Chapter 551: Scram

Chapter 551: Chapter 551: Scram

"Long Heng, you dare to play dirty with me?"

Shaking their heads, Long Ao and Long Heng looked on with utter contempt.

However, at that moment, Long Fan suddenly attacked, giving Long Heng no chance to react. If the blow landed, it would kill him or leave him crippled.

Long Heng never imagined that Long Fan would actually try to kill him.

A Venerable. At the end of the day, Long Heng was only a Venerable. He couldn’t possibly win a direct confrontation with Long Fan, let alone survive a sneak attack.

But to everyone’s astonishment, Long Fan’s sneak attack came quickly, but was over even quicker. A pained scream rang out as Long Fan’s body slammed hard onto the ground with a loud THUD.

"You."

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Before Long Ling could get a word out, his vision blurred. The sound of slapping echoed continuously. In just a few short seconds, Long Ling was beaten so badly his own mother wouldn’t recognize him.

The one who had just attacked was none other than Long Ao.

It was no joke. Long Ao was a genuine Semi-Saint Martial Artist. Before him, both Venerables and Supreme Venerables were nothing but a joke, even with his current, grievous injuries.

"Long Ao, you dare hit me?"

Forcing himself to his feet, Long Fan swayed unsteadily. It was only then that he finally understood. The other man was a Supreme Venerable Martial Artist—a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

The thought that he had nearly died at the man’s hands made Long Fan clench his fists so tightly he wished he could rush over and tear him limb from limb.

In the end, however, Long Fan restrained himself. He knew with perfect clarity that his opponent’s strength far surpassed his own. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so thoroughly and confusingly beaten just now.

"Long Heng, from this day forward, the bond between us as brothers is severed. If you dare cause trouble again, don’t blame me for being merciless and unforgiving."

"Hahaha! Good, good. So this is the real Long Heng. Don’t think you can run rampant just because you found some useless master. I’ll make you pay for this soon enough."

"Let’s go."

Long Ling had it the worst. Having been beaten twice, he was a barely recognizable mess. He was lucky Long Ao and Long Heng had shown mercy; otherwise, his face wouldn’t just be swollen like a pig’s head.

After the two of them left, Long Heng said eagerly, "Master, I never imagined your strength was so terrifying."

Long Heng wasn’t an idiot. ’Master is still seriously injured,’ he thought. ’Even so, he just defeated Long Fan without anyone even realizing what happened. Doesn’t that mean Master has already broken through the Supreme Venerable realm and reached the Great Venerable Realm?’

The Void Realm was divided into eight sub-realms. In ascending order of strength, they were: the Hundred Tribulations Realm, the Venerable Realm, the Supreme Venerable Realm, the Earth Venerable Realm, the Celestial Venerable Realm, the Great Venerable Realm, the Realm King Realm, and the Realm Emperor Realm.

Above the Supreme Venerable Realm was the Earth Venerable Realm.

’Could Master be an Earth Venerable Martial Artist?’

’Or maybe Master is a Celestial Venerable Martial Artist, or even a Great Venerable Martial Artist.’

Long Heng didn’t even dare to imagine that his master might be a Realm King or a Realm Emperor. After all, the strongest expert in the entire Long Family was only a Realm Emperor Martial Artist.

If Long Ao were to tell Long Heng that he was a Semi-Saint Martial Artist, Long Heng would probably be scared witless.

"Long Heng, I am about to tell you something. Whether you think you can do it or not, you must."

Seeing his master’s grave expression, Long Heng nodded.

"Your personality is too indecisive, and it has a great impact on your Cultivation. If you continue like this, you will never be able to attain the Divine Dao in your lifetime."

"The Divine Dao!"

Hearing his master’s words, Long Heng cried out in shock. As if realizing something, he immediately asked, "Master, could it be that you are a Divine Dao Martial Artist?"

"Get outta here."

Sticking his tongue out, Long Heng recalled the legends of Divine Dao Martial Artists. They were the ones who truly stood at the Martial Arts Peak, the pinnacle between Heaven and Earth. The Divine Dao was undoubtedly the realm every Martial Artist dreamed of reaching.

From the very beginning, Long Heng had never even considered breaking through to the Divine Dao Realm. His ambition was simple: reaching the Void Saint Realm would be enough.

But people are ambitious by nature, especially when it comes to a Martial Artist’s ambition for Martial Arts. Everyone wants to reach a higher level. Long Ao was no exception, and neither was Long Heng.

"Master, will I really have a chance to reach the Divine Dao Realm in the future?"

"Yes. You possess the one-in-ten-thousand Thunder Constitution. As long as you change your ways, the Divine Dao Realm is not just a dream."

To say he wasn’t excited would be a lie.

The mere thought of the Divine Dao Realm made the blood in Long Heng’s veins boil. This was the most basic instinct of a Martial Artist in pursuit of the Martial Arts Peak.

"Master, don’t worry. I will definitely change."

As if remembering something, a worried look filled Long Heng’s face. "Master, you just beat up Long Fan. If I’m not mistaken, he’ll be back with reinforcements soon."

Waving his hand dismissively, Long Ao couldn’t be bothered with the matter. "Come with me," he said.

Long Heng felt helpless. But recalling his master’s terrifying strength, he could only follow quietly as they left the Long Family estate and headed for the Yun City market.

As the only major city on Cloud Island, Yun City was extremely prosperous.

"Master, we’ve bought almost all the medicinal ingredients you were looking for. What should we do next?"

Long Heng was eager to begin. He genuinely loved the Alchemy Dao. If he could become a powerful Emperor Level Alchemist in his lifetime, he could die without any regrets.

"There’s no rush for Alchemy. Later, I will put all my effort into helping you fully awaken your Thunder Constitution. If all goes well, your Cultivation speed will increase by more than threefold."

Hearing his master’s words, Long Heng gulped. ’That’s insane!’

Long Heng knew exactly what a threefold increase in his Cultivation speed meant. ’Back then, my speed was already enough to look down on everyone on Cloud Island. If it triples again, won’t I be able to look down on every island in the entire Outer Sea?’

He was thrilled just thinking about it, but a part of him remained skeptical. After all, Long Heng didn’t really know Long Ao very well.

Long Ao paid no mind to Long Heng’s doubts. Action and time would prove everything.

"Well, well, if it isn’t the Long Family’s great genius, Long Heng? I was wondering why my right eye was twitching all day—turns out I was about to run into someone important! Great genius Long Heng, wait up! Wait for me!"

"Master, let’s go," Long Heng said, his face full of disgust. But by then, Wang Yifei had already caught up and blocked their path.

"I say, great genius Long Heng, when did you go mute? What a tragedy! To think you were once the number one genius of Cloud Island... how did you fall so low? It’s pathetic. How about this? Follow me from now on, and I guarantee you’ll live well. How about it?"

Mockery filled Wang Yifei’s eyes. With a piece of straw dangling from his mouth, he had the most punchable face imaginable.