Ambushed

"Six hundred and fifty!" Ye Xiwen bid again, which was quite a high price for a damaged cultivation technique. Even a complete high-grade technique would only cost around a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

"Seven hundred!" The other party responded with the air of someone who was not short of money.

At this point, many people were already excited, watching the scene unfold as if it were a show.

"Eight hundred!" Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth. This was his bottom line. Any more and he would have to give up; it simply wasn't worth it.

"Scoundrel, who is this guy, daring to compete with Young Master?" Inside the private room, a young man, seeing Ye Xiwen repeatedly outbid him, furiously smashed his teacup. Every bid he made surprised people, and he enjoyed the gasps of others. Now, Ye Xiwen dared to compete with him, and even steal his thunder.

"Go find out who this brat is. I'll tear him to shreds!" the young man declared.

He didn't care about the damaged cultivation technique originally; it was just a whim. But the fact that someone dared to compete with him enraged him.

"Young City Lord, we can't continue bidding. Before we came, the City Lord instructed that our target is the Xiantian Pill that will be auctioned in a few days. Compared to this incomplete Xiantian technique, the Xiantian Pill is truly more important for you. Once you become a Xiantian expert, you can have whatever you want. If we spend too much on this, we might not have enough funds to bid for the Xiantian Pill later!" an elder accompanying him advised.

"Forget it. This Young Master won't stoop to his level. You guys send people to keep an eye on that private room. He dares to compete with this Young Master for something, I'll make sure he dies a horrible death. In the end, the item will still fall into this Young Master's hands. Ahaha, I'm truly a genius!" The young man assigned several guards.

With the young man from the VIP room no longer bidding, Ye Xiwen finally bought the secret manual for eight hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

After acquiring the secret manual, Ye Xiwen quickly received it. It was then that Ye Xiwen realized that the person in the VIP room was the Young City Lord of Da Qing City, Zhao Qiyan. The City Lord of Da Qing City had come specifically to help Zhao Qiyan obtain this Xiantian Pill.

However, even knowing this, Ye Xiwen had no intention of backing down. If they wanted a fight, he was ready. The other party was not easy to deal with, but he wasn't a pushover either.

After the auction ended, Ye Xiwen left. Not long after, he sensed someone following him.

Ye Xiwen's heart tightened. This was his first time in Tian Yuan City, so he hadn't offended anyone. The only possibility was the Young City Lord of Da Qing City, Zhao Qiyan.

Ye Xiwen calmly turned into an alley.

Several figures emerged – they were Zhao Qiyan's guards.

"Where did he go?" The Da Qing City experts who had been staring intently at Ye Xiwen were stunned when his figure vanished in the blink of an eye.

The four Da Qing City experts who had been hiding their tracks suddenly revealed themselves and gathered together.

"This is bad, that kid didn't run, did he? Chase!"

The Da Qing City experts darted forward, pursuing the direction Ye Xiwen had taken.

Although they thought they had maintained a sufficient distance, it was not a long way relative to their speed. In a short while, they appeared in the alley where Ye Xiwen had disappeared.

"How could he have disappeared? Damn it, could he have sensed us following him?" one of the guards said dejectedly.

"Unlikely. The four of us deliberately concealed our tracks and kept a hundred meters behind him. There's no way he could have discovered us!" another guard retorted.

"This is bad, damn it! Could this kid have deliberately hidden his tracks, waiting for us to reveal ourselves?" a burly guard suddenly realized.

The expressions of the other three Da Qing City guards also changed slightly. These Da Qing City guards were all seasoned fighters and not fools. They quickly understood. Although they didn't know how Ye Xiwen had hidden his tracks, this was the only plausible explanation.

"It's too late to realize this now!" Ye Xiwen's cold voice echoed. He stood on the brick wall of the alley. "I didn't expect the Young City Lord of Da Qing City to do something like this. Wouldn't it be a laughingstock if this got out?"

Ye Xiwen frowned. He sensed that these four guards were all experts, and each of them was at the Houtian Ninth Stage.

"Do you think this news will get out? Who do you think you are, daring to compete with our Young City Lord for something!" one of the guards sneered.

"Stop wasting time with him. Kill this kid and don't keep the Young City Lord waiting!" another guard said impatiently.

"You want to kill me? With just you guys?" Ye Xiwen stomped his foot, his figure leaping down from the brick wall towards the four guards.

He drew his long saber, and a saber glow slashed out. Terrifying saber energy instantly split into nine saber shadows in the sky, enveloping one of the guards.

"How is this possible!" The guard's eyes flashed with shock. His heart churned like a stormy sea. This saber strike was too terrifying. Was this the power of mastering a martial art to perfection?

Although they were also experts at the Houtian Ninth Stage, they hadn't even mastered a basic cultivation technique.

Even among experts at the Houtian Ninth Stage, there could be vast differences in strength. Ye Xiwen, despite only being at the Houtian Eighth Stage, was definitely capable of contending with peak experts of the Houtian Ninth Stage. How could these guards, who hadn't even learned an advanced cultivation technique, be his match?

"Pfft!" The guard had no time to react before Ye Xiwen cut him in half. To outsiders, it looked as if he was simply standing there foolishly letting Ye Xiwen kill him. In reality, all his escape routes – front, back, left, and right – were blocked by Ye Xiwen's saber, leaving him with no way to retreat, and he could only watch as he was killed.

"Third brother!" The remaining three guards cried out in grief.

"Attack, let's attack together and kill him!" In the blink of an eye, one of them was killed. The guards were terrified, but their killing intent grew even stronger. If an enemy was already this formidable now, how terrifying would he be in the future?

The three guards, who had cooperated for years, immediately moved in a coordinated attack, forming a triangular pincer formation and lunging at Ye Xiwen.

The distance of a dozen steps was covered in an instant. The three guards drew their long sabers and unleashed saber glows, striking towards Ye Xiwen.