Three Stones: "I Want to Top Up My Q Coins"

"Kill the old man! Tie up the girl and take her back to the sect!"

One of the stewards shouted, and several men moved to drag the girl out of the mud where she sat.

A guard drew his blade and slowly aimed it at the old man pinned beneath the cart.

The mule the grandfather and granddaughter had been driving had long since fled without a trace.

Tears filled the old man's eyes. His calloused hands, which had clung to the side of the cart, fell limp.

Just as the guard was about to strike, fog suddenly rolled across the entire clearing, blotting out everyone's sight.

"Careful! Enemy attack!"

A Soul Master shouted. Wings sprang from his back, and a fierce gust swept the fog away.

Only then did everyone realize, to their shock, that the people were gone!

"Where are they? Where?" The Soul Master in the air searched the area. The Soul Masters he had sent to seize the girl had vanished along with her group.

Only a jumble of footprints remained.

As the entire convoy stood tense and at a loss, a golden light shot toward their eyes!

To prevent the world from being destroyed!

To protect the dawn of the world!

"Enough with the theatrics! Who are you people?"

A wind blade flew toward Baozi Bro and Brother Tree in the air!

The two were forced down and landed back-to-back.

Brother Tree was still twirling a rose in his hand as he continued his lines.

Adorable and charming villains~

That's right, meow!

A fox Martial Soul Soul Master dressed in black burst from the bushes, followed by more than two thousand brothers!

"Friend, I see you bullying men and preying on women. This poor Daoist cast a divination for you today, and it foretold bloodshed!

"Hand over your money and Soul Tools at once.

"Perhaps then you can avert this calamity."

A Clone leaning on a cane slowly emerged from the crowd.

"What the hell are all these people?

"What are you waiting for? Kill them all!"

A blond youth yanked aside the carriage's jeweled curtain and swept an impatient glance over the many Clones. He swallowed, then ducked back inside!

"Uncle Fu! What are you doing? Once I reach Shrek City, I'll write to my father!

"Every one of you guards will be punished!"

At the arrogant voice, Uncle Fu gave an irritated grunt.

"Yes, young master." He looked over the Clones below, then said to those around him,

"Attack!"

But even as they spoke, the remaining guards began to stir uneasily.

"Honestly, you don't even realize you've been poisoned.

"What a shame. Not a shred of vigilance!"

The Clone with the cane gave a derisive laugh.

A silver snake slowly slipped from his sleeve and coiled around the cane.

A cloud of pink poison blew toward the people in the convoy. First Soul Skill: Love-Toxin Powder!

"Brothers, charge!

"We want to eat big, freshly baked flatbreads too—tender and juicy, with crisp crusts and savory fillings!"

Baozi Bro threw a punch toward the three-ring Soul Elder flying overhead. A bun flew up and smacked him in the face.

Just as everyone surged forward to fight, the sound of a carriage's wooden frame splintering rang out from within the convoy.

"He's a Five-Ring Soul King!"

A sharp-eyed flying Clone reported from midair.

Countless vines surged toward that carriage.

So what if he's Power Attack System? We've got plenty of controllers. Give each of us one second, and we'll lock him down for good.

"All right, Eagle-Eye Bro, come back! You're too close. Watch out for stray attacks!"

Before Baozi Bro had finished speaking, a wave of light shot straight at Hawkeye in midair.

Luckily, Eagle-Eye Bro was quick. He released his Martial Soul Possession and plummeted toward the ground.

"Holy crap! I almost died!"

Fortunately, a soft mass of Blue Silver Grass caught him securely.

"Thank goodness. I'm not flying that high next time. Their area attack nearly one-shot me.

"Blue Silver Grass bros, get him!"

At Hawkeye's command, he activated his First Soul Skill.

Enemy Intelligence Sharing~ The position of any enemy unit marked by his gaze would be shared unconditionally with all nearby allies.

"Fly!

"First Soul Skill!"

A red-outlined figure appeared in the Clones' vision, visible even through obstacles.

That ability was downright heaven-defying!

Jiang Hao gave his assessment and stuffed another flatbread into his mouth. Explosions sounded below.

"Stop, all of you! You lowly bandits, do you know who I am?

"I am the young sect master of the Xuanming Sect!

"If you don't want to die, get lost!"

The blond youth, once immaculate in his finery, now had a fierce look in his eyes.

He held a shield in his hand and blocked a Clone's attack.

Not far away, the Clones who heard him spat.

"Pah! Xuanming Sect scum! As it happens, there's nothing I despise more than the Xuanming Sect! Watch me gore you!"

The speaker was a boar Martial Soul Soul Master. The young sect master of the Xuanming Sect?

Wasn't that Xu Sanshi?

There wasn't a decent soul in the entire Xuanming Sect. You couldn't be any better.

Weren't you just after that girl's body?

"I'm going to gore you down there today. Let's see you hurt anyone else after that."

As the boar Soul Master spoke, the Clone beside him, who held a broadsword, laughed. "Boar Bro, don't be hasty. My Martial Soul's a scalpel. This is my specialty. Leave him to me in a minute, and don't kill him!"

As they spoke, the Clones who had only been fighting the household guards turned their attention to Xu Sanshi.

They abandoned their many-on-one training session with the household guards.

The Clones closed in on Xu Sanshi. Not far away, the Five-Ring Soul King roared himself hoarse. "Young master, run!"

He struggled desperately to break free of the various stunning and restraining Soul Skills.

He crawled toward Xu Sanshi at a tortoise's pace. Seeing the Clones closing in on him, Xu Sanshi could not stop his legs from trembling.

"You filthy commoners, get away from me! I'll have you flayed!"

"Well, well, if it isn't the young sect master?

"When did you get so pathetic?"

"Any of you Clone bros have an anesthetic Soul Skill? Hit him with it first. I'm afraid the kid might die from the pain."

The scalpel Clone toyed with his Martial Soul. He had pulled a white coat over his black robe and put on a mask.

An operation called for professionalism. The conditions here were crude, but personal hygiene still mattered.

The nearby Clones nodded in agreement. Several Blue Silver Grass Clones stepped forward. "We all chose the Mandala Snake for our First Soul Skill.

"It has a numbing effect. With this many of us, that should be enough, right?"

As Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Xu Sanshi's limbs, his whole body began to convulse.

"Please, brothers, don't—don't hurt me!

"I have money! Lots of money!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly pulled the Ring off his finger. But in the next instant, he was laid bare on the carriage.

He still gripped the Ring, trying to hold it high.

Then the Blue Silver Grass's purple fuzz pierced his skin.

Blue Silver Grass leaves covered his mouth.

The scalpel slowly moved toward his lower abdomen.

A line of tears ran down Xu Sanshi's face. The Ring he had clutched so tightly fell onto the carriage with a clang.

Xu Sanshi whimpered, "Who are you people?"

The masked Soul Master with the scalpel Martial Soul smiled. "Remember my name: Dottore, the second Fatui Executive!"

"You monsters! Fatui—I'll remember you!"

Xu Sanshi curled up miserably, but a stab of agony came the moment he tried to bring his legs together.

Beside him, the bearded man, swollen all over and riddled with poison, slumped helplessly.

His gaze remained fixed below Xu Sanshi's waist.

He had seen everything clearly. Bound as he was, he had not even been able to close his eyes.

"No! Young master, don't be too upset.

"The other Xuanming Shield Martial Soul disciples in the convoy ended up just like you. Some had it even worse—they didn't get anesthetic before they were cut."