Release Them

He spread his Divine Sense, locking onto Wu Feng's back. With a flick of his finger, the golden arrow shot out like an arrow from a bow, whistling as it chased after him.

Wu Feng sensed danger as he ran, and when he looked back, he saw the golden arrow coming straight at his back. Terrified, he hurriedly dodged to the side.

But the golden arrow was guided by Shen Jingchuan's spiritual sense, as if it had eyes. Whichever way he dodged, the arrow would turn in that direction, relentlessly pursuing him.

In his panic, Wu Feng's legs began to weaken. Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, he hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Daoyourao--"

Before he could even utter the word "fate," the golden arrow, carrying a sharp gust of wind, pierced straight through his heart.

Wu Feng's body stiffened abruptly, his words abruptly stopped, and he stumbled forward, collapsing to the ground where he twitched twice before falling silent again.

Having dealt with Wu Feng, Shen Jingchuan slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Xiao Mingyuan and Xiao Mingxuan not far away. Without stopping, he closed the distance between them to less than ten meters in just a few steps.

He stood still, his eyes as cold as ice, and uttered only two words: "Release them."

Xiao Mingyuan's face turned pale and then green. The shock of losing three guards in succession had not yet dissipated, but he was still trying to maintain his royal dignity.

He stiffened his neck and opened his mouth, only managing to utter a single word, "You...", when he saw a golden light flash at Shen Jingchuan's fingertips, and Spiritual Qi instantly condensed again, that sharp and piercing aura locking onto his heart.

He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. Xiao Mingyuan knew very well that with the opponent's ability to instantly kill a Qi Refining Fourth Layer, he could have lost his life on the spot with just a thought, and the guards around him wouldn't even have the right to stop him.

He clenched his teeth, ultimately prioritizing his life over his pride, and with a sudden wave of his hand, his voice trembled slightly:

"Release them! Release them!"

Xiao Mingxuan, who was standing nearby, was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand. He quickly turned around and shouted sternly:

"Didn't you hear His Highness? Release them! Untie them immediately!"

The guards of the Prince's Mansion were already terrified. This was something they couldn't possibly get involved in, so they didn't dare to delay and hurriedly and clumsily untied Lin Weiyuan and Lin Shan.

The father and son flexed their numb wrists, quickly walked to Shen Jingchuan's side, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, but they also knew that they had gotten themselves into big trouble today.

Lin Shan lowered his voice and whispered in Lin Weiyuan's ear:

"Father, look at the figures of these three people, and the Fireball Technique they just used. Don't they look like the group of men in black who ambushed our escort agency last time?"

Lin Weiyuan stared at the bodies of the wounded and two dead on the ground. The more he looked, the more familiar the figures seemed. Recalling the Law Technique the other party had used, he nodded repeatedly and whispered, "..."

"Yes, it's probably them! No wonder they looked familiar."

He stepped forward and said to Shen Jingchuan in a deep voice:

"Jingchuan, these three cultivators look remarkably like the group of men in black who ambushed our escort agency last time."

Shen Jingchuan nodded slightly, his gaze never leaving the two members of the royal family in front of him, and he simply turned his head and said:

"I understand. You all step back and rejoin Lin Yue, get away from here."

Lin Weiyuan understood that the aftershocks of a battle between cultivators could injure people, so he immediately responded and led Lin Shan back. Soon, he stood with Lin Yue, who had just arrived, and the three of them stood far away in the corner of the courtyard, their eyes fixed on the scene.

Lin Yue rushed over to help them up. "Father, elder brother, are you hurt?"

Lin Weiyuan waved his hand and pointed to the field. "It's alright, don't talk, just watch."

Shen Jingchuan withdrew his gaze from the Third Prince and turned to walk towards Zheng Hai was still convulsing on the ground to the side.

The opponent's left shoulder was pierced by a golden arrow, and his Spiritual Qi was scattered. Just as he was about to walk over, he heard Xiao Mingshu transmit her voice:

"Don't be careless, cripple his Dantian first."

He was already critically injured and on the verge of death, but the methods of cultivators are unpredictable, and there was no guarantee that they might have a backup plan to take him down with them.

Shen Jingchuan nodded, realizing he had almost been careless. A thin strand of golden Spiritual Qi, as fine as a hair, shot from his fingertip and precisely struck the opponent's Dantian acupoint.

The Geng Metal Spiritual Qi was sharp and incomparably fierce, instantly sealing off the flow of Spirit Vein throughout Zheng Hai's body, and then, with a sudden tug, directly shattering the Qi Sea within his Dantian.

Zheng Hai shuddered violently, a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth, and he completely lost the ability to resist.

Now, let alone retaliating, he couldn't even muster a wisp of Spiritual Qi, making him no different from an ordinary, severely injured mortal.

Zheng Hai lay on the ground convulsing, blood gushing from the wound on his left shoulder. His face was deathly pale with pain, but his eyes were filled with resentment and venom as he looked at Shen Jingchuan. His gaze was extremely fierce, as if he could strip away a person's life with his eyes.

He opened his mouth, blood and foam dripping from the corner of his lips, and gritted his teeth as he squeezed out half a sentence:

"How dare you..."

Shen Jingchuan looked down at him, his tone completely flat:

"Were you the ones who ambushed and killed the Zhenyuan Escort Agency's convoy outside Yuxi Prefecture last year?"

The question had barely left his mouth when Xiao Mingyuan's angry shout, barely contained, came from behind him:

"You surnamed Shen! What else do you want? I've already released him, do you really want to rebel?!"

Zheng Hai's previously gloomy eyes instantly brightened. He had been hesitating whether to deny it to the death, but now that he heard the Third Prince stepping in to support him, his mind immediately became active again.

No matter how skilled Shen Jingchuan was in combat, he was ultimately Rogue Cultivator from the mortal realm and would never dare to truly break ties with the royal family.

With his Dantian destroyed and all his cultivation lost, he felt there was no point in living anymore. Rather than bowing his head and begging for mercy and losing face, he might as well remain a bachelor.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and grinned, revealing a cruel smile:

"So what if it's me? So what if it's what we did?"

Shen Jingchuan nodded. "Who instructed you?"

Zheng Hai didn't even glance at Shen Jingchuan.

Shen Jingchuan's face showed no emotion whatsoever; he simply said:

"Okay, knowing it's you is enough."

Before he finished speaking, a golden light flashed at his fingertips, and a condensed Geng Metal Spiritual Qi formed into a fine needle, which pierced Zheng Hai's heart without hesitation.

The moment the Spiritual Qi entered his body, it directly shattered his heart meridian. Zheng Hai's vicious smile was still frozen on his face when his body suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened, and he instantly lost his breath.

Shen Jingchuan withdrew his hand, his heart unmoved. Back then, when Zhenyuan Escort Agency was attacked, Lin Qingyao nearly lost her life at the hands of these people. Today, that blood debt has finally been settled.

Xiao Mingyuan's face instantly turned ashen. He had thought that by invoking his royal status, Shen Jingchuan would be somewhat wary, but he hadn't expected the other party to show no respect whatsoever and cleanly end Zheng Hai's life right in front of him.

Xiao Mingxuan, standing to the side, shrank back in fright, his lips trembling, not daring to utter another harsh word.

The Lin Household father and son, watching this scene from a distance, were also shocked.

They already knew Shen Jingchuan was capable, but they didn't expect him to disregard even the prince's dignity and act so decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

Since things had already come to this point, Shen Jingchuan thought he might as well go all the way.