Chapter 642 - 651: Burial Ground

Instead of getting angry, the brocade-robed youth chuckled. "Well now, she’s got some spice. Interesting... very interesting."

The brocade-robed youth laughed with abandon, his gaze raking over Yue Mingzhu with blatant aggression. Just then, a gray-robed elder hurried out. He took one look at Yue Mingzhu and was inwardly alarmed.

The gray-robed elder leaned in and whispered to the brocade-robed youth, "Your Highness, that young man’s cultivation is only at the Yin-Yang Realm, but the woman’s cultivation is unfathomable. She is no ordinary person."

The brocade-robed youth was stunned. He knew full well the gray-robed elder’s strength. For him to say such a thing meant the woman’s power was truly extraordinary.

With this in mind, he gave Yue Mingzhu a wary glance and said with a smile, "Since you’re not interested, Miss, I won’t impose."

As he spoke, he took a small step back, clearing the path.

Yue Mingzhu ascended the stairs, one step at a time. As she drew level with the brocade-robed youth, she abruptly stopped and raised her hand.

SLAP!

A crisp, loud smack echoed through the silent inn, reaching everyone’s ears.

The inn was deathly silent.

The brocade-robed youth clutched his cheek, staring blankly at Yue Mingzhu. She, however, simply pulled a handkerchief from her waist, wiped her hand, and tossed the cloth downstairs before continuing her ascent.

The brocade-robed youth’s face twisted with humiliation and rage. He bellowed, "Stop! Do you know who I am? How dare you strike me?"

Wen Qingye shook his head and chuckled softly. He had overheard the gray-robed elder’s words. ’He called him Crown Prince. So, this youth is almost certainly the Crown Prince of the Dayan Dynasty.’

Wen Qingye had also figured out the elder’s identity. ’The Dayan Dynasty has a few names on the Immortal Ascension List. A man who always wears gray robes... that’s almost certainly the renowned master Zhao Huiyi, ranked 2,145. A Life and Death Realm Fifth Layer cultivator, stronger even than Zhang Chun.’

’But then again,’ he mused, ’the Sword Fairy, Yue Mingzhu, is ranked 421 on the Immortal Ascension List. An expert at the Sixth Level of Death Realm. She’s far more powerful than Zhao Huiyi.’

The Dayan Dynasty’s Crown Prince watched Yue Mingzhu ignore him completely. At that exact moment, Wen Qingye walked past, shaking his head with a soft chuckle. To the prince, that smile was utterly infuriating, a dagger twisting in his arrogant heart.

Blinded by rage, his hand shot out, aiming to grab Wen Qingye by the throat.

Admittedly, this Crown Prince had some skill. A cultivation at the Destruction Realm Fifth Layer Heaven was quite remarkable for his age; otherwise, he never would have dared to attack Wen Qingye.

However, he was not facing an ordinary person. He was facing Wen Qingye.

CRACK! CRACK!

Wen Qingye’s gaze remained steady. As the fist flew toward him, he caught it in his hand. With just a slight squeeze, the sound of cracking bone echoed through the inn.

A supreme master!!!

Seeing Wen Qingye make his move, Zhao Huiyi was instantly horrified. ’I thought he was just an ordinary young man, but he’s a master who has hidden his abilities incredibly well.’

"AARGH!"

Just as Zhao Huiyi’s thoughts were racing, a piercing shriek shattered the inn’s silence.

He looked over in a panic and hurried forward. "I implore you, Young Master, please release the Crown Prince!"

Only then did the surrounding crowd get a good look at the youth in the brocade robes, and they were all stunned by what they saw.

Could it be?

Wasn’t that their own nation’s Crown Prince, Tian Jingqi?

"Take him and get out," Wen Qingye said, nodding impassively. He gave a light push, and Tian Jingqi stumbled backward several steps.

"Zhao... Zhao Huiyi!" Tian Jingqi stumbled to a halt, his face contorted in agony from the pain in his hand. He glared at Zhao Huiyi behind him and roared, "Kill him for me! Kill him! I want him dead!"

As the Crown Prince of the Dayan Dynasty, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Seeing Tian Jingqi like this, Zhao Huiyi cursed his miserable luck. ’Wen Qingye’s speed was incredible,’ he thought. ’If I fought him, it would be an even match at best. And that’s not even counting the mysterious woman at his side!’ He hesitated, uncertain of what to do.

"Fine, Zhao Huiyi. Just fine," the prince spat. "My father, the king, ordered you to protect me. Is this how you do it? If you won’t go, I’ll go myself! What’s the worst that could happen? I die! It’s not like the great Dayan Dynasty will miss one measly Crown Prince!"

A crazed look appeared in Tian Jingqi’s eyes. He pushed off his feet and charged toward Wen Qingye once more.

"Your Highness, my apologies." Zhao Huiyi intercepted Tian Jingqi and chopped him sharply on the back of the neck. Tian Jingqi’s eyes rolled back, and he collapsed into Zhao Huiyi’s arms.

"Our apologies for the disturbance," Zhao Huiyi said to Wen Qingye. He then hoisted Tian Jingqi over his shoulder and walked out of the inn.

Wen Qingye and Yue Mingzhu exchanged a smile, then continued up the inn’s stairs without a second thought. In their eyes, the insignificant Dayan Dynasty was nothing at all.

.......

「On an unnamed peak in the Celestial Profound Sect.」

The peak was tall and majestic, covered in lush greenery. It was an auspicious place, brimming with vigorous, life-giving energy.

Lei Hao knelt respectfully on one knee. Before him, a black-robed figure stood with hands clasped behind his back, facing away from him.

A hoarse voice emanated from the black robes. "Go and tell Guann Qingping and Yanm Yihai that Wen Qingye is heading to the Dayan Dynasty to wipe out the Heaven-Burying Sect. Have them make preparations at once. This time, we must kill him in the Dayan Dynasty. He cannot be allowed to take a single step into the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty."

"Yes. Are there any other orders?" Lei Hao asked, his head still bowed.

The black-robed man said, "That is all. There is nothing else. Go, and relay this message to them with haste."

"Yes!" Lei Hao nodded firmly. His body then transformed into a streak of light and shot into the distance.

Only after sensing Lei Hao’s departure did the black-robed man slowly turn his head. He raised a withered hand, pushed back his hood, and revealed an ancient face.

If Wen Qingye had been there, he would have recognized this man instantly.

"To think Wang Hao’s cover was blown... this Wen Qingye is truly capable," he murmured, his eyes fixed on the direction Lei Hao had vanished. A sinister tone entered his voice. "But I believe this time, you won’t escape even if you sprout wings. Everything you’ve experienced has been nothing but a piece in the grand game I’ve laid out for you, and it has only just begun. Since you’re so eager to destroy the Heaven-Burying Sect, then the Dayan Dynasty will be your grave."

With that, his body flickered and vanished from the spot.