Chapter 508 - 506: Invitation Letter

"Kid, who do you want killed?"

The illusory shadow was none other than Fang Yinzi.

The moment he appeared, he asked the question directly.

Jiang Chen was stunned. Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain was extremely far from the Gambling City. He hadn’t expected him to arrive so quickly; it was almost instantaneous.

What appeared wasn’t Fang Yinzi’s true self, but an illusory clone.

Even so, its Cultivation was still terrifyingly powerful.

Even Jiang Chen couldn’t sense just how strong Fang Yinzi was at that moment.

But he was at least as strong as the One-Eyed Snow Worm with its Martial God Cultivation.

With such a powerful being as Fang Yinzi present, Jiang Chen didn’t hesitate. He pointed his finger at Ling Yun.

"Him!"

He said just one simple word.

Fang Yinzi immediately turned to look at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun struggled to remain standing. Feeling the shadow’s aura, his mind reeled in shock, and he had the overwhelming urge to kneel.

The other’s presence was simply too, too powerful.

With his Martial Arts Sect Seventh Heaven Cultivation, he didn’t even dare to harbor a single thought of resistance.

He was utterly terrified.

He couldn’t believe Jiang Chen had summoned such a horrifying entity.

He had truly underestimated Jiang Chen.

He hastily bowed and said, "Senior, this junior was wrong."

"I should not have provoked your man."

Fang Yinzi was completely indifferent.

He raised his hand.

He slowly struck out at Ling Yun.

The palm strike seemed ordinary, but as it was launched, Ling Yun felt his entire body become immobilized, unable to move an inch.

An endless pressure bore down on him, filling him with extreme fear and unease.

He began to beg for mercy in a panic.

"Young man, I’m begging you, spare my life! I was wrong!"

"I apologize to you."

At this moment, Ling Yun had lost all shred of a powerful expert’s dignity. He was like a groveling dog, wagging its tail and begging Jiang Chen for scraps of mercy.

Jiang Chen said coolly, "I said I would kill you, and I will."

POP!

Fang Yinzi stood there, his palm striking through the void, never physically touching Ling Yun.

Yet, Ling Yun’s body exploded with a loud POP.

He burst apart on the spot, vanishing into thin air.

Not even bones remained.

Terrifying. Powerful.

This was Fang Yinzi.

Everyone in the entire casino fell to their knees, kowtowing endlessly as they stared in terror at the shadowy figure.

Ling Yun was dead, a clean and absolute death.

Then, Fang Yinzi’s shadow looked at Jiang Chen again and asked, "Who else?"

Just that one question, two words.

Everyone present felt a chill run down their spine, as if they’d been plunged into an ice cellar.

Ling Yun, a master at the Martial Arts Sect Seventh Heaven, had been killed so easily. None of the others had a Cultivation higher than his; they were scared to death.

Especially when Fang Yinzi’s indistinct gaze swept over them.

Only then did Jiang Chen let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he shook his head. "No one else. Just him."

In truth, Jiang Chen wanted to kill Wen Shixuan and Wen Shixi.

But he felt that would be letting them off too easily.

He decided he would rather eliminate them with his own hands.

Looking around, he saw that Wen Shixuan and Wen Shixi were long gone, having fled in terror.

He snorted.

"How boring. This old man hasn’t taken action in a long time. That wasn’t satisfying at all."

"Next time, find a few more experts for this old man to stretch my legs."

"Ah, forget it."

Fang Yinzi still seemed a bit disappointed.

It was as if he hadn’t killed enough.

Immediately, his body flickered.

WHOOSH!

The shadow vanished from the skies above the Gambling City like a bolt of lightning, heading back toward the Ghost Temple on Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

"Phew..."

As the shadow disappeared, almost everyone inside the casino let out a collective sigh of relief.

At the same time, they all glanced at Jiang Chen in terror, as if they had seen a ghost.

They scrambled to leave, terrified of provoking this man.

In an instant, everyone in the casino had vanished without a trace.

Only Jiang Chen, the Third Prince Wen Shiren, Huo Wu, and their group remained.

They were all staring at Jiang Chen, their faces blank with shock.

GULP...

Wen Shiren swallowed hard.

He took a deep breath.

"Jiang the Military Advisor, Ling Yun is dead."

"Let’s go back, too."

He no longer had any doubts about Jiang Chen.

Before, when Murong Xiangming had said Jiang Chen was highly skilled, he hadn’t quite believed it. Now, he finally understood.

Jiang Chen wasn’t just highly skilled; he was far too powerful.

"Alright, let’s head back."

Jiang Chen was still injured.

However, he had already taken a Golden Healing Pill, so his wounds would recover quickly.

Under the strange gazes of Huo Wu and the others, the group returned to the Third Prince’s Hall.

「Meanwhile, in the Royal Palace.」

Sovereign Wen and National Preceptor Yuan Hui stood there, sensing the lingering, terrifying aura that had just vanished.

Sovereign Wen’s heart pounded with fear. He asked, "Master Yuan Hui, who do you think that expert was? They came and went so quickly. What on earth happened?"

Master Yuan Hui also wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

"Sovereign, perhaps that expert’s arrival in our Gambling City was just an accident."

"It might have been *that* person from the Gambling City."

Rumor had it that a Martial Emperor expert resided in the Gambling City, though no one knew their identity.

Therefore, they both assumed that it was the Gambling City’s Martial Emperor who had appeared.

Sovereign Wen gave a bitter smile.

"An existence of that caliber... we can only look up in awe."

He sighed with emotion.

He immediately dispatched men to investigate.

In the end, however, the investigation turned up nothing. It seemed that many people had forgotten what happened at the casino afterward, and even the casino staff couldn’t explain it clearly.

This left Sovereign Wen feeling quite frustrated.

Back at the Third Prince’s Hall, the Third Prince treated Jiang Chen with even greater respect.

A few days passed peacefully.

「One day.」

Jiang Chen was in seclusion, focused on his Cultivation.

Suddenly, Xiao Jun’s voice came from outside.

"What is it?"

Jiang Chen asked Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun quickly produced an invitation. "Young Master, it’s from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion."

Jiang Chen was slightly surprised. He took the invitation and looked at it.

It was an invitation for Jiang Chen to attend an auction on May 1st, signed by the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

Jiang Chen instantly understood that Murong Xiangming must have had it sent.

He nodded. "Since it’s an invitation from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion, and May 1st is just a few days away, let’s attend this auction."

"We can also spend the money we won at the casino."

Jiang Chen had won nearly twenty billion this time, so he was quite wealthy.

An auction held by the Treasure Elephant Pavilion, especially one here in the Gambling City, was sure to have the treasures he needed.

He decided to attend.

"Jiang the Military Advisor..."

Just as Jiang Chen was putting the invitation away, the Third Prince’s voice came from outside.

The Third Prince hurried in, a look of excitement on his face.

As soon as he entered, he asked Jiang Chen, "Jiang the Military Advisor, did you receive an invitation from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion?"

He was aware of the relationship between Jiang Chen and Murong Xiangming, and he himself had just received an invitation from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

So he naturally figured that Jiang Chen must have received one as well.

Jiang Chen nodded. "That’s right, I did."

"I assume Your Highness received one, too?"

Wen Shiren immediately smiled. "Yes, I just got mine. I figured with your connection to Miss Murong, you would definitely get one too."

"Let’s attend the Treasure Elephant Pavilion’s auction together this time."