Chapter 5006 — The Great Ability Seeks a Master

"Very well, I have noted it down," Wei Zhao nodded. If this were a true teleportation, he would certainly have found a way to settle the Heavenly Elixir Pavilion and brought both women along, but this time the circumstances were special—it was merely a projection of his primordial spirit returning to take a look, so there was no real need for that.

No sooner had Tian Chan and Xueli finished these few words with Wei Zhao than Wei Shenjin and the others below began to complain bitterly, and the two women hurriedly moved to go help, only to be stopped by Wei Zhao. "Let them suffer a little longer and hold out. This time I am returning to the mortal world in the form of my primordial spirit, and I do not know how long I will be able to stay. I cannot attend to matters here for the time being, so I must first raise both your strengths, lest some fool without eyes come to make trouble again."

"Oh..." At these words both women's cheeks flushed at once. The memory of the last time Wei Zhao had raised their strength was still vivid before their eyes, and though they had long ago given him their hearts, the thought of undressing still filled them with unavoidable shyness and embarrassment.

At the sight Wei Zhao burst out laughing, clearly picturing that very scene—a feast for the eyes beyond all doubt.

As for Wei Shenjin, though he had swallowed the Heart-Devouring Gu back then and had performed diligently and loyally these past two years, Wei Zhao had no intention of directly raising his strength just yet. It was not entirely a matter of distrust; mainly he simply felt there was no need.

Wei Shenjin was now at the early Nascent Soul stage. Rather than pull the seedling up to hurry its growth, it would be better to give him some supplementary pills such as the Embryo Condensation Golden Core; that way his strength would not rise too slowly, would rest on a firmer foundation, and would serve him better in the days to come.

While Wei Zhao was busy making his preparations, he had no idea that at this very moment a foe far away in the Eastern Continent was thinking of him—not Ren Zhongyuan, not Yi Xiaotian, nor Bao Zuoliang or Su Kesheng, but the evil cultivator he had once fought, the Great Ability of West Mountain of the West Mountain Evil Sect.

The last time, from Xiangyun City to Chenxing City, the Great Ability of West Mountain had pursued Wei Zhao the whole way, even going so far as to sacrifice one of his own arms to invoke such a vicious forbidden art as the blood sacrifice. Yet in the end he had still failed to take Wei Zhao, and had instead badly depleted his own vital essence. Even after months of convalescence he had not recovered; his strength was greatly diminished, and his state was truly wretched.

Even so, the Great Ability of West Mountain had never ceased to watch Wei Zhao's movements. When he made inquiries, he learned that Wei Zhao had long since left Chenxing City, and afterward his whereabouts were unknown. Yet today, in the latest roster of Mystic Ascension stage fine hands published by the Eastern Continent's Yellow-Rank Academy Alliance, he had actually found Wei Zhao's name!

"Mystic Ascension? The brat actually reached Mystic Ascension!" The Great Ability of West Mountain was so enraged on the spot that he spat out a mouthful of old blood, and the little vital essence he had painstakingly recovered over these months was instantly wasted.

In their last exchange he had been at the late Mystic Ascension stage while Wei Zhao was only at the late Nascent Soul stage, and even then he had failed to take Wei Zhao's life. Now Wei Zhao had already reached the early Mystic Ascension stage, while his own strength had not advanced an inch—rather, it had fallen greatly with the loss of an arm. If they were to fight again, he could no longer possibly be Wei Zhao's match.

The Great Ability of West Mountain was no fool, after all. Though he longed with all his heart to take revenge on Wei Zhao, he was not so blind as to overrate himself. Even if the chance for revenge were handed to him now, he would never dare go after Wei Zhao alone; all that remained was a heart full of bitter hatred and unwillingness.

"No! This old man absolutely cannot let the brat off so easily!" The Great Ability of West Mountain truly could not swallow this indignity, yet he lacked the strength to take revenge himself. Pacing frantically about the room for a long while, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "That's it—this old man cannot deal with the brat, but there are others who can!"

His mind made up, the Great Ability of West Mountain paid no heed to his unrecovered vital essence. He at once gathered his things, summoned a flying spirit beast, and set out, heading straight for the Southern Continent's sea region.

From the Eastern Continent's Yellow-Rank sea region to the Southern Continent's sea region was a vast distance, and such a long journey would be no easy matter even for a fine hand of his caliber at the late Mystic Ascension stage—especially now, with his injuries still unhealed. But the Great Ability of West Mountain could not afford to care about that anymore, for the man he sought was now in the Southern Continent's sea region. That man was none other than the Old Sect of West Mountain.

When he had agreed to Yi Xiaotian's request to hunt down Wei Zhao, his chief reason had been the Old Sect of West Mountain; he had meant to present Wei Zhao's head as a gift to curry favor. Now, though he had no head to offer, as an evil cultivator he truly had no other choice, and could only force himself to give it a try.

The whereabouts of the Old Sect of West Mountain were no secret within the West Mountain Evil Sect. The Great Ability of West Mountain quickly found the Dragon Boat Escort Agency, and without sending in a calling card, descended straight into the rear courtyard.

A strange one-armed figure dropping from the sky gave the escorts on duty at the Dragon Boat Escort Agency quite a fright. They shouted loudly and surged forward to surround him, but once they sensed the aura the Great Ability of West Mountain released, the whole crowd did not dare make a rash move—a fine hand of the late Mystic Ascension stage!

Even if every one of them joined forces, they would be no match for him. The Great Ability of West Mountain gave these underlings a cold glance and shouted coldly, "I am the Great Ability of West Mountain of the West Mountain Evil Sect, come to seek an audience with the Old Sect of West Mountain!"

Evil cultivators? The crowd exchanged glances. Though the presence of the Old Sect of West Mountain had already accustomed them to being pointed at and gossiped about, seeing the Great Ability of West Mountain still felt rather strange. Surely the Dragon Boat Escort Agency was not really going to become an evil cultivators' stronghold?

"Withdraw, all of you!" Long Kuiba arrived at this point, belatedly. He looked the Great Ability of West Mountain up and down, then said respectfully, "The Old Sect of West Mountain bids you enter. Senior, please follow me."

Led by Long Kuiba, the Great Ability of West Mountain soon met the Old Sect of West Mountain in the main hall. He hastily dropped to his knees and performed a respectful kowtow. "The Great Ability of West Mountain pays respects to the Old Sect!"

"Hm? Where are you from? This Sect seems not to have seen you before." The Old Sect of West Mountain squinted his pair of triangular yin-yang eyes and eyed the Great Ability of West Mountain in his odd, rasping voice.

"Replying to the Old Sect, this subordinate is registered under the Eastern Continent branch," the Great Ability of West Mountain answered.

"In that case, why are you not properly staying in the Eastern Continent? What business brings you to the Southern Continent?" the Old Sect of West Mountain asked in surprise.