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47: The snow is strong, suitable for committing crimes

Night.

The wind and snow were heavy, perfect for an ambush.

A masked man in black was walking through a deep, snow-covered alley. He wore metal gauntlets with sharp spikes on both hands.

This man in black was the one sent by Yan Wuchen, a Tuojiang Realm Late Stage cultivator.

It was naturally not easy to steal the account book from Yan Junlin, so perhaps only a strong cultivator at the Tuojiang Realm Late Stage would have a chance.

"Hmm?"

The man in black seemed to sense something and immediately stopped, looking forward.

In the deep alley ahead, another man in black appeared. He also wore a mask and held a sword, seemingly waiting for him.

This person was Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou looked at the man in black opposite him and said indifferently, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The man in black said nothing, clenched his fist, and his aura fully erupted, instantly rushing towards Xie Weilou and striking out with a punch.

A cold glint flashed in Xie Weilou's eyes. The moment the man in black's fist landed.

Whoosh!

The burial flower sword in Xie Weilou's hand suddenly unsheathed, and a chilling sword qi erupted, instantly slicing across the man in black's neck.

"......"

The man in black's expression froze, his head immediately flew up, and blood gushed out, staining the ground.

One sword, instant kill!

Xie Weilou put away the burial flower sword. He took off the man in black's gauntlets, put them on his own hands, and punched the ground.

Bang!

The man in black's corpse instantly turned into a bloody mist.

After doing all this, Xie Weilou flew away.

——

Not long after.

Yan Junlin's mansion.

A man in black quietly entered a pavilion, searching for something. The person was naturally Xie Weilou.

Bang!

Just then, Yan Junlin burst in with a group of guards.

He looked at Xie Weilou, who had appeared before him, and said with a chilling tone, "How audacious! To steal something and come to This Prince's mansion, you're courting death!"

Originally, he was waiting for Yan Wuchen to come to him, but he didn't expect Yan Wuchen to not come, but instead, a thief arrived.

At this moment, Yan Junlin understood that Yan Wuchen did not want to negotiate peacefully, but rather wanted to seize the bargaining chip in his hands.

"Take him down."

Yan Junlin's smile was grim, and with a wave of his hand, the guards immediately rushed towards Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou punched out, the gauntlets emitting a bloody light, the spikes incredibly sharp, and the fist print swept out horizontally.

"Ah..."

The guards screamed and were all sent flying.

"Tuojiang Realm Late Stage..."

Yan Junlin's face darkened, and he immediately charged at Xie Weilou, striking out with a punch.

Xie Weilou was not afraid and struck out with another punch.

Their fists instantly collided, and a powerful pressure erupted, instantly blowing up the pavilion.

Pfft!

Yan Junlin spat out a mouthful of blood, his body sent flying out of the pavilion.

Xie Weilou's eyes were fierce, and he immediately rushed towards Yan Junlin, striking another punch at Yan Junlin's chest.

Bang!

With one punch, Yan Junlin's body was slammed into the ground, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

Xie Weilou was filled with killing intent and was about to strike again.

Yan Junlin climbed up from the ground. He pulled out a heart-protecting mirror from his chest; it was now shattered.

He stared at Xie Weilou with cold eyes, and roared, "Come, kill him!"

Although the power of the previous punch was blocked by the heart-protecting mirror, he still suffered some serious injuries, his internal qi and blood churning, and his internal organs damaged.

Boom!

A powerful aura sealed the courtyard, and an old man appeared on top of a pavilion. The aura emanating from him was extremely terrifying; he was a Dao Repository Realm Initial Stage expert.

"......"

Seeing this, Xie Weilou turned and left. Since it was a setup, there was no need to linger.

The old man slapped out, and a distant pavilion was blasted into dust, but this palm did not hit Xie Weilou.

"Can he escape?"

The old man's tone was cold, and he was about to give chase.

"Wait."

Yan Junlin immediately spoke.

The old man stopped.

Yan Junlin said with a grim face, "The gauntlets on this person's hands look familiar. He was sent by Yan Wuchen. If it weren't for the heart-protecting mirror just now, I would have been dead. I'll settle the score with him later. You immediately go to Yan Wuchen's mansion and teach Yan Wuchen a lesson. I need to go to the palace to see His Majesty now!"

Originally, with the account book in hand, he had planned to exchange it for some benefits from Yan Wuchen. Now, it seemed he had thought too much.

Yan Wuchen sent someone to steal the account book and even tried to kill him, clearly not intending to talk to him.

Since that was the case, he didn't need to give Yan Wuchen a chance; he would just hand over the account book.

This account book might not be enough to strip Yan Wuchen of his power, but it could make Yan Wuchen spit out everything he had taken at the Court of Imperial Studs.

The old man heard this, did not hesitate, and immediately flew away.

City.

On top of a hidden pavilion.

Xie Weilou took off his black robe, put away the gauntlets, and said playfully, "Yan Junlin has already sent a Dao Repository Realm expert to deal with Yan Wuchen. Yan Wuchen's mansion probably also has a Dao Repository Realm expert. With the two of them fighting, I can conveniently make a move on Yan Wuchen..."

Tonight's events were enough to maximize the conflict between Yan Junlin and Yan Wuchen, and even pull out all the other onlookers, further fueling suspicion among the princes.

How could being a mastermind be so easy?

Such a setup would definitely have flaws, but with flaws, there was room for imagination. The princes were overly suspicious, and their thoughts would definitely be more complex. Moreover, they had always harbored grudges against each other, so even if they found something amiss, they would definitely bite at the others. Sometimes, doing things doesn't require definitive evidence, just a convenient reason to act.

Why should only Yan Junlin and Yan Wuchen suffer? Can the others remain unscathed? Absolutely not! They are all brothers; sharing difficulties is only fair.

Xie Weilou changed into a gray robe, took out a bronze mask and put it on. A terrifying aura erupted from him, reaching the Dao Repository Realm Initial Stage.

He took out two demon cores, played with them gently, and extracted some of their power.

——

Not long after.

At Yan Wuchen's mansion, a great battle broke out. An old man and a middle-aged man, two Dao Repository Realm Initial Stage experts, clashed, causing many pavilions to shatter. The two fought into the void, their power immense.

A group of guards protected Yan Wuchen in the main courtyard.

Yan Wuchen's face was extremely grim, not expecting someone to suddenly attack him.

Just then, a gray-robed figure appeared. He did not hesitate, striking a palm towards Yan Wuchen.

"Protect His Highness."

Seeing this, the guards' expressions darkened. Some of them protected Yan Wuchen, while the others immediately charged at the gray-robed man.

Boom!

Xie Weilou's fist struck down, and the fist print exploded. These guards were turned into ashes before they even got close.

"This is... Dao Repository Realm? Damn it!"

Yan Wuchen's face was extremely ugly.

Xie Weilou struck again, and with a wave of his sleeve, the remaining guards around Yan Wuchen all turned into a bloody mist. He clenched his fist and struck a punch towards Yan Wuchen.

Yan Wuchen did not hesitate either. His aura fully erupted, and he immediately countered with a punch, surprisingly at the Tuojiang Realm Middle Stage.

Bang!

Their fists collided.

Crack.

Then a crisp sound rang out, Yan Wuchen's hand bones shattered, and his body was sent flying by the powerful force.

Xie Weilou took a step, suddenly appearing in front of Yan Wuchen, and slapped him.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out, Yan Wuchen's face swelled up, his teeth fell out, and his body flew backward like a cannonball...

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