"I didn't! Everything I said was true!"
"Looks like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Brother Wei, do it."
Whether what he said was true or false did not matter.
Wang Yu could only treat him as lying. The Wei Clan had no Nascent Soul Late Stage Great Cultivator, and if Wei Hao guessed something because of this, that would be harming him instead.
Better to directly deny Jiang Mingxin's words.
Trash like this might as well die wronged; in any case, it was no pity.
Wei Hao, who had long since made preparations to take revenge with his own hands, had already been itching to kill him. Seeing that Wang Yu had nothing else to ask, he naturally did not stint on striking with ruthless force.
Half an hour later, on a reef island far from the scene of the incident.
Wei Hao cupped his hands toward Wang Yu and said, "Many thanks to Brother Wang for lending a hand. Wei will remember this favor."
Wang Yu waved his hand unconcernedly.
"No need for that. That Jiang fellow repeatedly made things unpleasant for Wang. Killing him was also something that followed my own heart."
"Even so... one matter is one matter!"
After thinking for a moment, Wei Hao took out a Red-Skinned Gourd from his Storage Ring. A blood pattern was carved on it as well, written in Ancient Demonic Script - Blood Talisman.
Handing this treasure to Wang Yu, Wei Hao explained, "This gourd is called the [Blood Fiend Gourd]. Families like the three great clans, the Wei Clan, the Jiang Clan, and others that possess a Nascent Soul Old Ancestor mostly prepare one of these for their clan disciples after they enter the Blood Abyss."
"Oh?"
Wang Yu's expression turned strange. Zhuo Shouqing had