“Let’s go,”
Su Zimo nodded to Beiming Xue and turned to leave the Ximen villa.
The cultivators dispersed far away and opened up a path, as though they were hiding from something.
In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo and Beiming Xue disappeared from everyone’s line of sight.
The entire time, no one from the Ximen and Dongfang aristocratic families stood out to stop him.
Even Elder Qiu who was at the Conjoint Body realm merely stood in midair with a terrible expression and remained silent!
If anyone focused their gaze, they would notice that Elder Qiu’s hands behind his back were trembling slightly!
A long time after Su Zimo left, Elder Qiu finally heaved a sigh of relief.
A breeze blew past and unknowingly, his back was drenched in cold sweat!
Merely eight minutes passed from the moment Su Zimo said those words until his departure.
However, to Elder Qiu, it was as though a hundred years had passed!
It was as though he had just passed through the gates of hell and was half a step in!
“Thankfully, thankfully…”
Elder Qiu panted slightly with a pale expression as he lamented internally, “To think that it’s Dao Lord Desolate Martial. Who would have thought? Who would have thought?! I-I can’t be blamed…”
“No, this won’t do!”
He gulped and thought to himself, “Desolate Martial’s descent into the South Region is a huge matter! I have to report this to the family master, elders and Grand Elders before making a decision!”
At that thought, Elder Qiu transformed into a streak of light in a flash and sped into the distance, disappearing before everyone’s eyes.
Nangong Ling and the other two heaved a sigh of relief as well.
Nangong Ling arrived before the Beiming clansmen and said in a deep voice, “All of you should leave as well. This matter is extremely important and there might be unforeseen circumstances if you guys stay here.”
“Y-Y-Yes!”
The Beiming clan leader nodded hurriedly.
Beiming Ao mustered his courage and whispered, “Senior Nangong, was the reason why you protected us previously… because of Senior Desolate Martial?”
Nangong Ling nodded and did not hide anything. “Desolate Martial is our Granduncle-Master. Your sister is my Aunt-Master.”
“Ah!”
Beiming Ao’s mouth was agape and he was momentarily stunned, unable to figure out what was going on.
After all, too many things had happened today!
Even Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords who had lived for thousands of years were shocked one after another, let alone a teenager like him.
Nangong Ling continued, “The two perfect-grade spirit weapons you used were gifts from us to our Aunt-Master.”
“No wonder, no wonder…”
Beiming Ao murmured softly and many questions in his mind were gradually resolved.
He finally understood why his sister possessed perfect-grade spirit weapons.
He finally understood why his sister could cultivate the Martial Dao to such an extent in three years and undergo a complete transformation!
That was because the frail man who had been recuperating in their family all these years was the legendary notorious Dao Lord Desolate Martial!
The Martial Dao was established by Desolate Martial!
Who else could understand the Martial Dao better than Dao Lord Desolate Martial?
At that moment, Beiming Ao’s prejudice against Su Zimo had vanished completely, leaving only endless admiration in his heart.
He had never seen such a scene before.
A single Dao title was enough to render all the cultivators of the massive Ximen villa speechless!
Even a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure who was almost at the peak of the cultivation world did not dare to say anything when he heard that Dao title, let alone Nascent Souls or Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords!
Against Desolate Martial, even Conjoint Body Mighty Figures had to keep mum out of fear lest they angered him and attracted death!
The might of a Dao title could reach such a level!
“Senior Nangong,”
Beiming Ao’s heart skipped a beat as he thought of an opportunity for the Beiming aristocratic family. He could not help but ask, “Since my sister is your Aunt-Master, will the Nangong aristocratic family stand on her side this time round and help our Beiming clan?”
Nangong Ling sighed gently and did not say anything.
That was also the reason why he was in a difficult position.
He could stand on the side of his Granduncle-Master and Beiming Xue, but he might not be able to persuade his family clan to agree to this choice.
If the Nangong aristocratic family was embroiled in a feud with Granduncle-Master, he would be in an awkward situation.
“I’ve got to hurry back as well and report this matter to the family master,”
Nangong Ling said before leaving with Liu Hanyan and Ru Xuan.
Everyone from the Nangong aristocratic family left the Ximen villa one after another.
“Why are you in such a hurry?”
In midair, Ru Xuan could not help but ask.
Nangong Ling said in a deep voice, “The descent of Granduncle-Master is an important matter to begin with and has to be reported to the family clan. Furthermore, the news of his injuries can’t be hidden for sure!”
Liu Hanyan nodded as well. “Elder Qiu of the Ximen aristocratic family was merely frightened by Granduncle-Master’s Dao title and lost his ability to judge rationally.”
“If he reports the matter of the villa as it is, the family masters and elders of the Ximen aristocratic family will definitely be able to tell that something is amiss.”
Ru Xuan looked anxious. “Doesn’t that mean that Granduncle-Master is in danger?”
“It’s highly possible,”
Liu Hanyan said, “If the Ximen and Dongfang aristocratic families join forces and want to lead their Conjoint Body experts to kill Granduncle-Master while his Essence Spirit is injured, he’ll most likely be doomed.”
“If a Half-Martial Ancestor were to attack, it would be even more difficult for Granduncle-Master to escape!”
Nangong Ling sighed with a worried expression as well.
“Even a Half-Martial Ancestor will attack?”
Ru Xuan was alarmed and asked instinctively.
Under normal circumstances, most people who cultivated to the Half-Martial Ancestor realm would enter seclusion cultivation in their sects in hopes of entering the Ancestor realm. They rarely appeared.
Nangong Ling said, “This matter is extraordinary. After all, Granduncle-Master is involved. There’s a high chance that Half-Martial Ancestor experts will be alerted.”
“What should we do?”
Ru Xuan was anxious. “Should we send a message back to the Middle Continent right away and ask Grandmaster Extreme Fire to step in?”
“It’s too late,”
Nangong Ling shook his head. “The South Region is millions of kilometers away from the Middle Continent. Even after he receives the message, grandmaster will have to rush over. How many days will pass by then?”
“Furthermore, even if grandmaster comes, he’ll be alone. He’s only just entered the mid-stage Conjoint Body realm. How many people can he defend against?”
“The Nangong aristocratic family is probably the only one who can save Granduncle-Master,”
Liu Hanyan analyzed calmly.
Ru Xuan nodded hurriedly as well. “If the Nangong family is on Granduncle-Master’s side, the Dongfang and Ximen aristocratic families might not be able to hurt him even if they join forces.”
“It’s hard to tell,”
Nangong Ling sighed. “The three aristocratic families have always been on good terms and are on the same side. It’s not realistic for the Nangong aristocratic family to help an outsider.”
“Furthermore, Granduncle-Master’s identity is unique and he’s not accepted by the immortal, Buddhist and fiend Daos while being hunted by the primordial races. Given the pros and cons, it’s unlikely that our Nangong family will take his side.”
After pausing for a moment, Nangong Ling took a deep breath. “No matter what, I have to return and give it a shot. Whether or not it succeeds depends on fate. I hope that the heavens will bless Granduncle-Master and resolve this crisis.”
