War God Long Ao

With the Ghost King and Ao Xue present, Zhang Zhihang ultimately left.

Zhang Zhihang was no fool. He knew perfectly well that as long as the Ghost King and Ao Xue were here, it would be nearly impossible for him to kill Long Ao.

The Ghost King's power was unfathomable.

"Ao Xue, I'll give you three hours. Come find me later."

"Thank you, Father."

Watching the Ghost King gradually disappear into the distance, Long Ao suddenly asked, "Ao Xue, are you really going to marry that man in three months?"

She nodded, then shook her head. "Years ago, before my father became the Sect Leader of the Ghost King Sect, he was severely wounded by a powerful enemy. The Sect Leader of the Golden Sun Sect saved his life. It was then that my father arranged this marriage agreement with them. I never consented to any of it."

"My father doesn't want to go through with it now, either."

So that's how it was.

Long Ao was not an unreasonable person. When it came down to it, the matter had absolutely nothing to do with Ao Xue.

"Long Ao, we're not right for each other. You should just forget about me."

Hearing this, Long Ao's body suddenly trembled.

"I'm sure you've sensed it. Zhang Zhihang's Cultivation has reached the Emperor Realm, and he's even ranked third on the Wind and Cloud Ranking. With your strength, you're no match for him at all. So, you should just let me go."

"Ao Xue, I just said it. You are my woman. No matter who it is, no one can snatch you away from me."

Ao Xue fought back her tears, her expression suddenly turning icy. "Long Ao, who do you think you are? Don't think you can possess me just because you took my body. I'll tell you right now: I have never liked you."

Without giving Long Ao any chance to speak, Ao Xue continued, "The gap between our statuses is too great. So please, let me go."

"Ao Xue."

"Long Ao, this is the last time we'll see each other. In three months, I will marry Zhang Zhihang. Goodbye."

Giving Long Ao no chance to reply, Ao Xue turned and quickly left. Long Ao didn't see that the moment she turned, tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

Watching her receding figure, Long Ao didn't call out to her. His fists clenched tightly as he muttered to himself with a determined voice, 'You will always be my woman. In three months, I will resolve everything.'

「In a pavilion not far from Nebula City.」

"SOB, SOB..."

Gently patting Ao Xue's shoulder, the Ghost King let out a deep sigh. "Ao Xue, if this isn't what you want, I will support you."

Shaking her head and fighting back her tears, Ao Xue said, "The Golden Sun Sect's power has already surpassed our Ghost King Sect. For so many years, they've been watching us covetously. If we go back on our word now, I'm certain the Golden Sun Sect won't let this matter rest."

"Ao Xue."

"Father, I've already decided. In three months, I will marry Zhang Zhihang. But I have one condition: the wedding must take place at the Ghost King Sect, not the Golden Sun Sect."

Sighing deeply, Ao Tian knew exactly what his daughter meant. Ao Xue was doing all of this for the Sect. After all, the Golden Sun Sect's power and foundation were undeniable. Never mind the Ghost King Sect; even the Thunder Sect or the Flame Sect couldn't stand against them.

Gazing into the endless void, Ao Xue's voice was one only she could hear.

'Long Ao, in three months, I will marry Zhang Zhihang for the sake of the Sect. But I, Ao Xue, will always be your woman, no matter what. So I will use my death to tell the world that I am your woman, Long Ao's woman.'

Long Ao returned to Nebula City and spent a sleepless night, his mind completely filled with thoughts of Ao Xue.

「Three months.」

He only had three months. In other words, in three months' time, no matter what level his Cultivation reached, he had to go to the Golden Sun Sect and stop the wedding between Ao Xue and Zhang Zhihang.

It all came back to one thing: Ao Xue was his woman.

The reason Long Ao hadn't tried to keep Ao Xue from leaving or said anything more was because, in his eyes, actions spoke louder than words.

His soul immediately connected with the Dragon Seal. In the blink of an eye, his soul had entered the Dragon Seal Space.

Seeing Long Fu, Long Ao got straight to the point. "Long Fu, you already know about the Nine Needle God-Sealing I practice. I want to ask, is there a way for me to instantly boost my strength?"

Long Ao knew very well that in three months, even if his Cultivation broke through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm and he used the Nine Needle God-Sealing, the instantly boosted strength would still be no match for Zhang Zhihang.

The Five Transformations, from lowest to highest, were divided into the Thunder Tribulation Realm, the Transformation Realm, the Human King Realm, the Earth Emperor Realm, and the Taoist Ancestor Realm.

The Earth Emperor Realm... one could only imagine how formidable Zhang Zhihang's strength truly was.

Long Ao knew even more clearly that unless his Cultivation could break through to the Peak of Human King and he used the Nine Needle God-Sealing, only then might he have a chance to defeat an Earth Emperor Martial Artist.

Long Fu thought for a moment and said, "Master, there are indeed Martial Arts that can instantly boost one's strength, but I cannot give them to you."

"Why is that?"

Long Ao was very puzzled and seemed a bit desperate. After all, this was his only chance.

"Master, Cultivation and one's own inherent strength are the proper path. Techniques like the Nine Needle God-Sealing you practice, and the Martial Arts available in the Dragon Seal Space, are all unorthodox methods. No matter the situation, I hope Master will refrain from using such Martial Arts."

Long Fu continued, "Master, the last time you used the Nine Needle God-Sealing, you were incredibly lucky not to suffer a backlash. Therefore, Master, you should not continue to use the Nine Needle God-Sealing in the future."

Long Ao didn't press the matter. He knew that Long Fu had no emotions to speak of. Once it decided not to hand over a Martial Art, nothing he could do would change its mind.

'Am I really not going to use the Nine Needle God-Sealing?'

Long Ao knew that in three months, no matter what happened, he had to stop the wedding. The Nine Needle God-Sealing was his only chance.

"Master, I know what you are thinking. If you want to use the Nine Needle God-Sealing, you must minimize the backlash."

Hearing Long Fu's words, Long Ao was instantly overjoyed. He wasn't an idiot; of course he understood the meaning behind Long Fu's words. He immediately asked impatiently, "Long Fu, is there a way to minimize the backlash from the Nine Needle God-Sealing?"

Long Ao was well aware of how terrifying the backlash from the Nine Needle God-Sealing could be. The last time he used it against the Liuyun Sect, he avoided the backlash for a variety of reasons. But Long Ao knew even better that luck wouldn't always be on his side. If he was unlucky and suffered the backlash, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Because of this, Long Ao knew that if he could minimize the backlash, his chances would be much greater.

"Master, I can only minimize the backlash from the Nine Needle God-Sealing, but it will still be very dangerous."