Chapter 472
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Ye Wushuang, however, turned to Wang Xing and said directly, “Lure out the two Yuanfu-level Four individuals and eliminate them first. Once those two are dead, the rest will be of no concern.”
“Master Ye, Master Ye…” Wang Xing hastily grabbed Ye Wushuang’s arm, trying to dissuade him. “Those are Yuanfu-level Four individuals!”
In the martial world, there are four major realms: the Physical Training Realm, the Ningmai Realm, the Yuanfu Realm, and the Tiangang Realm. Each of these realms is divided into nine levels. These nine levels are sometimes broadly categorized into early, middle, and late stages. Why? It is because there is a significant transformation for martial artists when they advance from the third to the fourth level and from the sixth to the seventh level. For example, while a Yuanfu-level Three individual might only be one or two times stronger than a Yuanfu-level Two individual, a Yuanfu-level Four individual is definitely more than three times stronger than a Yuanfu-level Three individual.
Ye Wushuang was merely at the eighth level of the Ningmai Realm. Qing Shihua and Qing Shiyu, along with him, were only at the first level of the Yuanfu Realm. The idea that the four of them could eliminate everyone here was nothing short of a wild fantasy.
Yet, Ye Wushuang remained calm and said, “It’s fine. Let’s deal with those two Yuanfu-level Four individuals first. The rest will be of no concern.”
Determined, Ye Wushuang left Wang Xing with no choice. The four figures moved through the main hall and arrived at a series of pavilions at the back.
Along the way, they encountered several Ningmai-level guards. Wang Xing walked with his hands behind his back, exuding an aloof demeanor. The guards, recognizing Wang Xing’s status as a first-level Yuanfu Realm cultivator and the nephew of Elder Wang Jianmu—even if a distant relative—hastily stepped aside and bowed respectfully. Wang Xing’s position was far above theirs.
They passed through one pavilion after another until they finally reached a three-story pavilion at the deepest part of the complex. Wang Xing immediately said, “The two Yuanfu-level Four individuals are named Du Ying and Du Chun. These brothers are quite trusted by Wang Jianmu, which is why they were assigned to guard the Earth-Numbered Secret Palace.”
Ye Wushuang nodded and gestured for Wang Xing to knock on the door. Qing Shihua and Qing Shiyu positioned themselves on either side.
Knock, knock, knock…
“Who is it?” an impatient voice called from inside the room.
“It’s me, Wang Xing,” Wang Xing replied.
“What do you want?” the voice demanded.
Wang Xing explained, “The situation is like this: the family disciples from the Human-Numbered Secret Palace have escaped, and Wang Yunjie has been killed. So, Elder Li Cun specifically sent me to check on the Earth-Numbered Secret Palace and see if you and Du Ying need any assistance.”
Du Chun’s impatient voice came again, urging, “No, we don’t. A bunch of brats running out of their cages won’t escape this underground place. If they dare come here, just kill them and use their blood for practice!”
Wang Xing immediately laughed ingratiatingly, “Of course, with Senior Du Ying and Du Chun here, the Earth-Numbered Secret Palace will be perfectly safe.”
“However, among the escaped disciples, there are more than ten at the Yuanfu Realm, and two princesses. They are not only strong but also incredibly beautiful. Wang Yunjie was killed by one of the princesses…”
Wang Xing knew that Du Chun was a lecherous man.
Creak. The door opened.
A man in his forties, with disheveled long hair and a somewhat slovenly robe, stood there. His eyes gleamed as he stared at Wang Xing.
“Two princesses?” Du Chun was intrigued.
“Yes, one is about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the other is sixteen or seventeen. They are sisters. Unfortunately, they escaped. They must be hiding somewhere in the underground palace, but we don’t know exactly where,” Wang Xing continued.
Upon hearing this, Du Chun’s interest was piqued. His previously cloudy eyes gradually became clear and even delighted.
Du Chun immediately grabbed Wang Xing’s arm and said, “Where did they escape? Take me to see.”
“Ah?” Wang Xing feigned difficulty. “But you need to guard the Earth-Numbered Secret Palace…”
“No problem. My brother is still here. I’ll be fine if I go out for a while.”
“Well… then follow me,” Wang Xing said, leading Du Chun away.
Wang Xing kept talking, “The elder princess is named Qing Shihua, and the younger one is Qing Shiyu. The elder princess seems rather aloof, while the younger one appears quite clever…”
Wang Xing continued to describe the beauty of the two princesses, knowing that Du Chun was a lecherous man. Every word he spoke was designed to appeal to Du Chun’s desires.
Du Chun, influenced by Wang Xing’s words, gradually became restless.
At that moment, Wang Xing was in front, followed by Du Chun, while Ye Wushuang, Qing Shihua, and Qing Shiyu were at the back. Du Chun’s attention was completely captivated by Wang Xing’s words. Ye Wushuang, however, took a deep breath and condensed his internal energy.
In an instant, forty-eight Tai Xu Sword Qi surged forward, directly targeting Du Chun…
