War God Long Ao

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: A Little Bitterness

Long Ao understood Long Ming’s personality very well.

If he insisted on stopping him, he was sure Long Ming would force his way into the Nine Nether Space anyway.

Taking a step back, even if Long Ming listened to him and didn’t enter the Nine Nether Space, he wouldn’t be happy. ’Am I supposed to just stand by and watch Long Ming be unhappy?’

Because of this, after thinking it over and over, Long Ao still chose to agree.

Long Ao had already made up his mind. If Long Ming was ever in danger, he would break the Seal and enter again. Besides, he could now find the passage’s exact location without needing to sense Long Ming’s aura.

After seeing Long Ming off, Long Ao’s expression was grim.

The Nine Nether Space originally belonged to the Nine Great Royal Families, with the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan as its long-standing rulers. But because of the betrayal of the other Eight Great Royal Families, the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan was annihilated.

If it weren’t for Long Ming, Long Ao would have never even known of the Nine Nether Earth Tiger clan.

But the problem now was that Long Ming was his brother. He couldn’t just ignore his plight.

"Sect Leader, what happened?"

Seeing Long Ao return to the main hall, everyone was incredibly curious, wondering what was wrong with their Sect Leader. But when they saw his grim expression, they guessed that he must have encountered something serious.

Waving his hand, Long Ao indicated he didn’t want to talk about it.

Seeing the Sect Leader act this way, everyone tactfully remained silent, but their hearts grew even more curious and worried.

’What on earth happened to the Sect Leader?’

「In the Nine Nether Space.」

Long Ming led the numerous Corpse Slaves, but he didn’t opt for a head-on confrontation like last time. He knew that the Eight Great Royal Families had Holy Beasts among them, making his revenge very difficult.

For this reason, he planned to increase his strength while picking his enemies off one by one. The Nine Nether Space was boundless; even for the Eight Great Royal Families, finding him in a short amount of time would be no easy feat.

However, the first thing Long Ming had to do was recover from his injuries. He had been defeated by a Holy Beast, and his wounds were quite severe. It seemed it would be difficult to recover anytime soon.

The reason Long Ming had chosen to enter the Nine Nether Space immediately was to temper himself while he was alone. Otherwise, if he always lived under his big brother’s protection, when would it ever end?

"Brother Dugu, I’m leaving the Sect’s affairs to you and Elder She for now. I’m preparing to enter secluded Cultivation for a while."

"Understood, Sect Leader."

Long Ao didn’t linger. He turned and returned to the back mountain.

This battle with the Eight Great Holy Beasts gave Long Ao a deeper understanding of his own limitations. At his current Realm, it was simply impossible to kill a Holy Beast. His only chance was if the Holy Beast was suppressed by his Talent Divine Abilities.

But what if there were two Holy Beasts?

Or three?

If he was lucky, he might be able to kill two birds with one stone. But if his luck was bad and he ran out of steam, the consequences would be unimaginable.

This was why Long Ao was so impatient to break through. He knew very well that once his Cultivation broke through to the Void Saint Realm, killing a Semi-Saint Martial Artist would be a matter of minutes. He wouldn’t be so constrained.

At this moment, Long Ao prepared to go for broke, focusing all his efforts on achieving a breakthrough and immersing himself completely in his Cultivation.

The process of converting Spiritual Essence into Holy Essence was incredibly difficult. Long Ao seemed to have already touched the threshold of the Void Saint Realm, but he just couldn’t cross it. To say he wasn’t anxious would be a lie.

He was stuck at this crucial step, unable to move forward. It got to the point where Long Ao began to wonder if he was completely stuck here, unable to advance for the rest of his life.

「In the Dragon Seal Space.」

A frustrated Long Ao asked, "Long Fu, why can’t I break through? I can feel that I’ve already touched the threshold of the Void Saint Realm, but I can’t take that final step. What’s the problem?"

Long Ao knew that Long Fu was probably the only one who might know the answer to this question.

Seeing his impatient and distressed master, Long Fu replied helplessly, "Master, with your talent and constitution, you should have broken through to the Void Saint Realm long ago. But for some reason, your Cultivation is stuck here. I’m afraid I’m powerless to help with this."

’It’s over.’ If even Long Fu didn’t know, Long Ao had no idea who else to ask.

At the same time, Long Ao understood something else very clearly. Long Fu’s words meant that his breakthrough to the Void Saint Realm had absolutely nothing to do with his Desolate Constitution.

In other words, whether he could break through to the Void Saint Realm had nothing to do with how much power he absorbed. It seemed he could only rely on opportunity, enlightenment, and, more than anything, luck.

’What on earth should I do?’

With a helpless sigh, Long Ao realized he had no idea how long it would take to break through to the Void Saint Realm.

But Long Ao didn’t choose to give up. He had gritted his teeth and persevered through everything that had happened and every difficulty he had encountered on his journey. Was he really going to give up after such a small setback?

Long Ao didn’t continue his secluded Cultivation. Instead, he left the Sect, but not daring to go far, he headed toward his family’s home.

At this moment, Long Ao was very worried about Long Ming’s safety, wondering how he was doing. That was why he didn’t dare to leave the Dragon Sect. If something happened to Long Ming and he couldn’t get back in time, wouldn’t he be responsible for Long Ming’s death?

Returning to the Long Family estate, Long Ao first spoke with his parents and grandfather for a while. Then he spent some tender moments with Ao Xue, allowing himself to relax completely.

"You brat, has something been on your mind lately?"

Ao Xue seemed to have reverted to the proud and willful young mistress of the Ghost King Sect. Long Ao gave a helpless smile. To be honest, he truly loved seeing this side of her, because he knew in his heart that this was Ao Xue’s true personality.

"It’s nothing. I just hit a small bottleneck in my Cultivation, so I’m feeling a little bitter, that’s all."

Ao Xue smiled, a look of mock envy on her face. "Oh, come on, ’a little bitter’? Your Cultivation speed is already the best of your generation, towering over everyone else. It’s just a small bottleneck. I’m sure it won’t last long. How about this? I’ll go out with you for a walk, and we can live like ordinary people for a while. Maybe your bottleneck will disappear on its own."

’That’s a good idea.’ Long Ao didn’t refuse. He nodded, and just like that, the two of them left the family estate and headed to the Mortal World to seek enlightenment.

Experiencing life with Ao Xue, Long Ao completely relaxed—a relaxation of the heart. Although his Cultivation still couldn’t break through to the Void Saint Realm, this period of rest was of great significance to him.

During this time, Long Ao didn’t think about anything—not Yuyin, not Long Ming, not his Cultivation bottleneck. It was as if he had thrown all his worries away, focusing wholeheartedly on traveling through the Mortal World with Ao Xue and experiencing life.

(PS: Let’s all pitch in. The power of a few is always limited. If everyone contributes a little, Xiaojiu believes that Long Ao will definitely go further and stand taller!)

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