Chapter 533 - 524: One Thing to Do Before Leaving

Chapter 533: One Thing to Do Before Leaving!

A shadowy figure at the Yang Destruction Level said coldly, "You’re clever, I’ll give you that. You saw through it right away."

"Thanks for the compliment!" Ye Wushuang said with a calm smile. "It’s not that I saw through it in a glance, but that you’re too stupid. Zong Hai, did you really think I wouldn’t recognize you just because you covered your face?"

How could Ye Wushuang possibly fail to recognize Zong Hai’s voice?

And since it was Zong Hai, it was obvious the Zong Family was making a move against him.

"You’ve got a silver tongue, but words won’t save your life today. You won’t be as lucky as you were before."

Seeing that Ye Wushuang had exposed his identity, Zong Hai no longer bothered with the pretense and stepped forward.

The others closed in as well.

"Four at the Profound Level, six at the Yang Destruction Level... Patriarch Zong really thinks highly of me. But if you want my life, you’ll need more than this."

Ye Wushuang’s expression remained unchanged. He glanced into the void, then let his gaze fall back on Zong Hai. The casual indifference in his voice infuriated Zong Hai.

"You’re overestimating yourself. Not even a pair of wings could help you escape today."

Zong Hai said icily.

He then addressed the others. "The Patriarch has given the order: kill this brat Ye Wushuang without mercy! Better yet, dismember him, so he can never cause trouble again!"

BOOM!

With a great roar, the others charged forward in unison.

Normally, there would be no need for them all to attack at once. But the Patriarch had given a specific order regarding the marriage recruitment: to ensure complete success, Ye Wushuang had to be dealt with as quickly as possible!

Thus, they had no problem ganging up on him.

But.

The very instant they moved, streaks of cold light shot out from the void behind them!

A volley of razor-sharp daggers stabbed out of nowhere.

Moving with lightning speed, the daggers pierced their backs in the blink of an eye, erupting from their chests!

SPURT!

SPURT!

Vibrant crimson blossoms bloomed in the dark night.

Shadowy figures emerged from the darkness, appearing like phantoms from Hell.

The cold, eerie glint of daggers flashed, slitting the throats of the Zong Family men. Not even the Profound Level masters were spared.

The ambush was far too sudden.

The Zong Family’s men had been focused solely on Ye Wushuang, completely ignoring the danger lurking nearby—a danger only Ye Wushuang himself was aware of.

And for that, they paid the ultimate price.

"Well? Are you satisfied with this outcome?" Ye Wushuang asked nonchalantly, one hand clasped behind his back. He hadn’t moved a single inch.

"Impossible!"

Zong Hai’s face contorted as he watched his men fall one by one. This was clearly not what he had expected.

"You... you had this all planned! How did you know we would be here to kill you?"

Zong Hai’s eyes were glued to Ye Wushuang. As the dark figures flitted about, the stench of death filled his senses, and an immense terror gripped him.

"You really want to know?"

Ye Wushuang asked.

At these words, Zong Hai stared at Ye Wushuang. He knew he was a dead man, but before he died, he was intensely curious. How had Ye Wushuang known they would ambush him?

After all, they had come straight here after receiving the Patriarch’s order.

There had been no time for the information to leak. How could Ye Wushuang have possibly known?

He wanted to know. He desperately wanted to know. That way, he could at least die in peace.

"But I’m just not going to tell you!"

As Zong Hai stared at Ye Wushuang, another sentence left Ye Wushuang’s lips.

SHING!

The sound of a sword being drawn rang out, its cry piercing the night sky!

Immediately after, a flash of Sword Light illuminated the night sky, blazing for a single, brilliant instant at an extreme speed!

And just as quickly, the night returned to its silent, inky blackness.

On the ground, however, lay an additional body: the corpse of Zong Hai.

It was torn in two, as dead as could be.

The stench of blood, mingled with a murderous aura, spread through the night air.

CLICK!

The Ancient Sword returned to its sheath, unstained by even a single drop of blood, and Ye Wushuang put it away.

WHOOSH!

In the darkness, the shadowy figures vanished, leaving only one to appear at Ye Wushuang’s side.

She stood quietly before Ye Wushuang, her eyes fixed on him.

Her gaze was filled with reproach.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang’s cold smile vanished, replaced by a wry one.

"So you’ve decided to participate?"

Mengyun Wulei asked, her voice dripping with jealousy. Any woman would be jealous, hearing that her man was going after another woman.

Ye Wushuang nodded.

He couldn’t lie to Mengyun Wulei. What was done, was done.

"She is my Senior Sister, and a woman I love."

Ye Wushuang said, though the words felt awkward. Perhaps he realized this wasn’t the time or place for such a confession.

But he wouldn’t lie to Mengyun Wulei, not even a white lie.

At this, Mengyun Wulei fell silent, saying nothing more.

Mengyun Wulei was a smart woman. She knew she couldn’t be the only one in Ye Wushuang’s heart, so she chose to remain silent.

Ye Wushuang stepped forward and gently hugged her.

"In this life, you are my shadow. I will never abandon you."

Ye Wushuang murmured.

Mengyun Wulei wrapped her arms around his powerful waist, holding him for a long time before letting go. "I’ve found the men from Lingxiao Pavilion," she said. "They’re waiting for you in a watchtower pavilion next to the tavern."

She had come looking for Ye Wushuang, not expecting to walk in on the Zong Family’s ambush. With that said, Mengyun Wulei’s figure vanished into the night, leaving only her familiar fragrance lingering in the air.

Following Mengyun Wulei’s directions, Ye Wushuang quickly made his way to the watchtower pavilion.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH...

One after another, shadowy figures rushed in from all directions.

At the same time, a slender figure was standing inside the pavilion.

Ye Wushuang strode inside.

"Feng Jue!"

Ye Wushuang called out a name.

Hearing his name, the figure spun around to face Ye Wushuang.

THUD!

He immediately dropped to one knee. "Pavilion Master!" he cried out.

"Pavilion Master!"

Seeing this, the other shadowy figures also hastily dropped to one knee.

"Rise."

Ye Wushuang pulled Feng Jue to his feet. "Tell me how Lingxiao Pavilion has been faring."

’It was a bit ridiculous, now that I think about it,’ he thought. ’Ever since becoming Pavilion Master, I’ve never personally managed Lingxiao Pavilion’s affairs.’

"Pavilion Master, per your instructions, we established Barbarian King City as our base and began recruiting Loose Cultivators from the Endless Wilderness. Thanks to our performance on the Barbarian God Battle Platform, a growing number of Loose Cultivators have joined us."

"Then, a powerhouse from the Giant Spirit Race appeared and stationed himself in Barbarian King City. His presence not only solidified morale, but it also ensured that no one dared to cause trouble."

"Later, we received a letter from Black Stone City. I left Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu in Barbarian King City and led five hundred of our Direct Lineage members to expand our influence to Black Stone City. However, Lingxiao Pavilion’s foundations are still shaky and our resources are lacking, so I didn’t expand any further."

"When I heard you had come to the Holy City, I brought a portion of our forces here immediately."

Feng Jue recounted everything that had happened to Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang listened quietly before speaking. "Don’t worry about our resources; that issue will be resolved soon. For now, what you need to do is contact the members of Lingxiao Pavilion and have them head to King Xiangg City, one of the Celestial Pass Thirteen Cities."

"Is this because of the marriage recruitment?"

Feng Jue asked.

Ye Wushuang nodded. "That’s only half of it. More importantly, I plan to let them experience war firsthand. It’s time to temper them and turn them into true warriors!"

"Also, once I return from the Profound North Realm, I will find you in King Xiangg City. Until then, keep a low profile."

Feng Jue listened and nodded silently, then asked, "Should I accompany you?"

"No, I’m enough on my own."

Ye Wushuang said. ’Feng Jue possesses a special constitution that is terrifyingly powerful now that it has awakened. He’s already at the Yin Yang Realm; having him with me would certainly make things more convenient.’

’But Lingxiao Pavilion needs someone to hold down the fort.’

Feng Jue didn’t question Ye Wushuang’s command. Instead, he asked, "When will you leave?"

"Soon. Within the next few days. But before I leave, there’s one thing I must do."

Ye Wushuang gazed up at the night sky, his eyes sharp and fierce. ’The Zong Family... It’s time for them to be annihilated.’