Invincible Soul Emperor-Chapter 239: Consecutive Instant Kills

After consolidating his Realm, Ye Qingchen stopped cultivating. It was not because he had hit a bottleneck, but because he was counting the days; there was not much time left until Qin Xi’s father would arrive. This was his first time facing an expert of the Martial Spirit Realm, so Ye Qingchen had to make thorough preparations to ensure a flawless victory.

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Meanwhile, Qin Dahai sped along the road and finally arrived at Qingyun Town. He and his retinue then strode imperiously toward the Ye Family estate.

"Old Yang! Get your ass out here!" Qin Dahai bellowed as he marched forward. "I sent you to protect my daughter, and now she’s been kidnapped! What the hell have you been doing all this time, you old bastard? Worthless!"

Qin Dahai’s shouting caught Ye Qingchen’s attention. He dismissed the other Ye Family members and walked out of the gates alone.

"Kid, have your elders come out and talk!" Qin Dahai sneered, looking down on Ye Qingchen with disdain. He was slightly surprised that someone so young had reached the Martial Master Realm. Still, in the eyes of a Martial Spirit Realm expert, a Martial Master was no different from an ant.

Ye Qingchen laughed coldly. "So, you’re Qin Xi’s father, Qin Dahai? I’ve been waiting a long time for you."

Qin Dahai’s eyes narrowed. "Kid, you know the whereabouts of my precious daughter?" he said coldly. "Excellent. Hand her over obediently, kneel, and kowtow a hundred times. If you do, I might consider leaving your corpse intact."

Ye Qingchen faintly shook his head and was about to speak, but an Eighth-Layer Martial Master standing beside Qin Dahai interjected, "Master, why waste your breath on this trash? Just let me capture him. Then he’ll be completely at our mercy." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Qin Dahai nodded slightly. This kid is merely a Sixth-Layer Martial Master. Sending an Eighth-Layer subordinate to deal with him is already giving him too much credit.

After receiving permission, the Eighth-Layer Martial Master bowed to Qin Dahai before striding toward Ye Qingchen.

"You brat, I advise you to surrender without a fight. It’ll spare you a world of pain," the man sneered, cracking his knuckles. Though his words were arrogant, his actions were swift and ruthless. He lunged forward, his sword blurring into a rain of strikes that instantly enveloped Ye Qingchen. The attack was vicious and utterly merciless.

For such cannon fodder, Ye Qingchen could not even be bothered to reply. He did not even draw his Qingfeng Sword, simply unleashing his Picking Leaf Hand.

His palm passed effortlessly through the rain of strikes and landed fiercely on the Eighth-Layer Martial Master’s chest.

SPURT!

The man spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed heavily to the ground, his eyes wide with indignation as he died on the spot. It was a single-move, instant kill.

Qin Dahai, who had been brimming with confidence just a moment ago, watched his subordinate die in a single blow. His eyes flickered, but in his mind, such strength was still insignificant.

He waved his hand, and two Ninth-Layer Martial Masters stepped forward. "You two, capture this boy," he ordered. "Remember, I want him alive!"

This kid is a bit special, but that’s all. Defeating an Eighth-Layer Martial Master must be his limit, Qin Dahai thought. He still needed to get information about his daughter from Ye Qingchen, so he specifically ordered them to leave the boy breathing. That way, he could personally torture the truth out of him, or perhaps even use Ye Qingchen as a hostage to exchange for his beloved daughter, Qin Xi.

If this had been the Ye Qingchen of a month ago, he would have had no choice but to flee from two Ninth-Layer Martial Masters. But the current Ye Qingchen no longer saw these lackeys as a threat.

Ye Qingchen drew his Qingfeng Sword and unleashed Sword Dusting the Wind, sending a powerful beam of sword light slashing toward the two Ninth-Layer Martial Masters. The two men had initially been dismissive of Ye Qingchen, but when they felt the formidable Sword Intent erupt from him, they realized it was already too late to escape.

The two Ninth-Layer Martial Masters desperately used their signature techniques, hoping to survive the stunning sword strike. However, Ye Qingchen’s sword momentum was unstoppable. It shattered their defenses in an instant and continued, undiminished, toward their bodies.

SCHLICK! SCHLICK!

In the next instant, the two Ninth-Layer Martial Masters were sliced in two.

His combat prowess had, of course, grown thanks to his arduous training over the past few days, but it was also due to the tempering from the Fen Tian Earth Fire and the ancient Spiritual Fire. The two Exotic Flames not only made the Spiritual Energy in his body incredibly pure but also expanded his meridians to several times the width of an ordinary person’s. As a result, the amount of Spiritual Energy he could mobilize was far greater, and the speed at which he executed his techniques was beyond what any ordinary person could match. And, of course, his stamina was now beyond question.

This was the terrifying aspect of Ye Qingchen. He combined strength, explosive power, and speed into a single deadly package. For him, a battle against a higher-level opponent—something inconceivable to others—was almost trivial.

Seeing two more of his capable subordinates fall at Ye Qingchen’s hand, Qin Dahai was finally startled. This kid’s combat power is unexpectedly strong! It seems I’ll have to capture him myself.

After killing the two Ninth-Layer Martial Masters, Ye Qingchen dusted off his hands as if he had just done something trivial. He then spoke coolly, "That ’Old Yang’ you were calling for... he wouldn’t happen to be the old man that little bitch Qin Yue sent to assassinate me, would he? Well, I can tell you now, that old bastard died by my hand long ago."

Qin Dahai’s brow furrowed. Old Yang’s strength was a cut above the two Ninth-Layer Martial Masters he had just lost. That was precisely why Qin Dahai had been confident enough to leave him by Qin Yue’s side to protect Qin Xi. If Ye Qingchen had killed Old Yang, then it was highly likely that he had also captured his daughter.

At this thought, Qin Dahai spoke again, his voice colder than ice. "Brat, I admit you have some ability. But I am a Martial Spirit Realm expert. Your little tricks are nothing before me. I will give you one last chance: tell me where my daughter is, and I might spare your life."

As soon as Qin Dahai finished speaking, a man in scholarly robes stepped out from behind him. He appeared to be in his thirties or forties and held a feather fan, looking every bit the refined academic. The man smiled faintly and whispered to Qin Dahai, "Master, this boy likely intends to use your daughter as leverage. Allow me to engage him. This will create an opening for you to enter the Ye Family estate and search for the young miss."

Qin Dahai heard his subordinate’s plan and nodded in deep agreement.

The man then walked toward Ye Qingchen. "You must be Ye Qingchen," he said. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Zhang Nu, a First-Layer Martial Spirit Realm cultivator. Since you seem so eager for a fight, I shall indulge you for a few rounds."

After speaking, Zhang Nu did not move immediately. He simply watched Ye Qingchen with an air of indifference, as if the young man was not worth his serious attention. This was the innate arrogance of a Martial Spirit Realm expert. The combat power Ye Qingchen had just displayed was formidable, but he was, after all, still in the Martial Master Realm. In the eyes of a Martial Spirit Realm expert, even a peak Ninth-Layer Martial Master was nothing more than an ant. And in Zhang Nu’s eyes, Ye Qingchen was even less than that.