The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy
Chapter 303. Absolutely correct

Chapter 303: 303. Absolutely correct

Di Ao suddenly turned his head to look at her: "Do you still have time to make sarcastic remarks? Why haven’t you taken care of Qiao Sen yet?"

"We are ready to act."

The shadow gradually disappeared, leaving only one sentence: "You better get going and escape now, go meet up with Di Jingying."

Di Ao stared intently at the place she vanished, then quickly picked up a cloak and put it on, pushed open the door, and hurriedly walked out.

The courtyard outside was covered with snow, and a servant with a scarf was cleaning. Upon seeing Di Ao come out, the servant quickly bowed his head in greeting.

Di Ao ignored the servant, put on her hat, and turned to walk towards the back gate of the Di Mansion.

After she left, the servant watched her back and slowly took off the scarf, revealing the face of Zhao Luofei.

She had been hiding in Fang Zhou’s room for a while now. Although Fang Zhou was still alive, Zhao Luofei hadn’t given up on assassinating Di Ao; otherwise, with her capability, she would have already left.

However, since Di Ao was assassinated last time, she’s been extremely cautious and hasn’t given Zhao Luofei any more opportunities.

But today somehow feels different?

Zhao Luofei wrapped the scarf back around and hurriedly followed after.

Di Ao’s movements appeared unhurried, yet her pace was fast, quickly approaching the back door of the Di Mansion.

Just as she was about to open the door, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Lord Di, where are you planning to go so late?"

Di Ao’s whole body froze. She slowly turned around and saw a somewhat careless woman standing behind her.

This woman was Yang Suhua, one of the loyal royal attendants who stayed by Di Ao’s side even during her downfall.

Although Di Ao never doubted Yang Suhua, appearing here and stopping her now meant something, and Di Ao understood this with a little thought.

"Yang Suhua, what do you mean?"

Di Ao asked coldly.

"Nothing at all."

Yang Suhua chuckled: "But it’s so dangerous outside in the middle of the night; you better stay in the mansion and not run around."

Though she was smiling, she was quite anxious inside.

Just now, Zhou Tong had sent a message about Qiao Sen finding Li Shuhua and planned to activate her, the insider, to keep an eye on Di Ao.

Yang Suhua had just received the message not long ago when Di Ao seemed ready to flee, clearly having gotten word.

Yang Suhua had no choice but to reveal her identity prematurely to stop her, as letting Di Ao slip away in the middle of the night would make it hard to find her again.

Di Ao stared intently at Yang Suhua, then suddenly laughed: "Oh, I see. You’ve been with me for almost two years. You can’t be Qiao Sen’s person. The only explanation is that that old witch Qiao Zhi never really trusted me."

Yang Suhua still wore a carefree smile, but her gaze turned cold: "Now you know, it’s not too late."

"Lu Yu!"

Di Ao suddenly shouted in anger.

From a corner, a shadow dashed out and lunged at Yang Suhua.

This was another royal attendant by Di Ao’s side.

Yang Suhua and Lu Yu had followed Di Ao for over two years; they were familiar with each other and often sparred.

Seeing Lu Yu charge out, Yang Suhua wasn’t surprised. The two immediately engaged, fighting fiercely.

Di Ao quickly turned to open the door, finding someone standing on the other side.

Both sides were stunned, but the other reacted first, kicking at Di Ao.

Di Ao raised her hand in panic to block, getting kicked back into the courtyard with a thud.

Zhou Tong had finally arrived.

Blame it on Di Ao’s residence being too close to the Imperial Palace; Zhou Tong hadn’t taken long to arrive after leaving.

She initially intended to sneak in through the back door, but Di Ao enthusiastically opened the door for her instead.

Naturally, Zhou Tong wouldn’t be polite, delivering a hearty kick as a greeting.

Di Ao was kicked away, falling into the snow, her arm going numb.

Being in the Foundation Establishment Realm was useless; she could handle Qi Refinement Realm minions but instantly faltered when faced with someone of the same level.

Zhou Tong hadn’t expected Yang Suhua to reveal her identity early, but even at two against two, they had the advantage.

Di Ao endured the pain and got up from the ground, seeing Zhou Tong charging at her.

As soon as they engaged, Di Ao was in peril, forced to flee and shout, "Do you want to see me dead?"

"Hehehe!"

Accompanied by a sinister laugh, a shadow suddenly darted out from the corner.

This was a real shadow, gliding swiftly over the snow to Zhou Tong’s feet.

Zhou Tong was startled and stomped abruptly on the shadow.

"Bang!"

The massive force sent nearby snow flying.

The shadow, however, deftly evaded Zhou Tong’s attack, darting behind her.

A woman dressed in black sprang from the shadow, throwing a punch at Zhou Tong’s back.

Zhou Tong felt a gust from behind and quickly twisted to dodge, counterattacking with her fist.

Several black lines suddenly shot from the hand of the woman in black, entangling Zhou Tong’s arm.

With a muffled thud, Zhou Tong was hit in the back and sent flying, pulled back by the black lines wrapped around her arms and tossed towards the fighting Yang Suhua and Lu Yu.

Yang Suhua and Lu Yu were evenly matched, but Zhou Tong was thrown over, forcing Lu Yu to quickly dodge while Yang Suhua reached out to catch, getting knocked away.

The woman in black easily defeated Zhou Tong, turned, and looked at Di Ao, sneering: "Di Ao, can’t you even escape properly?"

It’s the first time Di Ao had seen the woman responsible for her liaison, her face devoid of life.

Despite being ridiculed, Di Ao silently rushed out the back door, her face pale with anger.

Seeing Di Ao escape, Lu Yu decided to leave the scene too, quickly following Di Ao out the back door.

"Hmm?"

The woman in black turned to look at the corner, waved a hand, and a black line shot out, dragging out a woman dressed as a servant.

The one dragged out was Zhao Luofei.

She had been hiding on the side, watching, and tried to follow Di Ao but was spotted by the woman in black as soon as she moved, dragged out directly.

"General Zhao?"

Zhou Tong and Yang Suhua also stood back up, seeing the face revealed beneath the scarf, exclaiming in surprise.

Zhao Luofei was well-known among the generals for being the first high-ranking official to openly support Qiao Sen.

Zhou Tong and Yang Suhua couldn’t be bothered with the escaping Di Ao, rushing over to rescue Zhao Luofei.

The woman in black raised her other hand, shooting dozens of black lines at Zhou Tong and Yang Suhua.

The two couldn’t dodge, immediately getting entangled by the black lines, tightly binding their limbs and neck.

Likewise, Zhao Luofei was bound by black lines around her hands, feet, and neck, unable to breathe.

The woman in black instantly subdued the three, displaying terrifying power.

"You don’t stay in the secluded mountains and cultivate, instead wasting time in the mundane world. You deserve to be strangled like chicks."

The woman in black taunted in an extremely annoying tone: "Am I right?"

"Absolutely right!"

A clear voice suddenly rang from above.

Immediately, a sword light descended from the sky, slicing through all the black lines.