Chapter 491: Intercept to Kill

Chapter 491: Chapter 491: Intercept to Kill

"Brother Long, what should we do now?"

Kuang Ao was still reeling with fear. If that Divine Dao expert hadn’t devoured the Divine Dao Inheritance, he was certain his own Divine Spirit would have been obliterated by now.

But Kuang Ao was still unwilling to accept it. He had obtained the Divine Dao Inheritance, only for it to vanish just like that. It wasn’t just him; anyone in his shoes would likely feel the same way.

Divine Dao Inheritance.

’To think I was so close to becoming a Divine Dao Martial Artist,’ Kuang Ao cursed bitterly to himself.

Long Ao knew exactly what Kuang Ao was thinking and said, "It was fated. There’s no need to force things. What’s yours will always be yours. If it isn’t meant for you, it’s useless to try and force it."

After a moment of thought, Long Ao said, "Calm down. Since that Divine Dao Martial Artist didn’t move against us before, I believe they bear us no ill will. That being the case, we should just wait and see how things develop."

’Wait and see?’

Kuang Ao was extremely worried. After all, the other party was a genuine Divine Dao Martial Artist. They could probably wipe out the entire Long Family with just the lift of a finger.

"Since you’re here, stay and hold things down for me. I’m going back for a bit."

"Brother Long, you have to be extremely careful."

"I’ll be fine."

Before leaving, Long Ao summoned the two Semi-Saints, Dugu Bai and Long Potian, and got straight to the point. "Something has come up with the family, and I need to rush back immediately. I’m leaving the City of Sin in your hands."

Seeing their Sect Leader looking so grave, the four of them knew that something major must have happened to the Long Family.

Dugu Bai asked worriedly, "Sect Leader, what exactly happened?"

"Yes, why don’t we go back with you?"

Waving his hand, Long Ao said, "It’s nothing, I can handle it myself. You just need to manage the City of Sin for me."

The four of them knew their Sect Leader’s personality well. Once he made a decision, it was nearly impossible to change his mind.

"Remember this: no matter what the Imperial City does, just say that I’m not here and that they should wait for my return to handle things. As for the Netherworld Mansion, Piaomiao Palace, and the Third Level Long Family, if they attack, just defend. Do not go on the offensive."

"Sect Leader, we understand what to do."

Long Ao had complete trust in the four of them. Without another word, he immediately got up and left the City of Sin.

On the surface, Long Ao didn’t seem anxious, but inwardly, he was extremely impatient. Just as Kuang Ao had said, the expert on Long Ao Peak was a Divine Dao Martial Artist. They could annihilate his entire family with just the lift of a finger.

That was why Long Ao was so desperate to return to his family. He had to figure out what was going on. Why would a Divine Dao Martial Artist suddenly appear on Long Ao Peak, and one capable of devouring the Divine Spirit of a Celestial Divine Martial Artist at that?

If he hadn’t heard it from Kuang Ao himself, Long Ao would never have believed it.

He had just left the City of Sin and was passing through a desolate stretch of land on his way to the Teleportation Array when his expression suddenly turned cold. Two figures had appeared up ahead—none other than Liu Boming and Feng Wuyi of Piaomiao Palace.

"Gentlemen, what a coincidence. Fancy meeting you two here."

Long Ao was extremely wary of Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming. After all, both of them were Saints—supreme beings who stood above Semi-Saints.

Long Ao knew perfectly well that if he were facing two Semi-Saints, he might find an opening if they were careless. But against two Saints, he had virtually no chance of winning. Such was the gap between a Semi-Saint and a Saint—a world of difference.

Feng Wuyi snorted. "Long Ao," he said coldly, "you wreaked havoc in Piaomiao Palace. It’s time to settle that score."

Long Ao instantly understood their intentions. ’Looks like they couldn’t wait any longer. Or maybe they’re just scared. For shameless creatures like them, the one-year agreement was just a useless decoration.’

Long Ao was filled with utter contempt for them.

"Long Ao, out of respect for our one-year agreement, we can give you a chance. Ten moves. Pick one of us. As long as you can withstand ten of our moves, we will let you leave, and the one-year agreement will remain in effect. How about it?"

Ten moves.

It sounded simple, but it was fraught with peril. The slightest mistake would mean being killed by the two Saints.

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming’s intentions were simple. Attacking him outright would be shameless. But since they felt they had to be shameless, they might as well find an excuse. Forget what others thought—this way, they could at least justify it to themselves.

Long Ao gave a contemptuous laugh. He had met shameless people before, but he had never seen anyone so utterly and completely shameless. They had taken it to a whole new level.

"Feng Wuyi, Liu Boming, and you call yourselves venerable Saints, acting so shamelessly. Fine. I’ll take ten moves from either one of you. But let me make one thing clear: if I survive these ten moves, I will spend the next year assassinating members of Piaomiao Palace. I don’t care who they are."

At these words, Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming’s expressions turned ice-cold, their faces becoming as ugly as could be.

Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming were no fools. With Long Ao’s power, if he truly began a campaign of assassination, their Sect would face a disaster. It was just as the saying goes: someone with nothing to lose has no fear of those who have everything to lose.

"Long Ao, you should know that you have the Dragon Sect and the Long Family behind you. If we were to start assassinating people..."

Feng Wuyi didn’t finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear: *You assassinate disciples of Piaomiao Palace, and we’ll assassinate disciples of the Dragon Sect and members of the Long Family. We’ll see who’s more afraid.*

But Long Ao was genuinely unafraid. He said nonchalantly, "In that case, let’s begin. I hope you’re truly not afraid. When the time comes, we can have a contest. We’ll see who can kill more people. How does that sound?"

’Fuck, he’s a complete lunatic.’

Both Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming cursed him viciously in their hearts. They didn’t dare to take the gamble, nor could they afford to. If their luck was bad and this man escaped, the consequences would be unthinkable.

’But things have already come to this. If we back down now, won’t we become a laughingstock to the entire world?’

The two Saints ambushing Long Ao was supposed to be a top-secret matter. Because of the one-year agreement between Long Ao and Piaomiao Palace, this ambush was already a shameless act in itself.

"Long Ao, what do you want?"

"Hahaha! What do *I* want?"

As if he had just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, Long Ao threw his head back and roared with laughter. His voice was filled with contempt and mockery, and the expressions on Feng Wuyi and Liu Boming’s faces grew even colder.

"You ambush me in the middle of the road, and you have the nerve to ask what *I* want? I should be asking you what *you* want! You’ve already broken our one-year agreement, which was shameless enough. I just didn’t think you could possibly sink any lower."