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Published: March 8, 2025
“The Ao Family may not be very prominent, but they are certainly talented individuals. No matter how foolish they are, there must be a reason for their actions. They wouldn’t have attacked the brothers of Chu King of Hell at this moment, nor would they target the Xie Clan; it’s simply putting the cart before the horse! After all, the enemies of the Ao Family are us, not those people! What role do you play in this?”
Young Dark Demon asked calmly.
“Dealing with them is actually quite simple,” Tian Buhui snorted. “Their weakness is too obvious: they are driven by greed. Once caught, it’s easy to exploit! The key point is that Ao Xieyun is not dead. This is very important. This is their true weak point!”
“I see,” Young Dark Demon’s eyes brightened.
“So, for them, the ones who saved Ao Xieyun, Chu King of Hell and the Xie Clan, are their greatest enemies! They harbored a deep-seated hatred for them! While we have ambushed Ao Xieyun and are enemies of the Ao Family, to these people, we have instead become their accomplices!”
“Of course, there are other reasons and methods.”
“But you don’t need to know about those things,” Tian Buhui said.
“What was the outcome of their battle?” Young Dark Demon asked sharply. “Why seal off the information?”
Tian Buhui was silent for a moment before replying, “The Xie Clan is already half-destroyed. As for the other news… or the final news, it hasn’t arrived yet. However, Dong Wushang and Gu Duxing have already set off urgently for rescue! Though they may not catch up in time.”
Tian Buhui revealed a mocking smile. “In fact, I’d rather they catch up. That way, it might save us some trouble!”
Young Dark Demon fell silent for a long time before slowly saying, “Dong Wushang… will not die.”
“Because he is your opponent?” Tian Buhui laughed. “I didn’t expect the once stealthy assassin, Dark Demon, to have such a chivalrous demeanor!”
“Too bad you don’t have it,” Young Dark Demon replied coldly. “Otherwise, I might have regarded you a little more highly.”
“Before it’s certain whether I can survive or not, I won’t care about any chivalrous demeanor or martial artist elegance! Elegance and grace are like history books; they only belong to the victors. Once I win and reach the peak, I will naturally show you that my Tian Buhui’s elegance and grace are equally unattainable!”
Tian Buhui changed the subject, clearly wanting to end the unpleasant conversation quickly. He coldly said, “Since you have decided to deal with Dong Wushang, then be prepared. I don’t want to have to visit your grave when I come to find you for a final battle!”
“As long as you can survive under Chu King of Hell’s hands, you won’t be disappointed! Because you’ll still have a chance to die at my hands,” Young Dark Demon retorted, refusing to back down.
Tian Buhui snorted in anger. “This is utterly unreasonable! Just wait until you kill Dong Wushang.” With a whoosh, he dashed off into the woods.
Young Dark Demon coldly watched Tian Buhui leave. In his black gemstone-like pupils flickered a complex light. After a long while, he murmured, “I kill Dong Wushang? Why would I want to kill Dong Wushang?”
He let out a sigh, speaking to himself softly, “How could I kill Dong Wushang… sigh…”
Then he stood there alone, gazing at the starry sky, unmoving for a long time; yet his eyes changed with a myriad of colors in an instant.
After a long time, he sighed again, “This time, the Shi Family has dispatched a large number of people to aid the Tu Family. Has their relationship reached this extent? If so, why is the Tu Family still in Zhong San Tian? If the Shi Family has ulterior motives, then what are they plotting?”
“What should I do…?”
All night, he stood there, his mind in disarray, the soft sound of his sighing never ceasing.
……
That morning, a large group rounded a mountain bend, and Chu Yang and the others were suddenly stunned.
Ahead, about a hundred meters away, a group of five or six hundred people stood quietly, emitting no sound at all, without a trace of momentum leaking out.