Chapter 140 (1): I've Been Ambushed By Dongfang Sansan

"You can think whatever you want!" Dong Changfeng scoffed. "I don't need you to acknowledge whether I've received the inheritance of the One Strike Spear Demon or not! If you're going to kill me, then hurry up!"

Dong Changfeng was already prepared for death.

There was no way that Duan Xiyang would spare him, and his only hope was that Duan Xiyang would kill him and leave before Fang Che arrived.

"I'll let you live if you can withstand three spear strikes from me!" Duan Xiyang declared.

Tremendous killing intent began to swirl around him as he spoke, and his spear was also beginning to tremble and buzz, growing excited like a predator that had caught a whiff of blood.

If he hadn't encountered Night Demon, then he would've had to spare Dong Changfeng. However, now that he already knew the answer, there was no point in keeping Dong Changfeng alive.

He had originally intended to depart right away after uncovering the answer, but after some thought, he decided to come here and kill Dong Changfeng.

Night Demon had no need for a backer! Backers were for the weak!

If Night Demon wanted a backer, then he would just have to get rid of Night Demon's backer!

Dong Changfeng knew that if Duan Xiyang were truly intent on taking his life, then he wouldn't be able to withstand even a single spear, let alone three.

From a layman's perspective, there shouldn't have been too big a gap in power between the two, given that Dong Changfeng was ranked thirty-sixth on the Cloud Weapon Archive, but only those on the Cloud Weapon Archive knew just massive a gulf there was between a top-ranked warrior and someone who was ranked closer to the middle of the list.

"Fine! Come then!"

Dong Changfeng took a deep breath, and a burst of spear intent erupted out of his body and into the heavens.

All of a sudden, it was as if Dong Changfeng had transformed into a black hole, one that was sucking in all of the spirit power and even the space around him.

Right as the battle was about to commence, a saber flew onto the scene, seemingly having soared directly out of the moon above.

It was a saber projection reflected by the light of the moon, and it stood like a massive, pristine white cliff face between heaven and earth.

"Let's be civilized, Brother Duan. I've brought some fine wine, so let's sit down to drink and have a chat." A voice rang out in the distance, initially from hundreds of kilometers away, but by the end of the sentence, it was already directly nearby.

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The saber projection faded away to reveal another white-robed figure with a pleased smile on his face.

An immense wave of relief washed over Dong Changfeng as the light of the stars and the moon returned, and he knew that he was saved.

It was Xue Fuxiao!

Even though Dong Changfeng had mustered up all of his spirit power and spear intent for one final resistance, he knew that his efforts were futile. There was simply an insurmountable gulf between himself and Duan Xiyang, one that he couldn't hope to close with any amount of effort or conviction on his part.

"You again!" Duan Xiyang hissed.

At this point, Xue Fuxiao was beginning to wonder if Dongfang Sansan were truly a deity incarnate.

He had proclaimed that Duan Xiyang would definitely return for the inheritance of the One Strike Spear Demon, and sure enough, here he was!

Over the past couple of months, he had patrolled this area over a thousand times, and he had finally caught Duan Xiyang with his hand in the cookie jar!

"Whatcha doin', Brother Duan? You picking on Changfeng?"

"How did you know I would come here? Did Dongfang Sansan anticipate it this time as well?"

"Of course! Sansan told me months ago that you would come here!"

Duan Xiyang was very much shaken by this revelation.

"How? How could he possibly have predicted months ago that I would come here?"

"I don't know how he does it, but a couple of months ago, he told me to come and regularly patrol the southeast and that you would definitely return here eventually. I've been constantly keeping an eye out for you of late, but you came here a little later than I expected."

Xue Fuxiao's claims left Duan Xiyang feeling warier of Dongfang Sansan than ever.

He couldn't, for the life of him, figure out how Dongfang Sansan could've possibly predicted this. After all, he had come here on a complete whim, and it was definitely unforeseen for someone to have suddenly claimed Jun Lin's inheritance.

How was it possible that Dongfang Sansan had seen all of this coming months in advance? It was downright bewildering!

Was Dongfang Sansan's foresight really this inexplicably exceptional? Duan Xiyang was struggling to believe that this was possible, but the fact that Xue Fuxiao had arrived on the scene in such a timely fashion left him with no choice but to accept this reality.

Chief Strategist Dongfang truly is a god among men!

"Sansan asked me to pass on a message to you," Xue Fuxiao declared in a smug manner. "He says he wants to meet you."

Xue Fuxiao was eagerly scrutinizing Duan Xiyang's face as he spoke, and sure enough, Duan Xiyang's expression instantly darkened.

"Tell him I don't want to meet him!"

"Are you sure? Are you not curious about how he anticipated that you would come here? If you go and meet him, you can ask him in person, and I'm sure he'd be happy to enlighten you."

"I'm not curious in the slightest," Duan Xiyang harrumphed.

A sense of peril had welled up in his heart at the thought that Dongfang Sansan had anticipated all of this months in advance, and he didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

Is Xue Fuxiao the only one that was sent here? Are there any others?

Right at this moment, two more figures appeared in the distance, and Duan Xiyang's pupils instantly contracted at the sight of them.

The two new arrivals were Bu Chou and Yang Luoyu, two more warriors on the Cloud Weapon Archive.

All of a sudden, Duan Xiyang realized that he had been ambushed. Four formidable foes had already appeared before him, and there was no telling whether there were more lurking in the shadows.

The sense of peril in his heart instantly became even more pronounced.

"I'll be taking my leave now," Duan Xiyang declared in a cautious manner.

"What do you mean you're leaving?" Xue Fuxiao snapped. "I brought all this wine for you!"

Duan Xiyang turned to him with an exasperated expression.

Do you think I'm an idiot?! It's four on one here! If Bing Qianshan is also hiding in ambush nearby, then I'm dead! If I stay here to drink with you, it'll be the last drink I ever have!

With that in mind, Duan Xiyang slammed the butt of his spear into the ground, and it immediately began to glow radiantly while four gates abruptly appeared in the night sky around him.

All of the gates were forged entirely from bones, and there seemed to have been countless lost souls howling and weeping within them.

Immediately thereafter, Duan Xiyang's body split up into four identical versions of himself, and each of them stepped through one of the gates, following which they slowly closed.

"If Dongfang Sansan wants to kill me, then he's going to have to come up with a better trap than this."

As soon as Duan Xiyang's voice faded, the four bone gates also disappeared.

Xue Fuxiao was dumbstruck.

What happened? Why did he run away? And what's this about Sansan wanting to kill him? All I wanted was to have a drink with him!

Clearly, Duan Xiyang had felt so pressured that he had even resorted to using his White Bone Teleportation Gate, which was linked directly to the headquarters of the Church of the Self-Righteous.

I scared him so much that he fled all the way back to the headquarters of the main church? Since when was he this much of a coward?

With the arrival of Bu Chou and Yang Luoyu, a look of realization immediately appeared on Dong Changfeng's face, followed by a look of frustration.

"Shoot! My incompetence foiled Master Nine's brilliant plan! If I had managed to keep Duan Xiyang occupied for even a split-second, that could've been enough to kill him!"

Xue Fuxiao: "......"

What're you talking about? I don't understand! Did Sansan really set all of this up to kill Duan Xiyang? In that case, why didn't he tell me?

Bu Chou flew onto the scene with an urgent expression, then asked, "Did Duan Xiyang get away?"

Xue Fuxiao: "......"

"What a shame," Bu Chou sighed.

Xue Fuxiao was truly bewildered now.

Was it really the plan to kill Duan Xiyang? Even Bu Chou knows!

He didn't want to come across as a clueless fool, so he hurriedly put on a forlorn expression and sighed, "It really is a shame. If you and Luoyu had come just a little earlier, we could've had him."

Bu Chou's trio was feeling sorely disappointed, while Xue Fuxiao had a belly full of questions for Dongfang Sansan.

After a heavy silence, Bu Chou suggested, "Let's go and have a drink. Changfeng and I both made breakthroughs recently, and that's worthy of celebration in my books."

"Sure!"

Everyone was eager to have some drinks to assuage their frustrations.

With so many people present, Dong Changfeng knew that his meeting with Fang Che had to be postponed. Even if Fang Che were to come here, he would have to pretend not to recognize him.

The inheritance of the One Strike Spear Demon was extremely important, and he couldn't reveal to anyone the secret that it had been claimed by Fang Che, not even his closest comrades.

With that in mind, he was eager to divert everyone away, and this was precisely the excuse that he needed.

Thus, the four of them quickly returned to the city to find somewhere to drink.