War God Long Ao

It was too late for Long Ao to stop it.

His expression turned ugly. He hadn't even had the chance to ask who this person was or why they had impersonated Ao Xue.

"Long Ao, I killed this person. Are you blaming me for it?"

Things had already reached this point. Even if Long Ao wanted to blame him, he couldn't. He nodded and said, "No."

Xia Fang smiled. "Long Ao, don't worry. When Zhang Mo comes looking for trouble, Brother Ao and I will testify for you. The Blood Sea Sect is truly shameless to try and frame you like this."

"Thank you."

For some reason, Long Ao felt a lingering sense of unease. He got up, saw the two of them out, and went straight to his room to rest.

The Long Family of today was a far cry from what it once was. As the Sect Leaders of two sects, Xia Fang and Ao Tian were naturally given the most luxurious rooms to rest in, lest they be slighted in any way.

Inside the room.

"Brother Ao, you were a bit too reckless just now. Do you think Long Ao has grown suspicious?"

Waving his hand dismissively, Ao Tian said with great confidence, "He won't. You saw it yourself. Long Ao seemed a bit dazed. If we act now, I believe our chances of success are very high."

"Brother Ao, you need to think this through. Once we make our move, if the two Treasures aren't on Long Ao's person, finding them again will be far from easy."

Xia Fang was no fool. If he were in Long Ao's shoes, he certainly wouldn't carry the Treasures with him. This meant they only had one chance. The thought of the two Treasures in the other's possession made Xia Fang's heart itch with greed.

As for who leaked the information, the answer was simple: Du Hexuan.

Guan Feng's plan was straightforward. Leak the news that Long Ao possessed Treasures, and many people would surely try to snatch them. When two tigers fight, one is bound to be injured. The Blood Sea Sect could then step in to clean up the mess. Wouldn't that be perfect?

It had to be admitted, Guan Feng's scheme was quite clever.

To ensure nothing went wrong, the Ghost King ultimately chose to lay low for the time being.

The Long Family's rear courtyard—the so-called Forbidden Land.

"Brother Qilin, many experts will be gathering at the Long Family estate soon. If anything unexpected happens, I hope you can intervene. Anyone with ill intentions toward the Long Family, kill them on sight. Don't worry about sparing my feelings."

"Alright, I know. Now hurry up and leave."

The Fire Qilin sounded impatient. It was in the middle of recovering its strength and didn't want to be disturbed at all. It was a good thing the intruder was Long Ao. Anyone else would have already been turned into a corpse.

With the Fire Qilin guarding the family, Long Ao wasn't worried about their safety. After all, the Fire Qilin's power was undeniable.

In truth, Long Ao's biggest worry was the Void Martial Artist who had framed him. 'Will he show up this time?' After all, a Void Martial Artist's strength was immense. 'What if the Fire Qilin can't fight him?'

As dusk fell, Zhang Mo's figure indeed appeared in Red Fire Town. The moment Zhang Mo stepped into town, Long Ao received the news. The only thing that made him curious was that Zhang Mo had come alone this time, without any disciples from his Sect.

'What is Zhang Mo up to?'

Outside the Long Family's gates.

"Long Ao! A life for a life, a debt for a debt! You killed my son, so you will pay with your life! I'll give you one chance now: kill yourself."

Zhang Mo didn't waste any words, getting straight to the point with fury. With his only son dead, Zhang Mo had been suppressing his rage. For the past few days, he had been negotiating with his Sect to mobilize their full strength and annihilate Red Fire Town.

But the final outcome of the negotiations was that the Sect's leadership wanted to deal with the Kyushu Wind and Cloud Battle first and handle Red Fire Town later. Zhang Mo, however, couldn't even wait a few more days.

"Brother Zhang, why be so angry?"

Seeing Xia Fang and the Ghost King walk out of the Long Family estate, Zhang Mo's expression instantly turned cold, becoming incredibly grim.

"Xia Fang! Ao Tian! This is a grudge between me and Long Ao. Are you planning to interfere?"

The Six Great Sects, despite their constant open and hidden struggles, had never truly torn away all pretenses of civility. This was because the Six Great Sects all knew very well that if they truly fought, it would only result in mutual destruction with no benefits for anyone.

But the situation now was completely different. The hatred for his son's murder was irreconcilable. Zhang Mo was making it clear that he had to have his revenge. But with Xia Fang and Ao Tian appearing at the Long Family estate at this moment, even a ghost could guess their intentions.

Because of this, Zhang Mo still didn't choose to back down, his body emanating waves of Killing Intent.

"Brother Zhang, calm down. There's actually a misunderstanding between you two. Why don't we sit down and talk it over?"

"There's nothing to talk about! Long Ao, the hatred for my son's murder is irreconcilable! I will kill you today!"

"Brother Zhang, Zhang Zhihang was not killed by Long Ao."

Just as he was about to strike, Zhang Mo froze upon hearing Xia Fang's words. He seemed curious and shot back, "If it wasn't Long Ao, then who was it?"

"The Blood Sea Sect."

"Impossible. The Blood Sea Sect would not have killed my son."

"Brother Zhang, Brother Ao and I will stake our honor on it. This was indeed the work of the Blood Sea Sect. The reason is simple: the Blood Sea Sect merely wanted to frame him, making the Golden Sun Sect and Long Ao kill each other so they could reap the benefits."

Zhang Mo was no fool; of course, he could discern the potential truth in those words. 'Could it really have been the Blood Sea Sect?'

"Brother Ao, Brother Xia, I'll ask you one last time. Was my son really killed by the Blood Sea Sect?"

"That's right."

"It's the absolute truth."

If only one person had said so, Zhang Mo might still have been suspicious. But now that both Ao Tian and Xia Fang were saying it, even if he didn't want to believe it, he ultimately chose to.

Without another word, Zhang Mo turned to leave. Halfway, he stopped and said, "Long Ao, even though you didn't kill my son, you were the one who injured him. The Kyushu Wind and Cloud Battle is about to begin. I'll give you time. After the Kyushu Wind and Cloud Battle is over, I will fight you to the death to completely settle the grudge between us."

Watching the gradually disappearing figure, Ao Tian and Xia Fang also chose not to stay. What was supposed to be a major storm had ended so anticlimactically. 'Was this a good thing or a bad thing?'

Long Ao couldn't say for sure. He just felt that something about this whole affair was off. However, the Kyushu Wind and Cloud Ranking was about to begin. Everything else would have to wait until after he dealt with that.

"Brother Ao, why didn't we make a move?"

"Zhang Mo already believes the Blood Sea Sect killed his son. If nothing unexpected happens, the Blood Sea Sect and the Golden Sun Sect will go to war after the Kyushu Wind and Cloud Battle. As for Long Ao... I can never quite see through that boy. When he leaves to participate in the Kyushu Wind and Cloud Battle, we'll take control of the Long Family. I refuse to believe he'll still be so tough then."

Xia Fang nodded in agreement with Ao Tian's idea. It had to be admitted that for the two of them, the Sect Leaders of the Thunder Sect and the Ghost King Sect, to act this way was indeed shameless to the extreme.