344: Chapter 77: The Young Prince of Qin Mansion 344: Chapter 77: The Young Prince of Qin Mansion “Are you sure?
Kill them all?”
Ao Ying raised an eyebrow slightly.
She naturally enjoyed killing, but she did not expect such words to come from the mouth of a human cultivator.
“Kill.”
There wasn’t the slightest ripple in Xie Xuanyi’s eyes as he gently uttered the word.
This word echoed and transmitted through the void!
“Xie Zhen?
I called you Master in vain!”
A Loose Cultivator, who was at the forefront, heard their conversation, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He angrily yelled, attempting to retreat.
But it was already too late.
Ao Ying made her move in an instant!
Even though she was severely injured and her cultivation had greatly decreased, preventing her from contending with the Saint Heir, she was beyond the capabilities of such a Loose Cultivator.
Hiss!
A red sleeve swept out, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and in an instant, it pierced through the man’s chest!
Immediately afterward, her fingers exerted force.
The man’s chest suddenly shattered, his still-viable heart completely gouged out, following the retreating red sleeve, it returned to the palm of Ao Ying’s hand.
“Gurgle…”
The demoness did not bother to hold herself back any longer, grabbing the pulsating heart, she opened her mouth and swallowed it, her face covered in blood.
The vital energy of this fallen cultivator was completely drawn out.
Ao Ying faintly exhaled a breath of vital breath.
Though she possessed a face of national beauty and divine fragrance.
She was slowly chewing a human heart.
This scene.
Was truly bewitchingly malevolent to the utmost.
“Xie Zhen, you are truly a demon!
Irredeemable!”
“Conspiring with demons!
How can you justify this to Lotus Peak!”
“Your master rebelled against the Dao years ago.
Do you intend to emulate him?!”
“It’s not too late to turn back now!”
The Loose Cultivators exclaimed in horror, preparing to turn around, but unfortunately, the Great Yue Iron Cavalry was behind them.
They wore troubled expressions and still swept towards the direction where Xie Xuanyi stood.
Sounds of angry scolding and rebukes echoed through the air!
Xie Xuanyi stood with his hands behind his back, atop a Flying Sword.
He indifferently watched these cultivators.
These sounds of fury felt familiar to him.
Familiarly laughable.
Familiarly ironic.
Eventually, Xie Xuanyi looked towards Ao Ying, who was still chewing the human heart, and frowned as he urged, “Isn’t it time to hurry up?”
The demoness’s expression was mockingly playful, with a smile.
This scene, in her view, was rather interesting.
These people did not know that the Xie Zhen standing before them was actually Xie Xuanyi, who had died ten years ago.
This scolding of blaming others, upon knowing the identity of their master, seemed even more mocking.
“Are you sure, to kill them all, not sparing a single one?”
Ao Ying once again confirmed, cautiously adding, “After killing them, can you remove the sword gu?”
Xie Xuanyi gave the demoness a cold glance.
The next moment, Ao Ying’s expression changed drastically; she felt the Sword Qi within her body emit a shrill whine, and her meridians in acute pain, as if pierced by needles.
The meaning of that cold glance couldn’t be clearer.
Where do you get the right to bargain?
The demoness gritted her teeth, and in an instant, she swept out from atop the Sword Qi, striking at the human cultivators rushing towards them.
Employing large and vicious moves typical of the Demon Race—killing for their hearts, flaying their skins, their methods were brutal but the efficiency was extremely high…
Within moments, the demoness had slew the majority of these dozen or so men.
Only two remained, who could no longer continue their insults and hurriedly shifted direction, controlling their swords to escape towards the Great Yue Iron Cavalry.
Ao Ying, covered in fresh blood, narrowed her eyes and sensed something amiss.
She looked at her blood-drenched palms.
Randomly picking up a shattered skull, the cultivator within still muttered incessantly, but in his pupils, a dreamlike, glassy glow flickered and passed.
[“Ruyi Dao can confuse one’s mind.
The person before you has had their Heart Lake corroded by the Ruyi Dao.
Without external intervention, there is almost no possibility of recovery.”]
The reminder from Qing Li was vivid in her mind.
“Is this…
Ruyi Dao?”
Ao Ying immediately understood why Xie Xuanyi had instructed her to kill.
These Loose Cultivators had their Heart Lakes disturbed by the Ruyi Dao.
Their earlier cries for help, screams, and rebukes…
were all fake.
Those two who fled towards the Great Yue Iron Cavalry were not even considered “targets for elimination” by the Iron Cavalry.
The entire Great Yue Kingdom was shrouded by the Ruyi Dao; whoever became a puppet of the Ruyi Dao, regardless of the skin they wore, had no fundamental difference from the Iron Cavalry.
Simply donning a suit of armor, they too would become part of the torrent of Iron Cavalry.
“Your actions were swift, but it’s a pity you didn’t clean up completely.”
Sword Qi swept by, and Ao Ying was pulled onto the Flying Sword by Xuanyi.
She hadn’t expected that her earlier bloody slaughter would not only avoid criticism but also receive praise.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
As he spoke, Xie Xuanyi, expressionless, lifted his sleeve and pointed, sending two streams of Sword Qi flying, catching up with the two disheveled Sword Cultivators fleeing through the air, and blasting them into an explosion.
Blood mist scattered.
This group of Loose Cultivators, all were dead, no one spared.
Ao Ying stared blankly in the direction where the blood mist dispersed.
What would have happened if Xie Xuanyi had been soft-hearted just now, agreeing to strike, letting these people come close?
Although these cultivators were not of high realms, with the strongest merely in the Qi-controlling Realm…
but if a Qi-controlling Realm cultivator no longer wanted to live and detonated their entire Primordial Energy, the destructive power they could unleash was not to be underestimated.
Even normal Grotto Heavens might not be able to retreat unscathed.
Most importantly.
All around, were the Iron Cavalry transformed by the Ruyi Dao.
Once affected, it would be one wrong step after another.
Ao Ying asked in confusion, “Can you see through the Ruyi Dao Rules?
Hence, you executed the killing moves?”
“Human nature is fundamentally evil.”
Xie Xuanyi said expressionlessly, “I am unsure of the Ruyi Dao Rules, but how can I be unclear about them?”
Loose Cultivators are the most humble yet the smartest Cultivators under the heavens.
Several of these people harbor resentment towards themselves.
Xie Xuanyi did not know.
But he knew one thing—should they truly encounter danger, hoping that someone would save their lives, who would dare to harbor such grievances?
“…What exactly did you go through?”
Ao Ying sighed lightly.
She truly could not see through this man.
The next moment, the Sword Qi changed direction, and Xie Xuanyi thought of rushing towards the direction of the iron cavalry.
“There is another one.”
Xie Xuanyi’s Divine Thought enveloped this world.
Although restricted by the Ruyi Dao, he still detected the “anomaly” among the charging iron cavalry.
These Loose Cultivators would not appear here for no reason.
He raised his hand and tore.
With a rustling sound, the void shattered, and a small array formed by hundreds of talismans was torn apart, with talismans flying amidst the swirling dust.
A young prince in an embroidered golden black robe stood right in the center of the talismans, engulfed in numerous lights and fire, with a single palm placed before his chest, truly a picture of majestic wealth.
“Little Prince, it is indeed fate to meet again.”
Xie Xuanyi stood on his Flying Sword, gazing indifferently at the young man before him.
Qin Wanyang’s eyes flickered with the luster of colored glaze.
Clearly, the Ruyi Dao had entered his Heart Lake.
“Xie Zhen…
you indeed have perceptive eyes.”
Qin Wanyang opened his mouth with a smile, “This is the Three Dust Incense Fire Array from the Taoist sect.
To be able to discern this array amidst such chaos, you are more formidable than I imagined.”
Xie Xuanyi casually reached out again.
A wisp of Sword Qi howled out.”
Qin Wanyang stepped back instantaneously.
But a piece of talisman paper tightly clasped in his palm was pierced by the Sword Qi, taken high into the air, and finally grabbed by Xie Xuanyi.
This was a Mirroring God Talisman connected to the Heart Lake, recording images.
The scene of these Loose Cultivators crying for help, slaughtered by Xie Xuanyi and Ao Ying, was all recorded within the talisman.
“Little Prince, why bother to set such a clumsy trap?”
Xie Xuanyi said indifferently, “Even if this talisman paper were to be exposed, what could it possibly amount to?”
“Master Xie’s words, I do not understand,” said Qin Wanyang with a light sigh.
“It was just coincidence that I saw and recorded it.”
Xie Xuanyi calmly looked at the Little Prince before him.
Now, Qin Wanyang’s eyes flickered with the brilliance of colored glaze.
Clearly, his Heart Lake was contaminated by the Ruyi Dao…
yet his actions didn’t seem to be controlled by Emperor Qi.
Emperor Qi’s lingering thoughts multiplied by the millions.
Even in the Heavenly Human Realm, one can’t precisely control the flow of every wisp of Tao Thought.
Those iron cavalry and low-ranked Cultivators, approaching Xie Xuanyi, had only one purpose—to complete the final assassination!
Emperor Qi himself was locked in battle with the True Dragon, his divided attention was limited.
The commands he issued were also extremely simple.
That was to kill all living beings within the Great Yue Kingdom and refine them all!
However, Qin Wanyang’s “actions” were much more complex.
“Coincidence…
there are not so many coincidences…”
Xie Xuanyi spoke faintly.
Actually, when he first saw him in the Imperial City.
He felt that this Little Prince was somewhat strange.
The Three Dust Incense Fire Array of the Taoist sect is indeed an extremely rare array pattern…
Although the Qin Family is powerful, only Qin Qianlian is part of the Taoist sect, and he seldom appears.
How did this third son of the Qin family learn such rare array patterns?
Qin Wanyang’s Heart Lake was invaded by the Ruyi Dao, yet he hadn’t completely lost consciousness.
This scene was similar to “Prince Jiu.”
The only explanation Xie Xuanyi could think of.
Was that behind Qin Wanyang, there was another high-ranking Taoist.
This Taoist expert had left a wisp of Divine Thought in the Little Prince’s Heart Lake.
After the Ruyi Dao invaded the Heart Lake.
This wisp of Divine Thought took the dominant position, reigning supreme.
“I heard that Yan Xie the Immortal came to the Great Chu Imperial City.”
Xie Xuanyi looked into Qin Wanyang’s eyes and said pointedly, “Very few people know about the Three Dust Incense Fire Array, only a handful, and Yan Xie the Immortal…
is indeed one of them.”
“…”
Qin Wanyang merely slowly lifted his head and remarked, “I also heard that, years ago, World Pavilion’s Feng Shu and Da Sui Sword Palace’s Xie Xuanyi made a bet.
After losing the bet, Feng Shu gifted out the Taoist array patterns.
Thus, among those who know the Three Dust Incense Fire Array, another person should be added.”
“Ha.”
Xie Xuanyi chuckled lightly, looking at Qin Wanyang as if looking at a dead man.
He slowly asked, “Do you know what the consequences of saying these words will be?”
The words fell.
Qin Wanyang’s eyes of colored glaze flickered and were ultimately engulfed by darkness.
He looked up and asked in return, “Yan Xie is nothing but a wisp of Divine Thought at the moment.
Even if it’s erased, it doesn’t matter.
But if you kill the Little Prince of Qin Mansion, do you know what the consequences will be when the news reaches Da Chu?”
“To kill is to kill, what consequences could there possibly be…”
Xie Xuanyi shook his head unconcernedly and said coldly, “Not to mention that the news won’t reach there, even if it does, how serious can the consequences of killing a little Prince of Qin Mansion be?”