Chapter Seven: Battling the Experts of the Prince's Estate!

"Alright, let's get down to business. The Clan Master sent us to track down that vicious monster and slay it, so we can win over the hearts of the people in Yebai City."

"If we succeed where the City Lord's Mansion failed, the reputation of our Wang Estate will surely soar to new heights." The speaker was a burly, bearded man from the Wang Estate.

Su Yang did not rush to strike. Instead, he remained hidden in the trees, assessing the strength of the Wang Estate party.

"One practitioner at the Three Profound Realm and four at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm. The Wang family has certainly spared no expense." Su Yang could sense that only the bearded man possessed the cultivation of the Three Profound Realm; the other four were of no concern.

If he made his move, he would certainly have a chance to take them all out.

And while he was at it, he would remind the Wang family that Su Yang was still alive.

With this thought, Su Yang tightened his grip on his wooden staff. The Supreme Blood within him began to flow, heating up and surging.

"Lad, this is your first time fighting real cultivators in three months, isn't it? It’s a perfect chance to hone your skills. While monsters can help you improve your combat strength, they are, after all, mere beasts. Cultivators are a different story. You should know by now that human cunning is innate."

"Let me see if your three months of grueling training are enough to satisfy me."

The Great Sage’s voice echoed in his mind once more. Su Yang’s lips curled into a smirk, a surge of confidence welling up within him. "Just watch, Senior. I, Su Yang, will not disappoint you."

With that, Su Yang moved like a leopard toward his prey.

The five experts from the Wang family were just about to leave the stream to continue their hunt when they turned around and saw a youth holding a wooden staff staring directly at them.

"Gentlemen, since you've already come all this way, why the rush to leave?" Su Yang asked with a smile.

The five experts were stunned. Who would have expected a mere brat to pop up in the middle of the Monster Mountain Range?

"Where did this whelp come from? Do you have any idea who we are?" one of the shorter men pointed at Su Yang and barked.

The bearded man, however, was far more composed. As a Three Profound Realm expert, his perception was the sharpest among them, yet he hadn't sensed the slightest trace of this boy’s approach—proof enough that he was no ordinary youth. Furthermore, he couldn't shake the feeling that the boy looked familiar, though he couldn't quite place where he had seen him before.

"I know," Su Yang replied, his voice cold and filled with killing intent. "You’re nothing but lackeys of the Wang Estate."

"Brat, you're courting death!" The short man, enraged, lunged at Su Yang with a speed that belied his small stature, charging like a wild beast.

Su Yang didn't flinch.

A physical collision? Hah!

With a thunderous boom, the short man was sent flying backward. His right hand, which had thrown the punch, was shattered, dripping with blood.

"Ahhh!!!"

"My hand!!!" The short man collapsed, wailing and rolling on the ground.

The other four were stunned. They turned their gaze toward Su Yang, who stood there mocking them, completely unscathed. They knew the short man was an expert at the pinnacle of the True Martial Realm; in all of Yebai City, he was a force to be feared. Yet, this youth hadn't even truly struck back, and already the man was incapacitated.

What was going on?

"I called you a dog, and you didn't believe me? I'll send you to the afterlife right now!" Ignoring the other four, Su Yang kept his eyes locked on the man writhing on the ground.

A flash of golden light, and a blurred shadow streaked past the four Wang Estate experts.

A muffled thud followed. When the four finally regained their senses and looked back at the short man, he had been reduced to a pulp of flesh and bone.

The youth stood before them, his gaze cold and demonic. "Who’s next?"

Only now did the remaining four realize that this boy was no pushover.

The bearded man shouted, "Spread out! Prepare to engage!"

The other three scrambled, taking up positions to surround Su Yang.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you kill a man of our Wang Estate? Do you have any idea you’re digging your own grave?" the bearded man growled.

"That's right. It is precisely the people of your Wang Estate that I intend to kill." Su Yang didn't rush his next move; there were things he wanted to ask them.

"Oh? Don't you know the Wang Estate rules Yebai City now? Which faction do you belong to? Dare you state your name?"

"Don't worry, you'll know soon enough."

"However, I do have some questions for you. Answer them, and I might consider leaving your bodies intact."

"Hahahaha! How amusing. A mere True Martial Realm brat daring to be insolent before me? Kill him!" The bearded man didn't give Su Yang another chance. His spiritual energy erupted, forming a shield that enveloped his entire body.

Three distinct forces surged from within him—the Three Profound Power. It was the hallmark of one who had stepped into the Three Profound Realm!

The other three True Martial Realm experts launched their attacks simultaneously. The only difference between their realm and the Three Profound Realm was the lack of the Three Profound Power; they could only use their spiritual energy to shield themselves and channel explosive force through their limbs.

"Blazing Fire Fist!"

"Wild Ox Strength!"

"Wind God Kick!"

The three experts unleashed their respective martial arts. The pressure was immense, startling the nearby birds into flight. The sheer force of their spiritual energy created a whirlwind in the air that was enough to chill the heart.

The bearded man’s attack was even more ruthless. A veteran of countless battles, he knew that to win, one must strike decisively. He didn't care which faction the boy belonged to; he just wanted him dead.

"Lad, I'll show you what happens when you cross the wrong people."

"Witness the terror of a Three Profound Realm expert!"

"Three Profound Power: Shaking Mountains and Rivers!"

"Die!"

The bearded man leaped high into the air. The Three Profound energy swirled around him, periodically pulsing with a terrifying force that flowed into his body. He looked like a giant elephant, his malice overflowing. He stomped downward toward Su Yang with the weight of a mountain.

Facing the combined onslaught of four enemies, Su Yang did not dare to be careless. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and recalled the training of the Battle Saint Method over the last three months.

He gripped his wooden staff tightly, his Supreme Blood beginning to boil.

Golden light burst from his body, and a powerful aura of combat flooded the area like a spring.

Su Yang snapped his eyes open, swung his staff, and leaped into the air. Amidst the flashing golden light, he roared: "BATTLE! SAINT! METHOD!!!"