Chapter 3168 — Just Happened to Meet

"Senior Brother, how about it? Are you going to let me leave the mountain and take that brat out?" Every time Ancestor Pure Yin emerged from seclusion, he would go out to stretch his limbs—cooped up indoors for so long, he naturally wanted some fresh air—and so a killing assignment at a time like this was something he greeted with particular zeal.

"Yes. His Eminence the Master, that is to say your Grand Uncle, has already approved it. But before you go, His Eminence has a few things to say to you. Come with me!" Ancestor Pure Yang nodded and said.

"Good!" Ancestor Pure Yin hurried after Ancestor Pure Yang to Zhong Yongliang's dwelling. Since coming out of seclusion, he had learned that Zhong Yongliang was the reincarnation of Ancestor Mad Dragon, and so he treated him with exceptional reverence.

The two arrived at Zhong Yongliang's dwelling. Ancestor Pure Yang knocked on the door and said, "Your Eminence, your disciple Pure Yang has brought Junior Brother Pure Yin!"

"Good, come in." Zhong Yongliang said flatly. Over this period, Zhong Yongliang had learned how to put on the airs of a superior. Beneath his manner there still lingered Zhong Yongliang's old frivolous, flighty streak, but within the sect he had to keep up the appearance of a man in authority—otherwise people would find it strange.

"Disciple Pure Yin pays his respects to Grand Uncle!" The moment Ancestor Pure Yin stepped through the door, he said hurriedly.

"Pure Yin, there's no need for such courtesy!" Zhong Yongliang waved a hand. "This time, you're going to kill Wei Zhao. There are some things I must warn you about!"

"Please speak, Grand Uncle!" Ancestor Pure Yin nodded, all ears.

"It's like this. I know that creature Wei Zhao extremely well. That brat is a master at putting on airs and hiding his true strength, so whatever strength he has shown now is very likely not his full strength. His hidden trump cards are endless. You must be careful!" Zhong Yongliang cautioned.

"Grand Uncle, I've made note of it!" Ancestor Pure Yin's expression turned grave, and he nodded hurriedly. He believed Zhong Yongliang's words without the slightest doubt. After all, Zhong Yongliang and Wei Zhao had once been classmates and sworn enemies, and even now, as Ancestor Mad Dragon, he still regarded Wei Zhao so seriously—which only made Ancestor Pure Yin take it all the more seriously.

"Good, so long as you remember!" Zhong Yongliang nodded in satisfaction. "When the time comes, you'll strike together with Dongfang Yinxing of the Dongfang family. Don't go chasing credit for yourself. Make it a single killing blow—do not give Wei Zhao any chance to catch his breath! And once the task is done, don't linger. Return at once! Hear me?"

"Yes, Grand Uncle, I understand!" Ancestor Pure Yin answered.

"Good, off you go," Zhong Yongliang said.

The place where Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing were to meet was the Xueshang Business Hotel in Donghai City. Dongfang Yinxing could not have found any other place, nor had he ever been to any other; this was where Dongfang Buruo had once stayed, and so Dongfang Yinxing chose it as well.

First, because he was familiar with it; second, because it was relatively close to Wei Zhao's villa, making it easy to launch an assault at any moment.

As for Ancestor Pure Yin, he had never been to Donghai City before, so wherever Dongfang Yinxing stayed, he stayed too.

When the two arrived, it was still early evening. By coincidence, their car pulled up at the same time as the car from the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect's intelligence team. Ancestor Blood-Robe, Ancestor Huangquan, and Ancestor Gloom were also staying at the Xueshang Business Hotel, for it was the hotel closest to Wei Zhao's villa and thus convenient for their investigation of Wei Zhao.

Naturally, Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing did not know the members of the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect's intelligence team—these people handled intelligence work, never showing their faces in public, much less letting anyone learn their identities. But that did not mean the intelligence team did not recognize Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing!

Every person of consequence on the ancient level had been recorded by the Blood-Robe Huangquan Sect's intelligence team, and their features were silently etched into the minds of every member. So the moment the two appeared at the hotel entrance, the head of the intelligence team, Feng Shengniao, took note of them.

After Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing had checked in, Feng Shengniao noted their room numbers, and only then did everyone get on the elevator together. The rooms for Feng Shengniao and the others had been booked the day before by Ancestor Gloom. The reason he waited to go upstairs with Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing was precisely that he wanted to hear what the two of them might say.

Once inside the elevator, Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing spoke without any particular discretion—after all, they did not for a moment believe there was anyone in the secular world who could shake them, and besides, outsiders could make no sense of what they said anyway.

"Wei Zhao lives near here?" Ancestor Pure Yin asked.

"Yes, in a villa not far from here," Dongfang Yinxing said. "Shall we rest a while before heading over, or go tonight?"

"Let's go tonight," Ancestor Pure Yin said after a moment's thought. "The sooner the better. Once it's done, we leave."

"That works too," Dongfang Yinxing nodded.

Their conversation sounded for all the world like two men planning to call on a friend. Had it not fallen on Feng Shengniao's ears, anyone else would never have paid it the slightest attention—but Feng Shengniao felt a chill in his heart!

Two titans at the peak of the late Heaven Tier had come here—could it be to deal with Wei Zhao? After all, the intelligence team had already received word that the Dongfang family and the Mingri Fu Mingri sect were at odds. With these two coming to find Wei Zhao at the same time, Feng Shengniao did not think it boded well!

Moreover, from what they said, they meant to leave soon after finishing their business. For experts of the ancient level, what business could be finished so quickly except killing?

On the surface, however, Feng Shengniao betrayed nothing. Years of intelligence work had long since taught him to keep his emotions off his face. So, at least outwardly, from the moment he stepped onto the elevator, Feng Shengniao was absorbed in playing with his phone, paying Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing no attention whatsoever.

When the elevator reached Feng Shengniao's floor, he still paid Ancestor Pure Yin and Dongfang Yinxing no mind. He simply led his two subordinates out of the elevator and, without so much as a backward glance, headed toward where Ancestor Huangquan and the others were.

Arriving at the door of the room where Ancestor Huangquan, Ancestor Blood-Robe, and Ancestor Gloom were staying, Feng Shengniao knocked.

"Who is it?" From inside came Ancestor Gloom's voice.

"Mr. Yin, it's me, Feng Sheng," Feng Shengniao said. Outside, he addressed Ancestor Gloom as Mr. Yin, Ancestor Huangquan as Mr. Huang, and Ancestor Blood-Robe as Mr. Xue—a measure to avoid unnecessary trouble, for constantly calling them "Ancestor" this and "Ancestor" that would seem rather odd in modern society.

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