time for him to know some things.”
The young man frowned: “Isn’t it too early? He’s only third rank now. Is it too dangerous to bring him into the game now?”
“Not dangerous.” The old farmer sighed: “He is one of Them, he is danger itself.”
My body hurt for a day, I had a fever for two days, and today I finally feel better. I suggest everyone who hasn’t gotten vaccinated go get it soon. With COVID, I only had a fever for one day, but with influenza A, my buddy had it for two days. I originally wanted to write more for compensation, but sitting in front of the computer, I felt numb, my mind blank. From seven o’clock until now, I only squeezed out two thousand words. I suspect my brain might be fried.
