Flender, Run and I'll Shoot You!

The first thing to appear was Yin Chuan's long legs,

followed by the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear.

Yin Chuan withdrew his leg, planted his feet, gave the spearhead a shake, and pointed the great spear directly at Flender.

The Tyrant's unstoppable aura locked onto Flender, making him feel a surge of fear.

"If you do business like this, don't blame people for smashing up your shop."

"Little San, Xiao Wu, smash it!"

"Your uncle's got your backs."

Yin Chuan's domineering presence overflowed.

He dared to swindle his nephew?

Then this uncle would not be pleased. If you walked the streets, you had to pay your dues. If you got beaten, you had to stand at attention!

If Flender dared run a shady shop, he could not blame them for wrecking it.

"Got it, Uncle!"

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, and she immediately began smashing things in excitement. She grabbed a lamp from the little shop and smashed it to pieces, then turned to wreak havoc on everything else.

Xiao Wu had always been a little devil who loved stirring up trouble, and she already disliked Flender.

Now that Yin Chuan was backing her up, she naturally did not hold back.

Before long, under Flender's heartbroken gaze, she had turned the little shop into a complete mess.

Tang San joined in as well.

After all, his uncle had given the word. He certainly would not stand idly by, though he was far more restrained than Xiao Wu.

"Let loose, Little San! Your uncle has spoken—we need to teach this crooked merchant a lesson!"

Xiao Wu excitedly destroyed things while egging Tang San on.

"Fine."

Tang San sped up as well.

The two quickly ruined Flender's little shop beyond recognition, though most of the damage was Xiao Wu's handiwork.

Tang San casually picked up an unwanted piece of Hair Crystal, his eyes fixed on Yin Chuan with concern.

Would they cause trouble for Uncle by doing this?

"Young people, don't be too impulsive."

Flender calmly watched Xiao Wu and Tang San wreck the place.

Once they had nearly finished,

he adjusted his glasses. A crafty gleam flashed through his eyes as the corners of his mouth curled upward.

Good. Now it was time to discuss compensation.

"You smashed my shop, so you had your fun. But unless you pay one million Gold Soul Coins today, you're not leaving!"

Flender wore a confident smile.

Yin Chuan's entrance had indeed intimidated him at first.

But after sensing that Yin Chuan's Soul Power Level was only sixty-seven, he, a level seventy-eight Soul Sage, had nothing to fear!

Smash away, then!

It was only a lousy little shop. Flender felt some heartache over it after it was destroyed,

but compared to the one million Gold Soul Coins that were about to fall into his hands, it was not worth mentioning!

Paying compensation for damaged property was only natural.

Could they not afford it?

Then this level sixty-seven Soul Emperor would be brought under his command and made to work at Shrek Academy to pay off the debt...

"Without one million Gold Soul Coins, we can't leave?"

"Pfft!"

"Mister, are you trying to extort us? Are you so desperate for money that you've lost your mind? Do you even know who he is?"

As though she had heard a ridiculous joke, Xiao Wu pulled Tang San along as she mocked Flender.

Extorting Yin Chuan?

This shady shop owner sure had guts!

"Don't even think about it."

Tang San snorted coldly as well.

He dared extort his uncle?

This damned Four-Eyed Old Thief already had a death wish!

He had initially been wary because the old thief's aura was unfathomable. But now that he had insulted his uncle, he was Tang San's sworn enemy!

"I have one million Gold Soul Coins. That depends on whether you have what it takes to collect them."

Yin Chuan stepped forward with his left foot.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!

A standard Soul Emperor Soul Ring configuration, concealed by the Spirit Ring Disguise Technique, appeared beneath his feet.

His level sixty-seven cultivation was fully revealed.

"Interesting."

"You're so young, yet your cultivation has already reached level sixty-seven. You're a monster too."

"Unfortunately, you've encountered a Soul Sage with a Martial Soul Avatar!"

"And this old man's Soul Power has already reached level seventy-eight!"

"With a full eleven levels of Soul Power between us, you have no chance at all."

Flender smiled as though victory were already his, speaking in an unhurried tone.

Level seventy-eight against level sixty-seven—the advantage was his!

This was in the bag!

"What? Level seventy-eight?!"

Tang San and Xiao Wu were both startled.

This was bad!

It seemed they had kicked an iron plate.

Who would have thought that in such a backwater little town, there would be someone whose level was so much higher than Uncle's?

Xiao Wu felt especially guilty. Had she known, she would not have smashed things so enthusiastically.

Tang San immediately looked to Yin Chuan's expression.

Seeing that Yin Chuan remained completely confident, he was instantly reassured. Uncle had a plan!

He believed in his uncle!

"Second Soul Skill, All Vegetation as Soldiers!"

Yin Chuan remained motionless, utterly unaffected by Flender's confident pressure.

The second Soul Ring beneath his feet blazed wildly.

Around him and Flender, twelve Blue Silver Spearmen burst from the ground and condensed into humanoid forms.

Clang!

Twelve Blue Silver Tyrant Spears trembled, and the killing intent of the Blue Silver Spearmen soared into the sky.

Level sixty-two!

Every single Blue Silver Spearman had a Soul Power Level of sixty-two!

Only five levels below Yin Chuan,

there were a full twelve level sixty-two Soul Emperors!

At once, Flender's confident smile froze.

A fierce tiger could not defeat a pack of wolves.

Even a hero could be beaten to death by a swarm of fists.

Even with his level seventy-eight cultivation, he could not possibly contend against thirteen Soul Emperors!

Thirteen Soul Emperors, each using a sixth Soul Skill—what could he use to block them?

"So impressive!"

Tang San looked at Yin Chuan with eyes full of admiration.

Twelve Soul Emperors!

When would his eight Blue Silver Spearmen advance to the Soul Emperor level?

He wanted to be as majestic and imposing as his uncle too.

"Is this a summoning-type skill?"

Flender was indeed a little flustered, but then he recalled the theories of his good friend, Yu Xiaogang.

Those twelve Soul Emperor-level powerhouses had been summoned by Yin Chuan.

Summoning-type Soul Masters certainly existed,

but for a Soul Emperor to summon twelve Soul Emperor-level creatures...

That was clearly unreasonable.

According to Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul theory, this did not resemble a summoning Soul Skill. Instead, it was more likely a disguise-type Soul Skill!

It was most likely fake—a skill meant to deceive others and borrow a tiger's might.

"Stop playing tricks!"

Flender's temper flared as well. Did they really think a level seventy-eight Soul Sage like him had been scared into existence?

"Cat Eagle Possession!"

Flender immediately used Martial Soul Possession. The fourth Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed, and ten wind blades tore through the air toward the Blue Silver Spearmen.

At the same time,

wind elements wrapped around Flender's sharp claws as he immediately prepared to break through and pounce on Tang San and Xiao Wu.

He would take Tang San and Xiao Wu hostage first!

It was somewhat dishonorable, but this Soul Emperor was strange. He could not be blamed for taking extreme measures.

"Bold of you!"

"Xiaotian, get him!"

Yin Chuan pointed with one hand, and the jade pendant at his waist transformed into a slender white dog that shot out like a bolt of white lightning.

Woof!!

The Howling Celestial Dog was incredibly fast. In the cramped little shop, it held the advantage of the terrain.

With the Blue Silver Spearmen also intercepting Flender,

the Howling Celestial Dog struck after him yet arrived first, instantly biting down on Flender's leg.

"Ah!!!"

An agonizing pain instantly shot through his calf, making Flender cry out in pain.

He had been bitten by a dog!

Taking advantage of the Howling Celestial Dog's ambush, Tang San and Xiao Wu slipped away like rabbits.

"Leave first!"

Flender gritted his teeth. The situation was chaotic, so he intended to smash through the roof and flee first.

Once he was in the sky, he could attack from above and seize aerial superiority. The skies were his territory.

"Flender, if you dare run, I'll shoot you!"

"Go ahead and try. See whether I can shoot you down."

The fifth Soul Ring beneath Yin Chuan's feet lit up.

He assumed the stance of throwing a javelin.

His fifth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Array-Breaking Kill, was ready to strike!