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n869 Xiaobao and the Saint King

n“Master, we’ve searched through Second Young Master’s businesses in the Nether Capital, but we didn’t find any traces of him!”

nIn the Sikong family’s study, a trusted guard reported the results of the search to Master Sikong for two hours.

nMaster Sikong had a solemn expression. His eldest son, Sikong Changfeng, was in the study with him.

nSikong Changfeng had always been an air-like existence in the Sikong family. No one cared about his life, and he did not interfere with the Sikong family’s common affairs. However, this time, in the face of a great enemy, no one from the Sikong family could be willful.

nMaster Sikong glanced at his eldest son and asked the guard, “What about those brothels? Have you searched them all?”

nThe guard cupped his hands and said, “We’ve searched everything. We didn’t let go of a single place that Second Young Master frequents or might go.”

n“What about the Sang Manor?” Sikong Changfeng asked.

nMaster Sikong frowned and looked coldly at the guard, as if he was waiting for his answer. The guard said, “Without the Master’s orders, I don’t dare to rashly search the Sang family.”

n“Then it seems to be in the Sang Manor,” Sikong Changfeng said.

nMaster Sikong’s expression became even more solemn.

nSikong Changfeng took in his father’s expression and said indifferently, “Second Brother is after all the grandson of Master Sang and has Matriarch Sang protecting him. I don’t think anything will happen to him for the time being.”

nAs for the fall out between the two families in the future, that was a different matter. Perhaps Sikong Yun would become a bargaining chip for the Sang family to restrain the Sikong family, but there was a prerequisite for that. That was that the Sang family could not defeat the Sikong family.

nFrom the looks of it, this possibility was not high. The Sang family first had the Yin Gu and then a seventh-stage Asura King. Their strength was no longer inferior to the Sikong family. The only person in the Sikong family who could defeat them was the Ancestor. Unfortunately, the Ancestor was in seclusion. Whether he could break through was another matter.

n“If I were the Sang family, I probably wouldn’t give the ancestor a chance to break through,” Sikong Changfeng said thoughtfully.

nMaster Sikong did not say anything because he agreed with his eldest son. He had been in this position for so many years and knew the importance of timing better than anyone. As the saying goes, the opportunity cannot be missed. Now was the best opportunity for the Sang family. The Sang family’s ambition had already been exposed, so it was useless to lower themselves. It was better to take advantage of the ancestor’s seclusion and control the initiative in his hands.

nAs long as Ancestor Sikong was gone, the Sikong family would not have the ability to deal with them.

n“I knew that the Sang family was not simple, but I didn’t expect them to be so simple. I originally thought that they were the same as the Lan family and only wanted to be a top-notch noble…” Master Sikong paused and said self-deprecatingly, “Nurturing Yin Gu, refining the Asura King… In that case, I’m afraid they want to replace the Sikong family and become the new generation of the Nether Capital’s royal family.”

nSikong Changfeng did not discuss the Sang family’s ambition. Instead, he said, “Father, we can’t hide the news of the ancestor going into seclusion for long. We should be prepared from now on.”

nMaster Sikong nodded. “Take all the experts of the Sikong family and go to the Chaoyang Hall of the Nether Mountain. You must protect the ancestor.”

nSikong Changfeng bowed expressionlessly and turned to leave.

nLooking at his eldest son’s departing figure, Master Sikong sighed sadly.

nMany experts suddenly came to the Nether Mountain, and the atmosphere in the Chaoyang Hall became tense.

nThe disciples who had gone to search the mountain had returned. When they found out that something had happened to the Chaoyang Hall, they were all on guard.

nYu Wan looked at the guards who had clearly increased by several times. She sighed softly and closed the window. She said to Yan Jiuchao, who was carving a wooden dagger for the little fellows, “You haven’t recovered your strength yet. No matter what happens later, don’t come out.”

nYan Jiuchao snorted.

nYu Wan thought for a while and turned to look at Yan Jiuchao. “Do you think… the Sang family will really come tonight?”

n“Come!”

nXiaobao’s crisp voice came from the courtyard. He was calling his two brothers.

nThe corners of Yu Wan’s mouth twitched as she said, “We have many experts too. We should… be able to defeat them, right?”

n“Can’t defeat him!”

nXiaobao’s voice came from the courtyard again. Er’bao and Dabao fought with Gu and asked Xiaobao if he could defeat it. Xiaobao decisively splashed a basin of cold water on Er’bao.

nYu Wan took a deep breath and continued to say to Yan Jiuchao, “If the situation isn’t right later, we’ll quickly escape.”

n“I can’t escape!” Xiaobao said seriously.

nYu Wan exploded and pushed open the window. “Yan Xiaobao! Who can’t escape?!”

nXiaobao looked at his mother in confusion and pointed at Er’bao’s Gu worm that had escaped at the last minute. “Gu, Gu worm…”

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nThe three little black eggs were tired from playing. Halfway through their shower, they tilted their heads and fell asleep. Yan Jiuchao wiped the little fellows’ bodies, put on their clothes, and carried them to the soft bed. Yu Wan had already laid out the blanket and patted the side of the bed. “You sleep too.”

nYan Jiuchao nodded and flicked his sleeve, intending to extinguish the lamp on the candlestick. When he moved his sleeve, he remembered that he had lost all his martial arts. His face darkened as he walked to the table and extinguished the candle.

nThe family rested.

nOutside the Chaoyang Hall, Sikong Changfeng put down his sword and sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes quietly. The night wind blew, and his white robe fluttered with the wind, rustling in the silent nether mountains.

nAfter an unknown period of time, his ears moved. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold glint flashed across his eyes. Then, he grabbed the long sword beside him, pulled it out, and slashed down the hidden weapon that flew over!

nHowever, it was only a slash.

nOne had to know that this sword was given to him by his grandfather when he was alive. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a family heirloom of the Sikong family. However, it could not break the Sang family’s weapons. The power of the Sang family’s weapons was obvious.

nThe collision of weapons kicked off tonight.

nSikong Changfeng rose into the air and stabbed at the assassin in the dark. The assassin nimbly blocked this strike with his red tassel spear.

nThe Red Tassel Spear specialized in restraining long swords. The Sang family had indeed come prepared. However, the number one handsome young expert in the Nether Capital did not rely on his words. Even though the assassin had an advantage in terms of weapons, he had lost his internal energy and moves. After more than ten moves, he lost his life to Sikong Changfeng’s sword.

nHowever, everything did not end there. The assassins were just throwing stones to ask for directions. The real assassination was only about to begin.

nA few incomparably powerful auras suddenly surged in the dark night. Sikong Changfeng’s eyes turned cold as he summoned the experts of the Sikong family.

nTwenty Asura Kings and fifty Asuras came out in full strength and surrounded the auras.

nEven if their realms were not as high as the experts of the Sang family, they had the advantage in numbers. No matter how one looked at it, it did not seem like they had no chance of winning. Unfortunately, no one expected that those auras were too domineering. Almost in an instant, they charged out and flew towards the Chaoyang Hall murderously!

nSikong Changfeng said seriously, “Stop them!”

nThe disciples of the Chaoyang Hall all took out their swords. The eldest disciple in the lead said, “Form the formation! Protect the ancestor!”

nThe cultivation realm of the disciples of the Chaoyang Hall was not high, but after setting up the array, they actually stopped the two Level Six Asura Kings! However, it did not stop them for long. The seventh-stage Asura King appeared. He almost broke the disciples’ array formation with overwhelming strength.

nThe disciples of the Chaoyang Hall vomited blood and fell to the ground.

nThe Level Seven Asura King flew towards the secret room. In no sooner said than done, a pressure from the Ten Thousand Gu King pressed over heavily. The seventh-stage Asura King shouted and released a huge internal energy to fiercely confront the Ten Thousand Gu King.

nThe two Level Six Asura Kings took the opportunity to fly into Sikong Ye’s courtyard. Sikong Changfeng and a few experts from the Sikong family chased after them and tried to kill them. However, the difference in levels was great. They used all their skills but could only stall one of them. The other Level Six Asura searched through the rooms.

nHe was originally going to kill the ancestor, but when he passed by a room, he suddenly felt an unusual aura. Not only did he feel it, but even the seventh-stage Asura King, who was confronting the Ten Thousand Gu King, also sensed it.

nIt was the aura of a Saint King.

nThere was a Saint King here!

nAll the Asura Kings of the Sang family’s blood boiled. The Saint King was a better offering than the Yin Gu. As long as they obtained the Saint King, they could refine the most powerful power in the Nether Capital. At that time, even Old Ancestor Sikong would not be a match for the Sang family!

nAs this thought flashed through his mind, the Level Six Asura King immediately changed his plan. He no longer assassinated Sikong Ye, but captured the Saint King!

nHe kicked open Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan’s room. There was a man, a woman, and three children lying in the room. He sensed the aura of a Saint King on the woman.

nWithout a word, the Level Six Asura King grabbed at Yu Wan!

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