Chapter 347: Ahhh, You Bitch!

With a loud "Boom—", Lv Luo was thrown directly against the wall.

She struggled to stand up, a mouthful of fresh blood gushing out, her face as pale as paper, her eyes staring fixedly at the crazed Fourth Prince.

Her beautiful eyes held wariness, yet she stubbornly refused to beg for mercy, her light green clothes stained with large patches of blood.

The Fourth Prince, however, did not intend to let Lv Luo go; he curled his five fingers into a claw and charged toward her with unstoppable momentum.

Lv Luo instinctively wanted to dodge, but the gap in their cultivation realms was too great; under the powerful pressure, even moving half an inch was futile.

Her eyes were gradually filled with terror, and she couldn't help but close them.

At the critical moment, Yi Zhuyue rushed over and slashed directly at the Fourth Prince with her sword.

The Fourth Prince could not dodge in time and had one of his arms hacked off.

He retreated several steps, his eyes scarlet, and looking at Yi Zhuyue through gritted teeth, he said word by word: "You bitch, this Prince will definitely kill you!"

His aura surged, emitting a terrifying presence; fierce winds howled across the sky, the sky itself changed color, thick dark clouds shrouded the world, and lightning flashed repeatedly.

Yi Zhuyue stood against the light, her dress fluttering without wind, her flying hair outlining her perfect silhouette, and her cherry lips curled slightly, lifting into a mocking arc.

"Oh?"

Yi Zhuyue narrowed her eyes slightly, looking exceptionally languid, "The current you is merely at the threshold of seeing this master."

As her voice fell, she raised her sword and swiftly hacked off the Fourth Prince's other arm.

The speed was so fast that the naked eye could only see an afterimage; the Fourth Prince didn't even have time to struggle before blood instantly gushed out, and the severed limbs fell to the ground, still twitching unconsciously as if retaining their previous state.

The Fourth Prince's eyes widened to the size of copper bells, and after realizing what had happened to him, he immediately screamed in agony: "Ahhh, you bitch! My hands, my hands! I, must, kill you!"

In his agitation, he even forgot to refer to himself as "this Prince," his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Yi Zhuyue; with both hands gone, he looked exceptionally grotesque.

Who was Yi Zhuyue? She had seen many grand scenes; how could she take such behavior from the Fourth Prince to heart?

She merely raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Lv Luo as if nothing had happened, asking: "How are you now? The two hands he used to deal with you have been cut off by me; next, it is time to avenge you."

Upon hearing this, Lv Luo was unable to make a sound for a short while, only looking at Yi Zhuyue with her bright, watery eyes.

Following that, she nodded vigorously, her face full of emotion: "Zhuyue, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would have just now..."

Her words were left unfinished, but they already carried a sobbing tone, whether from fear or gratitude, she did not know.

"We are all family; helping you is what I should do."

Yi Zhuyue did not know how to face Lv Luo's surging emotions and turned her head away somewhat unnaturally, refocusing her attention on the Fourth Prince.

The Fourth Prince was now nearly insane, especially since this culprit still didn't take him seriously; this was simply turning the world upside down!

In a fit of rage, the Fourth Prince charged toward Yi Zhuyue regardless of everything, with the clear intention of taking her down with him.

But he was swiftly dodged by Yi Zhuyue, who struck him directly in the back.

The Fourth Prince, already burning with rage and caught off guard by such a heavy blow, collapsed to the ground, twitching in pain.

Seeing the Fourth Prince's miserable state, the Third Prince's face instantly showed anger, and he rushed toward Yi Zhuyue, only to be slapped away by her.

And the Fifth Prince had already been reduced to ashes. Su Chen arrived at Yi Zhuyue's side and pulled her directly into his arms, asserting his claim.

He looked down at the two men crawling on the ground, his eyes filled with mockery as he said: "I thought your Seven Kings Mansion had some real ability, but it turns out to be nothing more than this."

"Don't be arrogant; when my eldest brother and second brother return, you will..."

Before the Third Prince could finish his sentence, an overwhelming pressure descended; he felt as if the burden on his body weighed a thousand pounds, making even a single breath a difficult task.

He bared his teeth in pain, his whole body involuntarily crawling on the ground like a dog, forced to look up at the two of them.

Su Chen smiled coldly, his words devoid of any politeness: "Then I shall see whether your eldest brother and second brother are truly powerful, or if we are the ones who prevail."

Natasha, Luo Shen, and Xiaoxian had already entered the Seven Kings Mansion, taking the lead in looting the treasures inside.

Su Chen was in no rush at this moment, watching the Third Prince and Fourth Prince struggle there with great interest.

Watching these people suffer, he felt not a shred of guilt; after all, these people had all participated in strangling him in his past life, and they all deserved to die.

Suddenly, above the firmament, the thick dark clouds parted to reveal a glimmer of light, and immediately after, four figures appeared vaguely.

The person in the lead roared suddenly; though his appearance was not yet known, his voice had already reached everyone's ears.

"Audacious scoundrels, daring to act recklessly in the Seven Kings Mansion! See if this Prince doesn't kill you all today to serve as a warning to others."

The figure of a man who appeared to be an octogenarian emerged; he looked like a sage with white hair and a youthful face, but the ferocious expression on his face completely ruined his immortal-like appearance.

Behind him followed three other men, their clothing all extremely magnificent, clearly indicating they were either wealthy or noble.

Su Chen raised an eyebrow, roughly guessing that the one at the very front should be the First Prince.

He smiled provocatively and then said: "So what if this Supreme Master wants to act recklessly? Who among you can stop me today!?"

As his voice fell, the Blue Quenching Spirit Fire struck directly at the Third Prince and the Fifth Prince.

The two had already been unable to move under Yi Zhuyue's pressure, and now they could only take the blow head-on.

Heart-wrenching screams from the two instantly filled the air; the Third Prince even let out a pig-like shriek, wetting himself in terror as he begged Su Chen for mercy.

"Please, let me go, I can't take it anymore, if this continues I will really die!"

No matter how he cried for help, Su Chen remained unmoved.

The bodies of the two were reduced to two piles of ashes right in front of everyone.

This scene was undoubtedly a total disregard for the First Prince.

The First Prince was instantly enraged, arriving directly in front of Su Chen and drawing his sword to slash at him.

He was indeed the strongest of the seven princes, his cultivation pressure far exceeding that of the Third Prince.

But before his sword could even land on Su Chen's head, Yi Zhuyue had already made her move first.

(End of chapter)