"Looks like something's come up?"
Duan Xiyang's eyes gleamed.
"There's a secret major stronghold of the Divine Ferret Sect near our headquarters. There should be a Five Paths God of Wealth Sect Leader inside. His cultivation should be at the pinnacle of the world. In terms of strength, we'll have no problem holding the upper hand."
Ancestor Yan said, "But you know that at this level, if someone is determined to run, we may not necessarily be able to stop him. That's why I've been saving him for you."
A smile spread across Duan Xiyang's face. "Fifth Brother really understands me."
"I can do it too."
Sun Wutian muttered under his breath, grumbling with obvious dissatisfaction.
Ancestor Yan said, "Old Duan just broke through and is eager to show off. What are you trying to steal it for?"
Sun Wutian was appeased. "That makes sense."
In fact, Sun Wutian knew that with his current strength, having retreated half a step, it would be difficult for him to kill a peak expert in one strike. And an expert like that could tear space apart and escape immediately if the first strike failed to kill him.
Ancestor Yan was doing this to ensure absolute certainty—and to save face for himself. Still, Sun Wutian couldn't help complaining out of habit.
"When do we move?"
Duan Xiyang raised his wine cup and asked.
"Tonight."
Ancestor Yan sighed softly. "The Feng Family Manor inside Feng Family City."
"Feng Family?" The two men raised their heads at the same time, their gazes sharpening.
"Yes, the Feng Family Manor."
Ancestor Yan sighed. "Although it isn't part of the main line... the implications are already huge."
The two fell silent for a moment.
After a long while, Duan Xiyang finally said:
"...All right."
That night.
In Divine Capital