Kill three True Lords

Actually, Chen Yuan's plan hadn't been fully explained; what he said just now was only one possibility.

If Wang Yuting knew his identity and felt wary, fearing that Mr. Zuo had attached himself to him.

Then she might very well go all the way and eliminate both of them directly.

In that case, he couldn't be blamed for taking advantage of the situation.

Two hours later, Chen Yuan and Mr. Zuo arrived at the hillside path of the Purple Thunder Mountain Range in a cloud carriage.

This place was overgrown with trees, truly a good spot for an ambush.

However, for the two of them, it was completely unnecessary, as they weren't here to rob anyone.

About an hour later, a cyan cloud carriage sped toward them, pulled by five Tier 3 Black Mane horses, their fur pitch-black, the sound of their hooves echoing in the silent mountain forest.

The driver was an Elder of the Wang Family named Wang Baichuan, whose cultivation was at the Middle Stage Nascent Soul.

Seeing someone blocking the road ahead, he pulled the reins, and the Black Mane horses immediately let out a long neigh.

On the cyan cloud carriage behind, Wang Yuting asked with an unhappy expression, "Elder Baichuan, why did you stop suddenly?"

Wang Baichuan replied respectfully and hurriedly, "Eldest Young Miss, someone is blocking the road ahead."

"Blocking the road? Heh, who is so bold? To actually dare to block my Wang Family's vehicle?"

"Replying to Eldest Young Miss, the one blocking the road is Mr. Zuo."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuting pulled back the carriage curtain and leaped down, and at the same moment, her personal maids instantly guarded her on both sides.

Wang Yuting's gaze was like a torch as she looked at the two on the hillside, and after a moment, she nodded to the maid on one side.

The maid acknowledged the order and vanished from the spot instantly.

The two maids were named Wang Chun and Wang Xia, who had served by Wang Yuting's side since childhood.

When she was young, Wang Yuting went out once without them and encountered an assassination.

After that crisis, she became sensitive, suspicious, and insecure.

Afterwards, the two of them almost ate and slept with Wang Yuting, never leaving her side.

Ten breaths later, Wang Chun returned and whispered two sentences in Wang Yuting's ear.

After listening, Wang Yuting's eyes flashed, and she felt a surge of joy in her heart.

"As expected of the number one playboy of the Tianqing Sect, he doesn't even bring a guard when he goes out."

She muttered to herself, then leaped with Chun and Xia to land in front of Chen Yuan and Mr. Zuo, with Wang Baichuan following closely behind.

"Mr. Zuo, you have a lot of nerve to dare to block my path."

Cold light flickered in Wang Yuting's eyes; if she killed Mr. Zuo, she would be the Family's greatest contributor, stepping one step closer to the position of Family Head.

Mr. Zuo's expression was arrogant; with Chen Yuan backing him, he was full of confidence.

He flicked his sleeve, pointed at Wang Yuting's nose, and said arrogantly, "Hand over the soul protection jade pendant and the soul recovery pill you auctioned off obediently, or you'll regret it."

Chen Yuan, standing by, twitched his mouth; when did he say he was going to rob? Was Mr. Zuo's head filled with manure?

One moment sober, the next moment brain-dead.

Wang Yuting frowned slightly; for Mr. Zuo to say this without bringing guards, he must have some reliance.

She glanced at the person beside Mr. Zuo, who was eight feet tall and had a distinguished appearance, and her heart sank; could Mr. Zuo's reliance be this Young Master?

The originally arrogant Mr. Zuo suddenly let out an "Ouch" and covered the back of his head.

He looked confused, "Young Master Chen, why did you hit me?"

Chen Yuan shouted coldly, "Shut up." Then he looked at Wang Yuting, adopting a humble demeanor.

"Young Miss Wang, let me introduce myself. I am from the Xuantian Sect in the Great Thousand Domain and am a Personal Disciple."

Chen Yuan said this while taking out a token and throwing it to Wang Yuting.

"I am here not to seize the treasure, but to purchase it from you."

Wang Yuting took the token. It was ancient and exuded various profound Restrictions, undoubtedly genuine.

"Young Miss, the Xuantian Sect is a First-Grade Sect!" Wang Chun whispered a reminder.

Wang Yuting's eyes were gloomy. A First-Grade Sect was a behemoth that could blow her Wang Family into dust with a single breath.

But she was unwilling, and looking at their stance, it seemed Mr. Zuo had already attached himself to this Personal Disciple.

She condensed her voice into a line and asked Wang Chun, "Are you sure there are no guards around?"

"Certain." Wang Chun nodded, her tone firm.

She naturally believed what Wang Chun said. Since that assassination, Wang Chun had started to Cultivate the Qi-Seeking Technique, which had now reached Perfection; even an Integration Supreme, she could sense a trace of.

"Kill!" Wang Yuting ordered in a low voice.

Wang Chun was stunned, "Master, I think..."

"I don't care what you think; I want what I think. Kill them for me!"

In front, Mr. Zuo scratched his head, looking confused, not knowing what Wang Yuting was whispering about.

Just as he was puzzled, he saw Wang Chun draw a soft sword and attack the two of them with one strike.

"Holy crap!" Mr. Zuo was terrified, as that overwhelming Divine Sense pressure forced him to his knees, unable to move.

Conversely, Chen Yuan's expression was indifferent.

Wang Yuting's expression changed; she hadn't expected Chen Yuan to be able to withstand Wang Chun's Divine Sense pressure!

In the arena, Chen Yuan's expression was calm, as he had long expected this.

"Why bother? Must you force me to take action? Sigh, this can only be counted as self-defense, oh!"

Chen Yuan kicked Mr. Zuo away, then patted his waist, and the dragon soul seal landed in his hand, which he then violently threw out.

In mid-air, the dragon soul seal instantly grew to the size of a person and smashed down toward Wang Chun.

Wang Chun's eyes held disdain, and her Cloud Snake Steps lit up under her feet, dancing like a spirit snake, wanting to escape, but as soon as she took a step, she froze on the spot.

In her eyes, scenes of the Mortal World and memories before she entered the path of cultivation appeared.

Her Divine Sense shook violently, and by the time she came to her senses, it was too late; the dragon soul seal had already fallen, suppressing her to the ground.

With a loud "Bang," the earth trembled.

"You brat, how dare you!" Wang Xia shouted angrily, her sister killed tragically, and she instantly lost her reason.

Her Divine Sense pressure, like a flying knife, slashed directly toward Chen Yuan's Sea of Consciousness.

Chen Yuan brought out the heavenly feather zither to block in front of him.

With a loud "Clang," the heavenly feather zither trembled incessantly.

Seeing this, Wang Xia no longer manifested her Divine Sense, but instead turned into a flood and surged into Chen Yuan's Sea of Consciousness.

However, at the moment that Divine Sense entered Chen Yuan's Sea of Consciousness, it was instantly annihilated, losing all connection.

Wang Xia's expression was terrified, "A soul-protecting Magic Treasure!"

All these scenes fell into Wang Yuting's eyes, and she somewhat regretted taking action against Chen Yuan.

This person was too much of a Prodigy, treating Middle Stage Nascent Soul Divine Sense as nothing, his Magic Treasure unpredictable, killing one of her maids with a single thought.

"Elder Wang, let's attack together, take him down!" Wang Yuting ordered; since they had started, there was no room for turning back.

Wang Baichuan acknowledged the order, brought out a blood-colored long saber, stepped like a green rainbow, arrived in front of Chen Yuan in an instant, and slashed down.

Seeing this, Wang Xia stepped like a cloud snake, appearing behind Chen Yuan in an instant, stabbing her sword toward Chen Yuan's heart.

Purple Mansion Divine Ability, Space Travel.

In an instant, Chen Yuan vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already a hundred meters in the air.

Wang Xia and her companion's eyes bulged, their blades instantly missing their target.

"Heavenly Thunder Fist!"

Chen Yuan's nine-inch Golden Core burned seven inches, and the Grandmist power surged frantically into his fist.

Thunder light flashed in his palm, Fist Intent manifested, and a purple thunder dragon descended from the sky, its pressure overwhelming the world.

The thunder dragon roared, instantly slamming into Wang Xia and her companion.

"Boom!"

The purple thunder dragon instantly annihilated the two into nothingness, their Nascent Souls turning into dust.

Wang Xia and Wang Baichuan were dead!

Mr. Zuo, who had been kicked away, saw this scene, froze on the spot, and let out a curse: "Holy cow!"