Invincible Soul Emperor

Chapter 476: Participation Token

Xue Zhao asked Qi Sheng, her voice full of concern.

He simply shook his head and said, "Miss, you needn’t worry. Though that lad isn’t very strong, his movement technique is unmatched. If he wants to escape, those youngsters from the Divine Sword Sect can’t do a thing to him."

After Qi Sheng finished speaking, he glanced discreetly at Xue Zhao. For the Miss, with her temperament, to take the initiative to care about a man... this is absolutely unheard of. And she didn’t even get angry after that shameless stunt Ye Qingchen pulled just now. Could it be that she’s taken a liking to that boy?

Qi Sheng knew that although the Miss usually had a carefree demeanor, she was extremely particular about physical contact. Ordinary people couldn’t possibly touch her, yet today was so abnormal. Not only did she rest her leg on Ye Qingchen while sleeping, but she also didn’t resist when he picked her up to leave. What’s most infuriating is that she didn’t even get angry when he touched her bottom, and she even stopped Qi Tian from attacking him!

Xue Zhao naturally felt Qi Sheng’s peculiar gaze. Her face flushed as she said, "Don’t overthink it. I just find the lad interesting, that’s all."

Qi Sheng nodded, but his mind was still swirling with speculation.

Just then, Wu Zhengyang and his men arrived on their Spirit Boat. Seeing Xue Zhao’s party stopped by the roadside, they leaped off.

Wu Zhengyang leered at Xue Zhao. "Gorgeous, why aren’t you running anymore? Could it be you were waiting specially for me? Don’t worry, I won’t make you wait in vain. Soon, I’ll let you experience the joy of becoming a woman!"

Wu Zhengyang burst into loud laughter. Without the annoying Ye Qingchen, he was convinced that Xue Zhao and her two ordinary companions were no match for him. He was already fantasizing about which positions to use. After some deliberation, he decided he would just try all of them.

However, Wu Zhengyang failed to notice that his targets weren’t panicking. Instead, the three of them simply stared at him with cold indifference. Even if he had noticed, he would have just assumed they were frozen with fear.

"Qi Tian, make it quick," Xue Zhao ordered coolly.

Qi Tian nodded and dismounted.

"In your next life, be more careful about who you offend," Qi Tian said calmly. His body then soared into the air as his aura washed over them.

"A... a Martial Emperor!"

The members of the Divine Sword Sect were struck speechless when they saw Qi Tian levitating. This was a skill exclusive to the Martial Emperor Realm.

But Qi Tian gave them no chance to react. With a wave of his hand, an overwhelming amount of Energy engulfed the men. Their bodies swelled like balloons before finally exploding into a mist of blood.

Only at the moment of his death did Wu Zhengyang realize that Xue Zhao had been feigning weakness all along, but by then, it was too late.

After dealing with them, Qi Tian waved his hand again, manipulating the rain to wash the area clean. The storage rings of the deceased flew into his hand. If one had not witnessed it firsthand, it would be impossible to believe that several high-level Martial King Realm experts had just died here.

Qi Tian handed the storage rings to Xue Zhao. From Wu Zhengyang’s ring, she retrieved an exquisitely crafted token. This was the entry token for the Sect’s Newcomer Competition, which was required to participate.

"That kid is coming soon," Qi Sheng said, looking into the distance.

Xue Zhao nodded, her gaze following his.

Before long, Ye Qingchen appeared in their line of sight. Moving like a streak of light, he rushed to their side. Seeing the three of them safe and sound, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After breaking free from his pursuers’ encirclement, Ye Qingchen had feared they would go after Xue Zhao’s group, so he had changed direction and hurried after them.

"Why did you stop here? It’s not safe, let’s go!" Ye Qingchen asked anxiously when he saw the three of them unharmed but lingering by the road.

He especially noticed that the clothes he had used to secure Xue Zhao to the saddle had been untied. He walked over, intending to secure her again.

However, as Ye Qingchen approached, Xue Zhao’s playful mood resurfaced. She pretended to go limp, sliding off the horse just as he reached her and falling directly into his arms. Seizing the opportunity, she stealthily slipped the token she had taken from Wu Zhengyang into Ye Qingchen’s pocket.

"Big brother, I still feel a bit sick," Xue Zhao said coquettishly from his embrace.

The two brothers, Qi Tian and Qi Sheng, turned their heads away, refusing to look at the affectionate pair. Alas! This little girl is so mischievous. There’s really no way to handle her!

Repeating his earlier action, Ye Qingchen supported Xue Zhao’s bottom with his hands and hefted her back onto the horse. After securing her once more, he patted her small hand and said, "You were poisoned by mistake, but I’ve already given you a Spirit Pill. You’ll probably feel unwell for another few hours. Just hold on. Those villains might catch up soon."

As Ye Qingchen spoke, his face flushed slightly. The first time he had lifted Xue Zhao onto the horse, things had been too urgent for him to think much about it. But doing it again just now, the surprising springiness he felt through his palm made his mind wander. On top of that, the unique fragrance of a young maiden from when she had collapsed into his arms still lingered at the tip of his nose.

Ye Qingchen quickly brushed the thought aside. He took out several more Spirit Pills and handed them to the brothers. "Take Xue Zhao and go first. Here are some Spirit Pills. Each of you take one, and give another to Xue Zhao at dawn. Try to avoid this area in the future. Those people are dangerous."

Qi Sheng accepted the Spirit Pills and cupped his fist toward Ye Qingchen. "Farewell for now, young brother."

Ye Qingchen returned the gesture and watched the three of them leave. Xue Zhao looked as if she wanted to say something more, but Ye Qingchen slapped the horse’s rump, and the Green Spirit Horse bolted, vanishing in a cloud of dust.

Watching them ride into the distance, Ye Qingchen remained behind to wait for Wu Zhengyang and his men. He waited until dawn, but they never appeared. He figured they must have gone the wrong way, and after so much time had passed, it would be too late for them to cause any more trouble for Xue Zhao’s party anyway.

By this time, the heavy rain had long since stopped, and the sun was out. Ye Qingchen changed out of his wet clothes, tossing them casually into his storage ring. The Sect’s Newcomer Competition was fast approaching. He had to hurry to Eternal City