Chapter 86 - 83: You Can Die Now

"You are Asura?" A hint of surprise appeared on Patriarch Luo’s face.

Mo Qianqian was slightly taken aback. It seemed the other party knew of the Asura name. Some news from the Southern Wilderness must have reached this place.

"That’s right," Mo Qianqian replied impassively.

"Hmph, what crap is this Asura? Grandpa, kill him quickly!" Luo Jinhao said viciously from beside Patriarch Luo.

"Shut up!" Patriarch Luo suddenly slapped Luo Jinhao fiercely across the face. The strike was so heavy that blood splattered from the young man’s mouth.

The crowd was astonished. Even the vast majority of the Luo family members present had never heard of any Asura. They wondered if this Asura had a powerful background. The distant onlookers were even more shocked. With things escalating to this point, Patriarch Luo had actually slapped Young Master Luo. It was glaringly obvious that this masked middle-aged man calling himself Asura was a big shot.

Standing to the side, Luo Wushuang’s expression tightened with an inscrutable look. Ultimately, she chose not to speak.

Mo Qianqian was quite surprised as well. His reputation as Asura wasn’t supposed to be that huge. His Asura identity was merely that of a First-Grade Spirit Master—the exact same grade as Luo Wushuang. As for the middle-aged persona he was faking, his talent was visibly inferior to hers. Yet, the Patriarch had outright slapped Luo Jinhao. He wondered if the older man truly feared the "master" backing his Asura identity.

"Grandpa..." Luo Jinhao was utterly bewildered. Because his father had sacrificed himself for the family, and because of his sister’s doting, his grandfather had never laid a hand on him over the years, no matter how huge a mistake he made. This time, he was clearly the one being bullied. Why was he the one getting hit?

"Shut your mouth! You useless disappointment! Sooner or later, you’ll be the death of the Luo family!" Patriarch Luo reprimanded Luo Jinhao, then looked at Mo Qianqian. "I must admit, my indulgence over the years is what turned Luo Jinhao into this state. You were the one who knocked some sense into me.

"However, when members of the Luo family make mistakes, it is the Luo family’s business. It is not your place to teach them a lesson!"

Mo Qianqian blanked for a moment. He thought the Patriarch recognized his title and was about to apologize to him. Unexpectedly, the old man was merely taking the opportunity to discipline his own grandson! Still, he had to admit that Patriarch Luo was quite ruthless to slap his grandson so hard while the young man’s mouth was already full of blood.

The people present were also stunned, finding Patriarch Luo’s attitude hard to fathom. When he slapped Luo Jinhao so heavily, they assumed Asura had some massive background and that an apology was imminent. But there was no intention of apologizing at all. Instead, it sounded like he wanted to teach Asura a lesson.

"So?" Mo Qianqian’s voice turned gloomy.

"So, you should stay at the Luo family’s estate!" Patriarch Luo said with a hostile tone. "I wonder, given your relationship with Shi Muyao, if you are captured, will she come to Luocheng?"

Mo Qianqian’s expression sank as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. The Patriarch was actually planning to use him to blackmail Shi Muyao into coming here! He didn’t want to waste his breath, but if word of this got out, he couldn’t rule out the possibility of others getting the same idea.

"Don’t treat everyone like fools. If I am truly captured by you, even if Shi Muyao and I are that close, her strength is weaker than mine. Would she come here just to throw her life away?" Mo Qianqian said coldly. "Would the Yuling Sect Master be stupid enough to let her come here to die?"

Patriarch Luo frowned. Asura had hit the nail on the head. Even if Shi Muyao was stupid, the Yuling Sect Master was not. Capturing Asura to force Shi Muyao out, and then using her to force Mo Qianqian out—this plan would likely fail. But giving it a try wasn’t completely off the table.

"Besides, you people alone can’t take me down," Mo Qianqian added. "However, you were right about one thing. Luo Jinhao will indeed be the death of the Luo family, and you will be the death of yourself."

"Asura, what the hell do you think you are?" Hearing this, Luo Jinhao shouted furiously. His mouth was still throbbing, and he had been left dazed by his grandfather’s slap. But right now, he couldn’t care less. He just wanted to see Asura die.

"A First-Grade Spirit Master thinks he can destroy the Luo family? Just because Spirit Masters are put on a pedestal, do you really think you can look down on everything? Utterly foolish!" The Luo family members joined in, shouting angrily. They were itching to attack, but without the Patriarch’s orders, they didn’t dare to strike first.

"What arrogance! Today, I shall see exactly what you are capable of!" After speaking coldly, Patriarch Luo moved, charging fiercely toward Mo Qianqian. At the same time, he kept his guard up, cautiously monitoring his surroundings and ready to strike at a moment’s notice. He was confident that a Tongyou Realm cultivator could easily sense the position of a Spirit Body.

SWISH!

Mo Qianqian didn’t command his Spirit Body to launch a sneak attack. Instead, he made it materialize right in front of him. It rushed straight toward Patriarch Luo, throwing a powerful punch. He wanted his Spirit Body to clash head-on with the Patriarch to test the combat strength of the entity he was controlling.

At the scene, other than Luo Wushuang, absolutely no one else could see the Spirit Body. Seeing this, a flash of shock appeared on her face. Forgoing any stealthy maneuvers and simply appearing in plain sight to trade blows—what kind of tactic was this?

Although Patriarch Luo couldn’t see the Spirit Body, he could still sense its exact location. Sensing the opponent’s Spirit Body appear right in front of him, he was inwardly startled. But with no time to overthink, he closed the distance and threw a punch of his own directly at the Spirit Body.

BANG!

A thunderous collision rang out. Everyone watched as Patriarch Luo, who seemed to have clashed with thin air, was sent flying backward into the distance. Copious amounts of blood sprayed from his mouth.

"What?"

Everyone’s eyes widened in horror. They stood dumbfounded, their jaws practically dropping to the ground in shock. Patriarch Luo was severely injured and sent flying by a single attack? The beautiful woman stared blankly as well. The Luo family’s forces and the surrounding onlookers could barely process what had just happened. Luo Jinhao, who had been absolutely certain that Mo Qianqian was about to be captured, was beyond disbelief.

Asura had swatted his grandfather away?

"Y-Y-You... how is this possible?" Luo Jinhao simply couldn’t believe his eyes.

Luo Wushuang, who had clearly seen the exchange, wore a profoundly grim expression. She had seen with her own eyes how the opponent’s Spirit Body had overpowered her grandfather in a direct clash of strength, sending him flying. It wasn’t a sneak attack. This meant that the raw power of the enemy’s Spirit Body surpassed her grandfather’s. Her grandfather was at the Second Level of Tongyou Realm! If the opponent were truly just a First-Grade Spirit Master, possessing such strength would be absolutely impossible.

"Y-You’re a Second-Grade Spirit Master?" Luo Wushuang said in disbelief.

A Second-Grade Spirit Master’s normal combat prowess was at least equivalent to the Ninth Level of Spirit Profound Realm. But even among Second-Grade Spirit Masters, there were disparities in strength. Some were stronger and could potentially contend against an Early-stage Realm of Communication with Ghosts expert. The Asura standing before them was clearly of the latter category.

As for a Third-Grade Spirit Master, Luo Wushuang didn’t even entertain the thought. Across the entire Great Xia Dynasty, spanning all age groups, Third-Grade Spirit Masters were exceedingly rare. It was impossible for Asura to be one. She finally understood why the Spirit Body she had summoned was instantly scattered by Asura’s Spirit Body. They weren’t even in the same grade.

"A Second-Grade Spirit Master... you’ve broken through?" In the distance, Patriarch Luo, who had crashed into the ground, coughed up another mouthful of blood. According to their prior intelligence, Asura was only a First-Grade Spirit Master. To think that he was actually a Second-Grade Spirit Master!

"That’s right. I, Asura, am a Second-Grade Spirit Master!" Mo Qianqian declared. "I told you that you would be the death of yourself. Now, you can die!"