Chapter 283 - 309: The 7th Prince, Deep into the Grand Hall, To Prove His Resolve with Death

However, once his words fell, the surroundings were utterly silent. There was no response.

Jin Yunfeng took a step forward, knelt on both knees, and bowed deeply once more.

"Mansion Master, please lend me your strength!"

After kowtowing three consecutive times.

Jin Yunfeng felt the three incense sticks in his hand tremble slightly. Wisps of green smoke drifted up and slipped into his mind.

He sensed it for a moment and saw an incomparably brilliant golden sun floating in the depths of his mind.

"Thank you, Mansion Master!"

Jin Yunfeng took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

In the distance, several patrolling soldiers who had noticed the commotion were already running over, holding sharp, silver long-spears.

As they moved, Divine Light flowed around them. In an instant, they covered hundreds, then thousands of feet. They were clearly individuals of profound Cultivation.

But with Qin Wuliang’s help, Jin Yunfeng instantly transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished on the spot.

Although the Cultivation of these patrolling soldiers was impressive, how could they possibly compare to Qin Wuliang?

...

The Da Yu Capital City was boundlessly vast, nearly a hundred times the size of an ordinary Prefecture City. Countless powers, large and small, had taken root here, entrenching themselves in all directions.

Walking through the crowd, Jin Yunfeng closed his eyes slightly and could perceive a wisp of green smoke floating before him.

’With this wisp of green smoke, I can enter that branch of the Gui Chen Sect...’

Looking at the wisp of green smoke, Jin Yunfeng came to a realization.

But he didn’t rush to use it. Instead, he walked slowly along the wide avenue, heading in a certain direction.

On the bustling long street, the cries of street vendors, the shouts from within the taverns, and the noisy laughter of the crowd were all clearly audible.

Few of the pedestrians on the street were sallow and emaciated; most were dressed in magnificent robes.

BANG!

As he was walking, a small child suddenly ran by laughing and carelessly bumped into Jin Yunfeng.

"Sir! I didn’t mean to."

The somewhat scrawny child was startled upon seeing Jin Yunfeng’s burly frame and rather ugly face.

"You little rascal, you dare try to steal from me?"

Jin Yunfeng’s eyes suddenly widened. He grabbed the child’s right arm and took back a black coin purse from his hand.

"Ow! He’s hitting me! He’s bullying a child!"

The child cried out in pain.

Although this was a commoner’s street and most of the people around were ordinary folk with no Cultivation, they weren’t stupid.

Seeing the burly Jin Yunfeng holding the coin purse, how could they not understand what had just happened?

Even if they were mistaken, one look at his imposing build and the Great Sword on his back told them this man was not someone to be trifled with.

At this moment, although a crowd had gathered to watch, no one spoke up.

The child was accustomed to stealing. Seeing that his act wasn’t working, he immediately softened his tone and said, "Sir, please spare me!"

"I’ll dare to do it again next time!"

"Spare you, so you’ll dare to do it again next time!?"

Jin Yunfeng looked stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. The surrounding crowd also roared with laughter.

The child’s face flushed red. "No... I won’t dare! I’ll never dare to do it again."

Jin Yunfeng couldn’t be bothered to give him any more trouble. He had seen too many horrific tragedies on his journey; this bit of petty theft was hardly enough to stir his emotions.

However, while the crime could be forgiven, a small punishment was in order.

So, he released his right hand and watched the child scamper away, shaking his head with a smile.

The next moment, a silver coin purse appeared out of thin air in his hand.

And this coin purse, naturally, belonged to that very same youth.

Jin Yunfeng weighed the purse in his hand and grinned.

"Just enough for me to have a good meal."

With that, Jin Yunfeng walked straight to the nearest tavern and called out:

"Shopkeeper! Three catties of wine, and bring me all the best side dishes in your tavern."

Tossing the silver coin purse casually, Jin Yunfeng found a seat.

The tavern was crowded, but the service was highly efficient.

Soon, a large table full of food and wine was placed before Jin Yunfeng.

"The food’s not bad, and the wine is decent too."

Sometime later, Jin Yunfeng patted his stomach. The wisp of green smoke before his eyes transformed into Divine Light and dissipated.

He was a little curious. How would the Master of the Gui Dao Mansion, arguably the strongest expert in the world, help him?

But he didn’t dwell on it. He simply calmed his mind, his chopsticks never stopping, his wine cup never empty.

A short while later, a plain-looking, expressionless middle-aged man walked over and sat down opposite Jin Yunfeng.

The man sized up Jin Yunfeng, then spoke:

"Come with me. My master is looking for you!"

Jin Yunfeng, now somewhat drunk, slammed the table and said:

"Then lead the way!"

The man’s face darkened, but he didn’t react. He rose silently and led Jin Yunfeng out of the tavern.

The two of them wound their way through the streets and, before long, arrived at an inconspicuous, secluded courtyard.

In the small courtyard, several middle-aged men with powerful auras stood ramrod straight, holding sabers and swords. There was also a mysterious, one-eyed man standing with his hands at his sides.

And under an old tree in the courtyard, a graceful and noble-looking old man was seated on a stone chair.

The old man looked to be in his sixties. The robes he wore weren’t particularly exquisite, but they couldn’t conceal his noble air.

The old man looked at Jin Yunfeng and nodded slightly.

"Worthy of being the former Civil and Martial Champion Scholar of Desolate Province. Truly a man of passion, bold and unrestrained!"

Jin Yunfeng’s eyes flickered; he already recognized who this old man was.

The current Seventh Prince!

This man was once dazzlingly brilliant, with terrifying talent. But for some unknown reason, his Essence Blood had been completely drained, his face had withered, and he was ultimately reduced to a cripple.

It was said he didn’t have many years left to live.

"All of you, leave us!"

The others hesitated, but they dared not disobey the old man’s command. They bowed and retreated one by one.

Only the mysterious, one-eyed man remained, standing his ground without moving.

Jin Yunfeng didn’t care. He sat down opposite the Seventh Prince and spoke directly:

"I want to get into the Gui Chen Sect’s branch!"

He couldn’t be bothered to wonder if the Seventh Prince before him had ulterior motives and was using him.

What he wanted to do was also very simple.

Cause a huge commotion and reveal the truth to the world.

Avenge the countless wronged souls who died tragically at the hands of the Gui Chen Sect and obtain justice for them!

"Straight to the point, I see!"

The old man was slightly taken aback, then his expression turned grave as he said:

"That branch established by the Gui Chen Sect is heavily guarded, and it’s difficult for non-believers to enter. However, with a few tricks, it will be easy for us to get you inside."

"But, several Elders of the Gui Chen Sect are stationed within that branch. You must be extremely careful."

The old man didn’t say much more.

He took out a map and some glittering golden Divine Talismans and handed them to Jin Yunfeng.

After accepting them, Jin Yunfeng clasped his hands in a salute, then immediately departed with a carefree stride.

The old man returned the salute and sighed in admiration.

"This man is a true hero!"

Over the years, many had discovered the Gui Chen Sect’s sinister side, but very few were truly willing to act.

Seeing Jin Yunfeng stirred a ripple in his heart.

"It’s just a pity. He’ll most likely die, and it will be difficult to succeed."

The mysterious man sighed. The Black Robe he wore slowly disappeared, revealing his true appearance.

He was a tall Monk with a broad brow.

"If you dare to try, you might not succeed. But if you don’t dare to try, you never will."

"It’s just like me back then. If it weren’t for the several Demon Venerable artifacts within the Gui Chen Sect, I would have uprooted it long ago."

"That Elder Gui Chen is cruel and bloodthirsty, comparable to a peerless Fierce Demon."

The Seventh Prince’s face turned cold, his voice thick with intense hatred:

"For such a Fierce Demon to become the Director of the Dayu Incense Hall... I have no idea what Father Emperor is thinking!"

The tall Monk at his side was slightly moved, and a trace of pity arose in his heart.

The Seventh Prince before him originally had world-shaking talent. At a young age, he had reached the Returning Void realm and had hopes of achieving Ascension to Immortality in the future.

Unfortunately, ever since he ignored all advice, brought a super weapon, and charged into the Gui Chen Sect’s headquarters alone, the Leader of Gui Chen Sect had plundered all his Essence Blood, reducing him to an ordinary man.

How could he not feel hatred in his heart?

...

「At that moment, the sun was setting behind the West Mountain. Night gradually fell, blanketing everything.」

Jin Yunfeng held a jug of wine, leaning against the eaves of a tall building somewhere outside the Gui Chen Sect’s branch.

Drinking wine while waiting for the right moment.

The wine was strong, burning his chest like fire.

The flames in his heart also began to boil.

’Tens of thousands of people.’

’Whose parents were they? Whose children? Whose brothers and sisters?’

’Whose families’ pillars of support were they?’

’They might have died sooner or later, but they shouldn’t have had their Essence Blood drained and refined into Elixirs, their very bodies reduced to vessels for others to swap into!’

CRASH!

At a certain moment, the wine jug fell to the ground.

Jin Yunfeng stood up, took out a Divine Talisman, activated it, and floated away.

He rode the descending curtain of night, mingling with the breeze. In an instant, he crossed ten li. In just a few moments, he had already snuck into the Gui Chen Sect’s branch.

Although his Cultivation wasn’t high, only at the Dragon Mansion realm, with the help of the Divine Talisman, he concealed his figure and aura. With a few leaps, he entered the depths of the branch.

Several powerful waves of Divine Sense swept past him, but none detected him.

At this moment, however, even the golden sun in his mind was unaware that a mysterious strand of the Power of Divine Thought was enveloping Jin Yunfeng.

「In a small courtyard in the Desolate State Mansion.」

A gleam flashed in Su Bai’s eyes; he saw this scene with perfect clarity.

’Though he’s destined to fail, his courage is commendable...’

He murmured to himself and continued to watch Jin Yunfeng.

By now, Jin Yunfeng had approached the very core of the branch. The Gui Chen Sect’s most talented disciples and some Elders with powerful Cultivation resided there.

Outside a resplendent, golden grand hall.

Jin Yunfeng slowed his steps. He took out several offensive Divine Talismans of unimaginable power, his gaze cold as he looked at the brightly lit grand hall ahead.

Vaguely, through the layers of bright lamplight, he saw the disciples and Elders cultivating with their eyes closed, and upon them, the deep, indelible stains of their sins!

All the luxury in this hall was built on blood and broken bones.

And their profound Cultivation had been built upon taking countless lives.

At this thought, Jin Yunfeng’s expression turned chilling, and the fury in his heart reached its peak.

Since no one else was willing to speak up about this matter, he would be the first.

The thought solidified, and Jin Yunfeng clenched several Divine Talismans in his hand.

There was only one thought in his mind.

To make his stand, even in death!

But just as he was about to activate the Divine Talismans...

"Who’s there!?"

A bone-chilling voice echoed from the depths of the grand hall!