Chapter 2202 — The Value of Information: They Dare Not Move Against Him Lightly, Yet They Are Not Afraid to Send Men After Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu

Han Xiaopo had said as much too: the Heaven-rank experts of the hidden families were bound by restrictions dating back to ancient times and could not freely cross into the secular world. So Wei Zhao was not worried. With the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast guarding Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu, there was essentially no problem at all.

Even if a Heaven-rank expert did come, the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast could hold its own for a while—and besides, no Heaven-rank expert would come.

Those Heaven-rank experts were not fools. To brave unimaginable risk by crossing into the secular world, only to trouble Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu instead of Wei Zhao—was that not sheer madness? Even if they killed Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu, it would do nothing to lessen the hatred in their hearts.

"By the way, Wu Chengtian got in touch with me last night. He meant to call you, but couldn't get through, so he called me instead," Sun Jingyan said. "He said he can set out for Donghai City at any time, and asked whether you need his help."

"Last night?" Wei Zhao thought it over. It was probably because he had been at the cinema last night, where the signal was poor, so Wu Chengtian had been unable to get through.

What a coincidence, though—Wei Zhao had been meaning to find him. There was still a Qi-Gathering Pill, and Wei Zhao intended to give it to Wu Chengtian. Among the people around Wei Zhao, the only one free to protect Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu at any time was Wu Chengtian—and he had prior experience as a personal guard, so he knew the ropes.

Moreover, this small Qi-Gathering Pill was, at present, most worth using on Wu Chengtian. Wu Chengtian was a cultivator who trained both the internal and the external, making him somewhat stronger than an ordinary cultivator of the purely external or purely internal path. Raising his strength was also what best served the current interests.

"Yes. What, you don't think he still has feelings for me, do you?" Seeing Wei Zhao's expression, Sun Jingyan had somewhat misunderstood.

"Of course not," Wei Zhao said with a smile. "He's about to become an Earth-rank expert. I'd say he's already above your notice."

"Wei Zhao, are you asking for death? So you're saying your standards are low, is that it?" Sun Jingyan was thoroughly nettled.

"Just a joke. I was thinking about why the call didn't go through yesterday," Wei Zhao said. "I went to the cinema yesterday. The signal there is rather poor."

"The cinema? On a date?" Sun Jingyan asked.

"Not exactly a date." Wei Zhao clearly did not want to discuss it, and said instead, "I'll give Wu Chengtian a call."

"All right." Sun Jingyan was clever. Since Wei Zhao did not want to talk about it, she stopped asking.

Wu Chengtian was indeed as Sun Jingyan had described—already prepared and standing by, ready to come the moment Wei Zhao summoned him.

So Wei Zhao arranged with Wu Chengtian to come over right away and, once he arrived, to go directly to the villa district of the Xue Shang residential compound to find him.

After settling the matter of his departure with Sun Jingyan, Wei Zhao took the cauldron and the materials for refining a second-grade pill and returned to school.

What occupied Wei Zhao's mind now was whether or not to upgrade the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast.

The situation was plain enough. The Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast followed him because he could bring it benefits—put bluntly, this was a transaction. Its circumstances were different from those of General Weiwu and the Heavenly Thunder Pig.

General Weiwu was an animal that had shared life and death with the young miss from the very beginning; it had been willing to sacrifice itself to save her, and that bond was proof enough of its loyalty, so Wei Zhao could upgrade it without hesitation. As for the Heavenly Thunder Pig, it was the spirit beast that had belonged to Zhang Liju. Wei Zhao had inherited Zhang Liju's legacy; the Heavenly Thunder Pig had no other choice but to follow Wei Zhao. It could either remain in the ancient tomb or follow Wei Zhao, the heir of Zhang Liju.

But the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast was the guardian spirit beast of the Qianshan Sect, and it had switched allegiance to Wei Zhao midway. So Wei Zhao could hardly vouch for its loyalty. If he upgraded it and it then turned tail and walked away, Wei Zhao would not even be able to beat it—he would have no way to deal with it at all.

It seemed this matter would require careful thought. Tonight, when he went back, he would also have to have a proper talk with the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast.

Back in the school classroom, Wei Zhao saw You Panhu sitting there beaming, talking about something with Huang Mao and Zi Mao. Seeing Wei Zhao come in, he actually smiled at Wei Zhao—a first! He had already had the Right Ten Generals make copies of the materials and send them back to the hidden You family, and he had kept an extra copy for himself.

Once the materials were sent back, he probably would not be able to see them again. In the hidden You family's scripture pavilion, an alchemist of his rank was still not permitted to consult things at will, so You Panhu had kept a copy for himself to read—a preparation for his future smooth entry into the hidden You family's council of elders.

Watching You Panhu's expression, Wei Zhao grew all the more puzzled. Could it be that the hidden You family really did not possess these materials? Otherwise, why would You Panhu be so pleased?

But even if that were true, Wei Zhao had no regrets. What You Panhu had given in exchange for a set of materials was, all things considered, a fair bargain.

Wei Zhao returned to his seat. Han Jingyi was still writing and sketching on her tablet. Seeing Wei Zhao, she said happily, "Brother Wei Zhao, I've drawn so much inspiration from these materials—now I feel even more confident about refining second-grade pills!"

"Is that so? That's wonderful." Wei Zhao had grown somewhat numb to Han Jingyi's genius. He handed her all the materials You Panhu had given him in one go and said, "The materials are all here—fifteen sets in total. Have a look."

"Mm-hm, wonderful! Now Jingjing can try refining second-grade pills," Han Jingyi said, taking the materials from Wei Zhao's hands. "Brother Wei Zhao, you're so good to Jingjing—you're always helping Jingjing get the things she wants."

"Once you become an alchemist and refine pills for me, I'll be the one thanking you then," Wei Zhao said.

"Yes, yes! Once Jingjing learns, she'll refine pills for Brother Wei Zhao and no one else!" Han Jingyi nodded.

Looking at Han Jingyi's innocent little face, Wei Zhao was sometimes truly baffled. This genius girl—could she really have been sent to him by heaven? Just when he was unable to solve an alchemy problem, Han Jingyi appeared!

Judged by the standards of traditional alchemy, Han Jingyi was no genius at all. Possessing a single-attribute fire constitution, she could be called the dregs of alchemists. Yet in Han Jingyi's case, this single fire attribute had become her advantage!

Though she lacked a wood attribute to sense the changes in the medicinal ingredients inside the cauldron, Han Jingyi could replace it with more scientific and precise curve functions! It was rather like the difference between a manual workshop and an assembly line.

Take a shoemaker: however superb his craftsmanship, the shoes he makes can never be exactly identical, and there will be times when he errs.

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