Chapter 1890 - 1889 Didn’t Make It in Time
Chapter 1890: 1889 Didn’t Make It in Time
"Just knowing about this yourself is enough, make sure not to let the news leak out." Ou Dechuan interrupted him and advised.
As the Hall Master, if he were to assassinate another Main Priest, it would bring severe punishment upon him and even spell disaster for the entire Ou Family, so he naturally had to be very cautious.
"But, but what if it accidentally gets leaked?" Ou Mingzhi calmed down a bit, but thinking about the consequences, he asked uneasily.
"With the third great-grandfather making a move, do you think they’d have any chance to fight back? Would there be any survivors left to leak it out?" Ou Dechuan said dismissively.
Those who can become Main Priests are all decisive and ruthless. When he made the decision, perhaps he had some worries, but once the decision was made, he wouldn’t hesitate. In this regard, Ou Mingzhi was indeed still a bit young and far less stable and daring than him.
"That’s true." After thinking it through, Ou Mingzhi also relaxed.
"Alright, take good care of yourself. I’m going outside the city to meet the third great-grandfather. With his abilities, he should be here shortly." Saying this, Ou Dechuan left the room, quickly heading out of the city.
"Yes, father." Behind him, Ou Mingzhi respectfully saluted, though the excitement on his face was hard to conceal.
He thought the humiliation he suffered in Huayu City would haunt him for the rest of his life, but he didn’t expect the third great-grandfather to still be alive. That his father persuaded him to make a move, even if Mu Hanyan’s cultivation reached the level of a Divine Heart Priest, what of it? In the face of the third great-grandfather’s centuries of cultivation, it was still a dead end!
Neither of them noticed Duan Cheng’an hiding in the shadows at the corner, with a confused and hesitant expression on his face.
He had come to bid farewell to the Ou Dechuan father and son. His cultivation was destroyed, and his deeds of betraying his master and ancestors were looked down upon by the various divine halls. He was embarrassed to stay at the Lingyu Divine Hall, and with the unkind and unfaithful character of the Ou Dechuan father and son, there would be no good days for him here.
Just as he reached the corner, he saw Ou Dechuan’s figure darting toward the city gate. This late at night, where was he preparing to go? Shouldn’t he be vigilantly by Ou Mingzhi’s side in times like this, given his love for his son? Then, he saw the excitement on Ou Mingzhi’s face, and the same cold smile on the corners of his mouth as that of his father.
Duan Cheng’an, who had learned the Array Formation Technique to such an extent, obviously had good comprehension and was quick to react. He soon guessed something and quietly withdrew his half-stepped leg.
That night, Duan Cheng’an spent a sleepless night, keeping an eye on the movements outside the window.
Until dawn, Ou Mingzhi returned alone. He had gone alone and came back alone, but his expression was uncharacteristically excited, and his eyes shone with a vicious and ruthless look.
"Father, you’re back, where’s the third great-grandfather?" Ou Mingzhi also hadn’t slept a wink, waiting till now. Seeing Ou Dechuan, he eagerly asked.
"Let’s talk inside." Ou Dechuan gestured with his eyes, closed the room door, and after probing with his Divine Sense to ensure there was no one around, he said to Ou Mingzhi, "Too many people shouldn’t be involved in this, and frankly, there’s nothing we can help with anyway, so the third great-grandfather went alone. We just have to wait for his good news."
"Good, good. This time that bitch surely won’t escape, she won’t even have a burial place!" Ou Mingzhi clenched his fist, his voice trembling with excitement.
In the opposite wing, Duan Cheng’an lowered his head, too, silently clenching his fist.
Even though the Ou Dechuan father and son were very cautious, he didn’t hear much, but the words about the third great-grandfather still reached his ears. Could it be that Ou Dechuan left the city in the middle of the night to meet Ou Pingxuan, and that old man is still alive? He had heard of the Ou Family’s third great-grandfather’s reputation.
However, as far as he knew, Ou Pingxuan was not known for his array techniques. Even if alive, how could he help? It might be feasible for him to kill someone, but as for repairing the array, he might not even surpass Ou Dechuan himself.
Kill! Yes, kill!
At this thought, Duan Cheng’an’s heart wrenched tightly.
The scene of struggling for life and death like a stray dog after being gravely injured resurfaced in his mind. At that time, Ou Dechuan cared only for Ou Mingzhi’s safety, and didn’t even spare him a glance. The Priests of the various halls despised his character, and there was no one to help him. Only one person, showing compassion, kindly gave him an Elixir.
The mere thought of Wen Gaoren’s look at that time pierced his heart deeply with endless shame and guilt.
If it had been before, Mu Hanyan’s life or death wouldn’t concern him at all; he might even wish Mu Hanyan a more tragic death. But now, Wen Gaoren is by Mu Hanyan’s side, if something happened to Mu Hanyan, Wen Gaoren might not escape either. He knew all too well the ruthless way Ou Dechuan handled matters.
Soon after, Ou Dechuan finally walked out of the room, returning to his room to rest. From last night’s decision to now, he had maintained an intensely excited state, and was a bit fatigued now.
When passing by Duan Cheng’an’s room, he still didn’t spare an extra glance. Just a useless person, if it weren’t for the sake of appearances and to not chill the hearts of other servants, he would have kicked Duan Cheng’an out yesterday, sparing no mental energy on him.
Seeing Ou Dechuan’s indifferent expression, Duan Cheng’an gave a self-deprecating smile, quietly left the yard, and headed straight for the Gu family.
Unfortunately, when he arrived at the Gu family, he learned that Mu Hanyan, with Wen Gaoren and others, escorted by Family Head Gu, had left Tianyang City for Huayu Temple before dawn.
"Left, they left before dawn?" Duan Cheng’an mumbled to himself, looking disheartened.
"I heard that something urgent happened at Huayu Temple." The gatekeeper said.
"Thank you." Duan Cheng’an nodded and, not returning, turned and quickly headed out of the city.
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Mu Hanyan didn’t originally intend to leave so early, but in the middle of the night, she received a letter via flying eagle from Huayu Temple, saying that not long after they left, Ye Yi’an fell bedridden, growing weaker by the day, fearing his end was near, urging Mu Hanyan to return promptly for possibly one last meeting with Ye Yi’an.
The letter was written by An Xiaxin, who originally wanted to send it right away, but Ye Yi’an, fearing it would distress Mu Hanyan, held it back until guessing the competition was over before sending it via flying eagle mail.
Upon receiving the letter, Mu Hanyan, burning with urgency, didn’t dare delay any longer and immediately gathered Sikong Qinglan and others to return to Huayu Temple.
Yet, she didn’t lose her composure due to the matter. Before leaving, she left a letter for Zhu Yulan to deliver to Gao Weihu after dawn. Last night, after the banquet ended, she had already inquired from Gu Qingyang where the Fire Storage Stone came from, learning it was acquired from the Gao family’s black market, she was delighted and thus left a letter asking Gao Weihu to help keep an eye out.
When Duan Cheng’an arrived at the Gu family’s place, Mu Hanyan and her party had already left Tianyang City, utilizing the teleportation array laid out at the site, which took them thousands of miles away.