Zhao Wei didn't take long to recover after the initial burst of pain and started to attack Zhao Yao ferociously. Zhao Yao protected his eyes and held onto Zhao Wei like a lizard.
After Zhao Wei exhausted himself, Zhao Yao counter-attacked, punching his opponent's face and weak points.
Zhao Yao, who was protected from the fire by his Master, fearlessly unleashed his attacks.
Still, he also couldn't continue much longer as fatigue overcome him.
Zhao Wei laid without any movement, and soon his clothes started burning.
Zhao Yao smiled as this meant Zhao Wei's Qi was exhausted. He slowly released his hold and let out a sigh.
When he was about to talk to his Master, Zhao Wei jumped up like a beast and sprinted away.
'Damn. This *****.' Zhao Yao cursed as he stood up to follow. This sneaky spy must have played dead to escape.
But, Zhao Yao was too weak to run after him.
'Master, he shouldn't escape.' Zhao Yao requested his Master.
'You don't have to worry, he exhausted his Qi before escaping.' Immortal Lu's reply brought a smile to him.
Slowly walking in the direction, he saw Zhao Wei lying down burning. But it was still a commendable effort by his childhood friend.
'Master, please don't let him die yet.' Zhao Yao said.
'You are such a trickster, using my word that I will protect your life to defeat him. I wanted to punish you for provoking others, thinking that I will save your ass, but you still made use of me to win.' Immortal Lu said. 'This pagoda will collapse soon. What are you going to do with him?'
'It wasn't a fair fight, and I had to use what I have to win. Also, I had no skills and suffered a lot.' Zhao Yao shook his head and replied.
'Master, please delay the fire and prevent the collapse. I have something to do with Zhao Wei, and I still need this pagoda's top floor for something.'
As Zhao Yao inched closer to Zhao Wei, dragging his injured body, the fire around them split aside, making a clear space for them.
Zhao Wei moaned on the ground with burn marks all over him.
'Does he have anymore Qi left?' Zhao Yao asked his Master to be cautious.
After getting confirmation that it was safe, Zhao Yao leaned towards Zhao Wei.
"Hey, Zhao Wei. You owe me a favor. I saved you from getting burned to death. So do you want to repay me by revealing all the secrets?" Zhao Yao asked with a smile.
Zhao Wei grunted and tried to make a spitting motion. He didn't have any major burns, but the Qi exhaustion could have made him extremely weak.
"Still feisty, huh. I will take it as a no. Since you don't want to repay the favor, I will take somethings to make us even then." Zhao Yao took out Zhao Wei's gauntlets that showed him painful hell, and the treasure bracelet with sculping, which was used to detect soul sense spying.
He disregarded Zhao Wei's struggles and even punched him to make his 'debt' collection easier.
After taking the treasures, he searched his body and found a half-burned pouch with gold and silver coins.
"These are great stuff. Thanks, bro." Zhao Yao said as he asked his Master to store them. He can't always depend on his Master. Since his Master was a weird one with no treasure, he got to get himself treasures.
"Usually, I would happily torture you a bit. But, considering you are my childhood friend and since I got no time to spare, I won't do that." Zhao Yao said. He really wants to 'die' fast before another idiot disturbs him.
"I will kill you..." Zhao Wei mouthed with ferocity as he tried to get up. Zhao Yao stomped his back, pushing his 'friend' back down.
"Unlike you, I won't kill you, Zhao Wei. You have to be thankful to me." Zhao Yao gave a couple of kicks before trying to find something other than the stored gauntlets that he could use as a weapon. His Master didn't heal him, so he was still tired and injured from all the beatings. Zhao Yao didn't have much strength left.
He really...really want to kill Zhao Wei. As the author of many cultivation novels, Zhao Yao knew the importance of taking out weeds along with the root. But the main problem was his Master, Zhao Yao could already hear the dissatisfied grunts of his Master. And, he was sure that his Master won't let him kill Zhao Wei since Zhao Yao used Immortal Lu's protection to win.
It's easier for a powerful man like his Master, but for Zhao Yao, it was important to reduce threats. How stupid...Ahhh. Since he wanted his Master's aid, he didn't want to annoy the powerful Martial God. He will slowly deal with this after gaining a better understanding of his Master.
"But, I won't let you go either. Whether you die or live, it will be your father who will decide that." The Master Plotter Zhao Yao was quick to formulate a plan that could deal with the father-son and fake his death at the same time. A one-shot double kill plan that will destroy both of them and convince the clan that he died.
Zhao Yao's smile widened as he thought more about it.
"Do you love your father? More importantly, does your father love you?" Zhao Yao didn't wait as he continued. "I loved my father, and he loved me too. Tell me, Zhao Wei, your father is involved in my father's death?"
Despite his father becoming a drunkard, he was the only family Zhao Yao ever had in his two lives. And, he was sure that his father loved him too. Till his death, despite his crippled status, no one dared to touch him and he grew up without any worries.
Zhao Wei smirked without answering anything.
"Answer me?" Zhao Yao questioned.
"Believe what you want." Zhao Wei was fearless, but his mockery in his eyes didn't escape Zhao Yao.
Zhao Yao could tell, that this spy friend didn't have any grave injuries, and he was recovering from Qi exhaustion very fast.
"I will. I will give a gift to your father. Who will enjoy that gift depends on how much your father loves you." Zhao Yao picked up a half-burned big wood piece and started smashing his head fiercely.
Blood splattered and Zhao Wei's face started to get wounds just like how he injured Zhao Yao.
'Are you trying to kill him?' Immortal Lu asked.
'Can't I?' He continued to beat, but this time the back of the head.
'No.'
'I wanted to make him unconscious.' Zhao Yao said. 'Master, can you make him unconscious? Otherwise, I will have to beat him, and risk killing him.'
'Hmm.'
'Since I can't kill him, then you have to help me, in a big way.' Zhao Yao bargained.
Seeing that his Master agreed like always, he quickly shared his plan.
He actually didn't want to deal with Zhao Weishui today. Zhao Yao had doubts about his father's death and had decided to investigate and take revenge when he got stronger.
Even though he had no solid proof, the sheer absurdity of the cause of death made Zhao Yao believe Zhao Weishui was behind it.
Zhao Yao remembered his father, Zhao Tong's death.
After indulging himself in wines, he acted strangely, just like how a drunkard would act. But he never thought his father would have such an accidental death.
A shameful death a Martial Lord ever can get.
'Drunk and Flight' death.
Something similar to the 'drunk and drive' accidents of Earth, this was much more epic in scale as this was the cultivation world.
A Martial Lord, who could fly, exhausted his Qi while in his drunken stupor and fell to his death.
How laughable.
Zhao Yao could imagine his father falling from the sky just like how Iron Man/Tony stark fell from the sky during the first Avengers movie.
It didn't matter how much of a drunk addict he was, Zhao Yao was sure his father, Zhao Tong, wasn't an idiot who flew till he exhausts his Qi. Zhao Tong, after drinking some powerful spirit wine, flew too high in the sky and fell to his death inside the Grand Demon Forest. That was what the clan told him. And there were even witnesses who verified seeing the Martial Lord falling from the sky.
After realizing the existence of Martial Lord spy, Zhao Weishui, Zhao Yao associated his father's absurd death to him. What if his father was manipulated and forced to be an alcoholic?
He didn't care whether he has anything to do with it or not, Zhao Yao had decided to screw them.
Looking at the Qi exhausted and unconscious Zhao Wei, Zhao Yao smirked. 'Revenge by repeating history will be fun.'