Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 1003 - 1003 989 Ambush

Chapter 1003: Chapter 989: Ambush Chapter 1003: Chapter 989: Ambush Su Zhanze had waited a few more days, and finally, that evening, Xiang Zi at last sent a message.

Chen Yu brought over the pigeon-carried message from Xiang Zi.

Su Zhanze looked at it.

The content was brief, noting that in three days, Ren Xiongbei would conduct a transaction with Fang Ziren, and the location of the transaction was clearly specified.

“Do you know where they’re planning their transaction?” Chen Yu asked.

Su Zhanze handed him the letter; he now had only three days.

Chen Yu had faith in Su Zhanze’s abilities and asked, “Should we take this opportunity to break out and steal everything they have?”

After hearing this, Su Zhanze countered with a question, “Is Ren Xiongbei’s sweetheart nearby?”

Very few people knew about Ren Xiongbei’s secret lover, and those who did were mostly from the Immortal City Sect. Ever since his falling out with Ren Xiongbei while at the Immortal City Sect, Su Zhanze thought that one day they would become irreconcilable enemies. Since then, he began to seek methods to understand Ren Xiongbei better and had even secretly learned Ren Xiongbei’s martial arts. The saying went, “Know thyself, know thy enemy, and you will never be defeated.”

“Right, does the leader have any plans?”

Of course, there had to be a plan. If they truly managed to steal their Black Volume and Red Volume, they would undoubtedly leave a trail behind, which he didn’t want to deal with unnecessary trouble. Suddenly, a plan formed in his chest, and he said, “Let’s go find his sweetheart.”

“Find his sweetheart?”

“Yes, send another letter to Xiang Zi; once he receives the letter, he’ll know what to do.”

It appeared Su Zhanze indeed had a plan.

With a cold smile, Su Zhanze thought, I must have a good play with these two fools. While talking, he touched his wrinkled face again.

Ren Xiongbei did have a sweetheart, named Lin Ruoqin, a brothel courtesan whom he adored tremendously. However, being a man of righteous factions, he didn’t want to be the subject of gossip, so he bought a residence, redeemed her, and visited her whenever he could.

On this day, Ren Xiongbei was strolling down the street, having confirmed that in two days, they would proceed to the designated location for the transaction. He was confident of victory and naturally very pleased.

“Qin’er, what are you doing here?” Ren Xiongbei suddenly pushed aside the people following behind him, including his son.

Ren Haotian knew about his father’s lover too but, since his mother had passed away early and his father was not too excessive, never bringing her back to the Immortal City Sect, he simply turned a blind eye.

Lin Ruoqin came running over and said, “Brother Ren, I didn’t expect to meet you here.” She was immediately overjoyed, her eyes brimming with affection. She continued, “You haven’t come to see me for such a long time. I was getting so restless at home, I had to come out and walk around.”

“You know that I’ve been very busy lately,” he replied, glancing behind him.

“You have to keep me company this time, otherwise I absolutely will not let you go back,” she said, already grasping Ren Xiongbei’s hand.

Ren Xiongbei started to feel a bit embarrassed, especially since the street was not short of onlookers and his disciples were looking on from afar. He quickly called out, “Tian’er, take our men back to the inn first.”

Ren Haotian really wanted to mention that they still had important matters to attend to.

But Ren Xiongbei was already being pulled away by the woman.

“I’ve been longing for you, stars in my eyes – did you miss me at all?” Lin Ruoqin let loose a string of cheesy lines.

How could this man withstand the loneliness? After calculating a bit, he realized there were still two days left, which wouldn’t affect their plans, so he followed her.

That day, Xiang Zi found Ren Haotian, bursting in with a message.

“What’s the matter?” Ren Haotian was still worried that the young lady might jeopardize their big plans, especially since they were supposed to go through with the transaction with Fang Ziren tonight; anxiety was inevitable.

“This is from Fang Ziren to the Sect Leader,” Xiang Zi handed the note to Ren Haotian.

Ren Haotian received it and opened the somewhat damp note. Despite the paper being wet and the handwriting slightly blurred, the content was clear enough to shock him as he exclaimed, “What, the transaction has been moved to tomorrow night?”

“Right, I was surprised too, I don’t know what that guy is planning,” Xiang Zi said, wringing out his wet clothes.

“Why is it wet?” Ren Haotian inquired, referring to the somewhat ambiguous handwriting.

“I accidentally fell into the water and got it wet,” Xiang Zi replied.

“What is Fang Ziren up to?”

“Perhaps, he has something else going on. Even if we hang him out to dry, he won’t be able to cause any problems,” Xiang Zi added. “You must tell your father.”

“Got it.”

“Did something happen to them?”

“They probably haven’t.”

Ren Haotian didn’t believe that Fang Ziren would dare to pull any tricks, for if he did, the entire Immortal City Sect would be at odds with him.

“Fang Ziren wouldn’t be so bold, would he?”

Ren Haotian sent Xiang Zi away, saying, “I will tell my father about this.”

Su Zhanze was in the woods; he had everything prepared and was just waiting for nightfall.

Xiang Zi came running over and said, “I’ve completed the tasks that the Vice Sect Leader ordered, what else needs to be arranged?”

“Did you give him the message?”

“Uh-huh, I’ve already given it to him, and he won’t notice,” Xiang Zi declared confidently.

“Okay, Xiang Zi, tomorrow morning have someone tell Wan Shajiang of the Qingxuan Sect that Ren Xiongbei of the Immortal City Sect is at Little Lotus Manor, and he has with him both the Red Volume and the Black Volume,” Su Zhanze said confidently. This time, he had to make Ren Xiongbei take a fall from which not even jumping into the Yellow River could cleanse him.

“Understood, the people from the Qingxuan Sect will definitely arrive on time.” Xiang Zi knew that the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect had long believed it was Ren Xiongbei who had taken advantage of the chaos to kill Liu Yunzhi in order to obtain the Red Volume, and now that Wan Shajiang had become the new Sect Leader, he too wanted the Dragon Slaying Secret Manual.

For Su Zhanze, getting his hands on the Dragon Slaying Secret Manual was a must; he couldn’t fully trust the madman Longhun. Moreover, he would not allow Ren Xiongbei to obtain the Secret Manual; that guy didn’t deserve it.

“Have all our people arrived?”

“They have, and the four top masters have arrived as well; they won’t be able to escape even if they had wings,” Chen Yu said.

“Good, the Secret Manual’s Black Volume must be on Fang Ziren’s person,” Su Zhanze said, clenching his fists tightly.

Fang Ziren led a group of people non-stop toward the designated place; he too wished to acquire the entire Secret Manual.

Xiong Shuobo, who followed Fang Ziren, still felt some unease because too many people desired the Dragon Slaying Secret Manual. “Damn it, Ren Xiongbei better not be playing tricks on us,” he muttered fearfully, worried about the possibility of deception and theft.

“He won’t. Soon everyone will know about our exchange. If he dares to snatch it, it means going against the Heavenly City Sect and then no one in the Demon Domain will accept him. It’s not worth it.”

“But would he willingly give us the Dragon Slaying Secret Manual’s Red Volume?”

“Heh, when the time comes, I’ll handle the trade. I’ll make sure everything is correct before handing over the Red Volume to him. If he dares to play tricks, he can forget about getting the Black Volume. Without both the Red Volume and the Black Volume, he’ll only end up with a deviated cultivation,” Fang Ziren said confidently.

“Right, if he dares to mess with us, he won’t get the Black Volume.”

Fang Ziren continued, “Ren Xiongbei wouldn’t dare to cause trouble, trust me.” In terms of manpower, Fang Ziren was no less prepared than Ren Xiongbei, which he knew very well. What was most important was that he was especially in need of the Red Volume. He had already made a copy of the Black Volume.

He and Ren Xiongbei had agreed that they must trade the original volumes. The handwriting in the original Red Volume and Black Volume was exactly the same and recognizable at a glance, so he believed that Ren Xiongbei could not pull any tricks. To forge a copy identical in every way and utterly undetectable would be impossible; it would take at least six months to accomplish.

“As long as we have the complete Dragon Slaying Secret Manual, our Heavenly City Sect will also have hope,” he had always believed that the Heavenly City Sect was just one manual away from greatness and then asked, “When will Gu Xueyun arrive?”

“He will arrive with our people tomorrow morning.”

“Excellent.”

Everything was deadly quiet. Fang Ziren asked, “How much further?”

“We’ll be there in half an hour,” Xiong Shuobo said.

They hurried forward with more than fifty people, wanting to complete the exchange before dark. He didn’t wish to delay here; the longer they stayed, the greater the danger.

They reached the designated location, but it was eerily silent; there wasn’t even a sound. The atmosphere was strange—as if it were a trap.

“Damn it, Ren Xiongbei, how dare you set me up!” Fang Ziren prepared to turn back.

Before he could completely turn around, a dozen fireballs shot out, raining down like arrows.

“Damn it, Ren Xiongbei, you bastard, do you want to be an enemy of the Heavenly City Sect?” He drew his sword and shouted, “Signal for help!”

The fireballs fell into the crowd, exploding with loud bangs. In no time, chaos ensued, and by the time they realized what was happening, they were already surrounded by a large group of people in black, all of them masked.

“You bastard Ren Xiongbei, dare you play tricks on me.” Only Ren Xiongbei’s people would know the location of the trade; who else could it be?

Dozens of black-clothed individuals holding ferocious monsters eyed them hungrily, encircling them tightly.

The lead person in black, with a lowered voice, commanded, “Kill them all.”

Fang Ziren wasn’t afraid of Ren Xiongbei; he knew Ren Xiongbei’s martial arts abilities. Drawing his sword, he charged toward the front man in black, intending to gauge Ren Xiongbei’s true skills.

The man at the front was wearing a mask.

Fang Ziren kicked off with the tip of his foot, leaped into the air, spun around like a swooping hawk, gripping his long sword tightly, and slashed downward with a move called ‘Monkey Worshipping Buddha,’ creating a whirlwind of sword shadows that flashed towards the masked figure.

“Come on, I’ve been wanting to test your skills,” Fang Ziren said, though he didn’t dare to be careless. Compared to Su Hong and Qiao Fanfeng, Ren Xiongbei’s martial arts could only be considered average, yet he was still a rare expert in the realm of immortals and demons.