Next, Long Ao devoted himself completely to cultivating the inheritance-stripping art.
An unknown amount of time passed.
"Shanggong Yuan, do you know what my relationship is with Long Ao?"
Shaking his head, Shanggong Yuan replied with great curiosity, "I do not. Please, enlighten me, Senior."
"I'm from the Long Family."
Long Batian didn't elaborate, but Shanggong Yuan wasn't a fool. He understood the implication. Before he could even process the shock, his Divine Spirit was devoured.
Long Batian was a Celestial Divine Martial Artist, while Shanggong Yuan was merely a Void God. The gap between them was far too great.
"Ao'Er, don't tell anyone about me. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
Long Ao understood his ancestor's intentions perfectly. He turned, left the cave, and returned to the family estate. Only then did the rest of the Long Family learn he was back.
