Chapter 44: Eliminating the Threat

Dai Xiyu is actually better off; after all, he hunted countless soul beasts to train his combat ability, and the bloodshed he has witnessed far exceeds this.

Dai Weisi was also somewhat shocked, with a premonition that something was wrong.

Dai Xiyu still had his hands behind his back, speaking calmly: "I told you, Dai Weisi, your mistake lies in trusting those around you too much."

After glancing at the vomiting Dai Mubai, Dai Xiyu curled his lip and ordered: "Get on with it, don't drag it out."

Upon receiving Dai Xiyu's order, the three Soul Ancestors immediately moved to surround Dai Weisi.

Dai Weisi was injured at this point and could not exert his strength at all.

However, he would not let himself be slaughtered; the first and third soul rings beneath his feet lit up simultaneously.

"White Tiger Protective Shield, White Tiger Diamond Transformation!"

The two augmentation skills caused Dai Weisi's body to instantly swell, and even the blood from the wound on his back ceased to flow.

Facing Dai Weisi's desperate last stand, Dai Xiyu still chose to silently observe.

He crossed his arms, leaned his back against the carriage door, and wore an indifferent expression.

Originally, the person calmly observing should have been Dai Weisi.

However, now the roles have reversed; Dai Weisi transformed into the prey being counter-sniped.

Those three Soul Ancestors did not have optimal soul ring configurations; indeed, one of the older ones even possessed a ten-year soul ring.

Under Dai Weisi's desperate counterattack, they almost got broken through and surrounded.

The quality of soul rings has a huge impact on combat power.

This is understandable, after all, not just anyone can obtain the soul rings best suited to them.

Only soul masters with extraordinary backgrounds can have better cultivation resources.

Although Dai Weisi's resistance was fierce, his teammates were as stupid as pigs.

Dai Mubai, who had just nearly vomited his intestines, now stood completely idle, his expression dazed as he watched the battle.

Consequently, Dai Weisi alone was ultimately outmatched six to two, and in less than three minutes his soul power was depleted by half.

Even so, those three Soul Ancestors still could not deliver a fatal blow to Dai Weisi.

For some reason, Dai Weisi seemed to grow braver the longer he fought.

Although his soul power consumption was great, his attacks became increasingly tricky and fierce.

In the next moment, Dai Weisi seized an opportunity, taking a blade strike head-on as the cost, and with a palm twisted the neck of one of the Soul Ancestors.

The other two Soul Ancestors were startled; they never imagined that three of them surrounding one person could end up being counter-killed one by one.

However, what they did not realize was that this was not entirely due to their soul ring configurations.

Dai Xiyu was well aware that even if another hundred identical Soul Ancestors came, they still could not kill Dai Weisi.

These Soul Ancestors were all of humble origin, their fortunes amounting to less than ten thousand each.

In contrast, Dai Weisi possessed a fortune of over two hundred thousand.

If their fortunes were equal, there would still be a chance to kill Dai Weisi.

With such a huge disparity in fortune, these three Soul Ancestors could only end up being counter-killed.

Even so, Dai Xiyu still did not make a move.

After a few more seconds, Dai Weisi could no longer hold out and was struck in the back wound by one of the Soul Ancestors.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, Dai Weisi staggered and collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with fear.

When killing others, he did not blink an eye; but when it came to himself, it was different.

In the face of death, hardly anyone can remain calm; fear of death is innate to humans and beasts alike.

Dai Weisi wanted to speak, asking Dai Xiyu not to kill him and offering many things as compensation.

However, as soon as he lifted his head, he felt a chill in his back.

Dai Xiyu was no longer where he had been; he now held a standard military sword and stabbed it into Dai Weisi's heart from behind.

Those three Soul Ancestors each had fortunes under ten thousand, making it impossible for them to kill Dai Weisi, who possessed over two hundred thousand fortune.

This final blow could only be delivered by Dai Xiyu himself.

Dai Xiyu possessed four million fortune, so killing Dai Weisi would incur no backlash.

Dai Weisi widened his eyes, trying to turn around to locate Dai Xiyu's position.

But he discovered that his inner strength was gradually diminishing.

His vision darkened, and eventually his head limp drooped.

At the same time, a special notification appeared in the upper left of Dai Xiyu's vision.

【Harvested fortune from Dai Weisi +100000】

……

Not far away, Dai Mubai, stunned as if frightened silly, looked at the blood-soaked, lifeless Dai Weisi and felt an unprecedented shock.

However, the surprise Dai Xiyu gave him was far from over.

Just then, as the battle ended, Dai Xiyu's three soul rings flashed in succession.

A tiger's roar echoed through the mountains and forests, leaving everyone present stunned and sluggish.

Immediately afterward, his figure instantly appeared behind one of the Soul Ancestors.

His large hand seized the throat of the Soul Ancestor before him, and taking advantage of the latter's weakness and delayed reaction, he exerted sudden force.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, that Soul Ancestor's neck was snapped, his martial soul and soul rings vanishing like melting ice and snow.

The remaining Soul Ancestor showed a look of horror and retreated as fast as he could.

However, Dai Xiyu would not give him a chance to escape.

This final Soul Ancestor was a strong-attack battle soul master; his escape speed was extremely slow, and he had no means of control.

Without Dai Xiyu needing to speak, Zhu Zhuqing flashed forward and performed a martial soul fusion with Dai Xiyu.

In just a few seconds, the Netherworld White Tiger appeared, streaking past a residual image and catching up to that Soul Ancestor.

Seeing the Netherworld White Tiger attack him, that man shouted, "Dai Xiyu, you've gone back on your word!"

Dai Xiyu, who controlled the Netherworld White Tiger, said indifferently:

"It's only your own greed to blame; the moment you agreed to follow Dai Weisi in assassinating me, your fate was already sealed."

Having said that, he struck down with a claw, breaking that Soul Ancestor's neck.

Dai Xiyu was not addicted to killing; he merely wanted to eliminate future threats.

These people, for the benefits Dai Weisi gave them, even dared to assassinate an imperial prince, and there's no telling they won't cause trouble again later.

In just half a minute, the battle was over.

The Netherworld White Tiger dissipated, and Dai Xiyu and Zhu Zhuqing returned together to the carriage.

Now, only five people remain alive.

Dai Xiyu, Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, Qin Yang, and the coachman hiding behind a tree not far away.

Seeing Dai Xiyu, who had killed so many in succession and remained expressionless, even Qin Yang felt fear in his heart.

As for Dai Mubai, needless to say, he remained dazedly seated on the ground, not yet recovered.

Dai Xiyu glanced at Qin Yang, then at the coachman not far away, and said, "You haven't forgotten what to say about today's affairs, have you?"

The coachman hurriedly came out from behind the tree, knelt together with Qin Yang on the ground, and replied, "Remember, Your Highness, it was all done by the Third Prince."

Having said that, Qin Yang glanced at Dai Xiyu and cautiously asked, "Second Prince, why not also eliminate the Third Prince..."

Dai Xiyu gave Qin Yang a sideways glance and coldly said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't."

Qin Yang jumped in fright, fearing he might lose his head any second, and quickly lowered his head.

(End of chapter)