The number of soul masters on the entire continent was actually not large.
Soul masters, as a precious strategic talent reserve, had always had extraordinary identities. Even if your talent was extremely poor, as long as you became a soul master, your life and future would be several times better than ordinary people.
It was impossible to fall to the point of becoming a bandit!
Inside the carriage, sensing the soul power fluctuations rising outside, the long-haired woman handed the youngest one to Wang Zhong and pleaded, "Please, young master, help keep an eye on our fourth sister!"
As soon as she finished speaking, both of them released their martial souls. It was the same Nether Ghost Cat, and two clear yellow soul rings also rose beneath their feet. In an instant, they disappeared into the carriage.
With all three sisters gone at once, a look of worry appeared in the pair of curious eyes.
Wang Zhong gently stroked the girl's head and said in a soothing voice, "They'll be fine, don't worry!"
The gentle voice seemed to have a comforting power, gently smoothing away the girl's worries.
"Big brother, why are your eyes emerald green?" the girl asked with a hint of confusion and innocence.
"That's the color of leaves," Wang Zhong said softly, taking her small hand and guiding her to sit beside him.
"What's wrong, are these eyes not good?"
"No, they are very beautiful, like gems, shining brightly. They are extremely pretty!" the girl said, pursing her lips slightly with admiration.
Such praise made Wang Zhong feel a strange happiness. He also complimented, "Your eyes are also very beautiful."
"A dazzling deep purple, as quiet and magnificent as the night sky!"
Being praised was often a happy and joyful thing. A smile bloomed on the girl's face, and she softly asked, "Big brother, my name is Zhu Zhuqing, what is your name?"
"I, my name is Wang Zhong," Wang Zhong replied with a smile, gently pinching her tender little face.
Outside the carriage, Zhu Zhuqing's three older sisters were now back-to-back, carefully observing the more than ten people around them.
Including the so-called Boss Zhao, among those present, there were three two-ring soul masters, five one-ring soul masters, and seven no-ring individuals, totaling fifteen people.
Although the number of soul masters was not small, among the fifteen people present, not a single one had a yellow soul ring; they were all white!
"No, no, you're not Boss Zhao!"
The old guard head beside them, with wide eyes staring at the leader of the fifteen people, exclaimed.
"Old Guard Head, your eyesight is getting worse and worse."
"If I'm not Boss Zhao, then who could I be!"
Boss Zhao wore a rough linen robe. His cheeks were thin, even gaunt, but his eyes were terrifyingly bright, with a fierce, beast-like look.
His body was not strong and covered in scars, as hideous and terrifying as centipedes.
These scars were left from countless battles and near-death experiences in the struggle for territory and resources. It was precisely this life-risking mentality that allowed him, despite his gaunt appearance, to become the sole interceptor on this road, with more than ten subordinates following him, trying to make a living.
"I've been dealing with Boss Zhao for almost a year. He's not a soul master at all! Not to mention we parted ways less than half a year ago. How could he possibly have gone from not being a soul master to a great soul master with two rings in such a short time!"
The old guard head repeatedly shook his head, indicating it was impossible.
"Tsk!"
"Old Guard Head, you talk too much!"
"I told you to scram, so hurry up and scram! If it weren't for the fact that you've always been polite to me, I would have killed you today!"
Boss Zhao bared his blackened teeth, his eyes filled with intense killing intent and a bloody aura, making the old guard head tremble.
"What kind of skill is it to bully an old man? Come at us if you dare!"
"If we three sisters don't beat you all to a pulp, then our surname isn't Zhu!"
The eldest sister roared furiously through gritted teeth.
"Eldest sister is Zhu Zhuyun, second sister is Zhu Zhuxia, and third sister is Zhu Zhuyi."
Inside the carriage, little Zhu Zhuqing peeked out the window, pointing at the three sisters with her finger, introducing them one by one.
Wang Zhong nodded and smiled, his gaze falling on the group led by Boss Zhao, his eyes showing a hint of doubt.
One by one, the soul power fluctuations emanating from those people were faint and extremely unstable, as if they would dissipate at any moment.
Taking another look, and the strong smell of blood emanating from them, Wang Zhong already had an answer.
"Evil soul masters!"
"And they've only been evil soul masters for a short time."
With this answer, Wang Zhong's brows twitched. His mental power quietly spread out, with the carriage as the center, encompassing a radius of a thousand miles.
About two hundred meters to the southeast of the carriage, hidden by trees, were three figures, all over thirty years old. They stood with their arms crossed, seemingly monitoring every move here.
The three wore clothes of different colors and had significant differences in their builds: one was tall, one was fat, and one was short and thin.
On the brows of the three, Wang Zhong saw a white flame mark!
"White, yellow, purple, black, red. White is a disciple of the Sacred Spirit Sect, a marginal figure."
Recalling what Qian Renxue had once said, and after subsequent research, Wang Zhong roughly understood.
In the Sacred Spirit Sect, the status of disciples was distinguished by the color of the flame on their brows, from bottom to top: white disciples, yellow followers, purple core disciples, black hall masters, and red elders.
The three individuals before him had white flames on their brows, indicating the lowest status in the Sacred Spirit Sect, even not considered disciples, just marginal figures.
"Nether Ghost Cat! These three are all from the Star Luo Empire's Empress faction!"
"Two yellow hundred-year soul rings, it seems their status in the Zhu family is that of core disciples."
"Should we take action and kill these three? Judging by their physique and movements, they should still be virgins, which would be very beneficial for your and my cultivation."
"The core disciples of the Zhu family must have strong individuals accompanying them when they go out, so let's not act rashly."
"Yes, that's right."
"There's still one person in the carriage who hasn't come down. Although we don't know if it's the guardian of those Zhu family girls, it's still better to be cautious."
Just as Wang Zhong was observing the three, the three sisters outside the carriage simultaneously made their move. The speed boost and skill enhancement brought by their top-tier martial soul, the Nether Ghost Cat.
How could this group of extremely weak individuals be a match for the three sisters?
In just a few moves, they were all subdued.
Especially the one named Boss Zhao, he received special attention from Zhu Zhuyun, and was beaten to the point where his entire body was almost deformed.
"Big sisters, we were wrong, we'll never dare to do it again!"
"Spare us!"
"We will reform ourselves and become new people from now on!"
Cries of agony and pleas for mercy rang out, sincere and solemn.
The three, having just ventured out, felt a pang of sympathy and were about to let them go when Wang Zhong, carrying Zhu Zhuqing, descended from the carriage and approached Boss Zhao.
With a hint of curiosity, he asked, "Hearing Old Uncle Wei speak earlier, you were an ordinary person six months ago."
"I'm very curious, how did you go from being an ordinary person to a great soul master with two rings in such a short time."
"I also want to become a soul master, I wonder if you would be willing to take me in!"
His soft, laughing voice stunned everyone present.
Someone actually wanted to join them!
In the distance, hearing Wang Zhong's words, the three figures carefully observed Wang Zhong before simultaneously shouting, "Attack!"
"A trash who isn't a soul master, there's no need to let such a fat piece of meat slip away!"