My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 193: The Third Prince of the Xia Dynasty!

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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Clan leader!”

“Clan leader!”

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that Zhao Tianxiong had been angered to death, the members of the Panlong family who had gathered turned pale with fright. Their faces could not help but reveal intense grief.

They looked at Zhao Zichen with unprecedented hatred.

The Panlong family’s current situation was all thanks to Zhao Zichen.

“Zhao Zichen, I curse you to die a horrible death!”

In the crowd, some clansmen roared ferociously.

“Vile creature! The Panlong family has been passed down for more than five thousand years! How could we have produced a damned vile creature like you? The family is unfortunate! This is our misfortune!”

“Emissary Dongfang, please let us kill Zhao Zichen and clean up the mess!”

“If this person doesn’t die, the Zhao family will never have a day of peace!”

At this moment, the crowd was furious.

All the clansmen present had bloodshot eyes. They wished they could cut Zhao Zichen into pieces and grind his bones into ashes.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Under the lead of Zhao Xuanming and the other ancestors, they knelt and kowtowed to Lin Wudao, all just to kill Zhao Zichen.

Lin Wudao did not agree to their request immediately, because Zhao Zichen could not die yet.

“This is the grudge of your Panlong family. It has nothing to do with me. I came here today to protect your ancestral graves according to the deal. As for the rest, you can do as you please.”

As he spoke, Lin Wudao slapped Zhao Zichen’s body, causing him to fly instantly toward Zhao Xuanming and the others.

Seeing this, elders with powerful cultivation immediately flew up from the crowd and charged toward Zhao Zichen fiercely.

However, just as their attacks were about to land on Zhao Zichen, a terrifying hand suddenly descended from the sky and grabbed the latter.

The one who made a move was Qin Daofu.

“Let’s go!”

After taking a deep look at Lin Wudao, Qin Daofu took Zhao Zichen and disappeared without any hesitation.

“Damn it!”

“Bloody Qin Daofu, the Panlong family is irreconcilable with you!”

“Dammit, we let that beast escape again!”

Seeing Zhao Zichen being rescued by Qin Daofu, everyone’s eyes were filled with hatred.

The hatred seeped into their bones.

Soon after, they looked at Lin Wudao expectantly.

“Emissary Dongfang, can you help us kill Zhao Zichen?” Zhao Xuanming begged.

“Sure. If you are able to take out the corpses of ten Mystic Heaven realm powerhouses, I will help you kill Zhao Zichen.”

What was that? Ten Mystic Heaven realm powerhouses’ corpses?

Hearing this, everyone sucked in a cold breath.

All the patriarchs of the Panlong family had been mobilized just to gather ten bodies of the Heaven Capture realm. With their strength, they couldn’t even gather one Mystic Heaven realm corpse, let alone ten.

“Emissary Dongfang, can you show us mercy and allow us to gather the corpses of ten Mystic Heaven realm powerhouse for you in the future?”

“No. I don’t do things on credit. Since you can’t take out ten Mystic Heaven realm corpses, I can’t help you. After today, the deal between us will be considered complete.”

After saying that, Lin Wudao ignored the frantic pleas and despair of Zhao Xuanming and the others. He simply sat cross-legged in front of the ancestral shrine and quietly cultivated.

They wanted him to do things without any benefits? How could there be such a good thing in the world?

“Sigh… The heavens are not blessing the Panlong family.”

Seeing that Lin Wudao was unwilling to help, Zhao Xuanming and the others were both indignant and filled with endless sadness and helplessness.

They had never thought that an ancient aristocratic family with a heritage of more than five thousand years would fall into such a miserable situation today. “Men, go find a better place to bury Zhao Tianxiong.”

Zhao Xuanming waved his hand weakly.

Then, he dragged his old and sorrowful body and staggered out of the Buried Dragon Ridge.

The rest of the clan members present also looked as if they had just lost their parents. Their eyes were filled with confusion.

After today, God knows where their future will lead, and God knows what kind of life and fate awaits them.

Lin Wudao had no sympathy or pity for the Panlong family.

A day later, after the transaction was over, he left the Buried Dragon Ridge.

Myth Inn.

Boom!

With a wave of his hand, Lin Wudao took out the 18 mutated beast corpses he had obtained from the Panlong family and threw them all into the Corpse-refining Furnace.

After two days, he finally managed to refine all the mutant beast corpses. After extracting a ten-thousandth of their essence, his cultivation broke through to the mid-stage of the Heavenly Cycle realm.

Lin Wudao wasn’t too happy about this result, but he wasn’t too disappointed either.

Everything was within his expectations.

“Someone.”

After calling out softly, Yin Siming and Li Zangtian entered the room.

“How long have I been in seclusion?”

“Reporting to the City Lord, it has been exactly three days.”

“I see.”

Lin Wudao nodded.

According to their previous plan, the Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu would have already dug up the Panlong family’s ancestral grave in these two days.

“I wonder what kind of harvest we will get this time?”

A trace of anticipation flashed across his eyes.

“Oh right, during these few days when I was in seclusion, did anything major happen in the ancient city of Panlong?”

“Yes, yes, there is. City Lord, on the day that you went into seclusion, the Seventh Young Master of the Panlong family, Zhao Zichen, along with Qin Daofu of the Wicked Trio, attacked the Buried Dragon Ridge. They wanted to dig the ancestral graves of the Panlong family. However, at the last moment, because the Panlong family invited Dongfang Bubai, Zhao Zichen and the others did not succeed. That being said, their clan leader, Zhao Tianxiong, was angered to death,” Yin Siming bowed and replied.

Naturally, Lin Wudao knew all of this.

“What happened after that? Did Zhao Zichen, Qin Daofu, and the others continue to dig the Panlong family’s ancestral grave?”

“This… No. There has been no activity on the Buried Dragon Ridge since they failed that day.”

Hmm? They didn’t take any action?

Hearing this, Lin Wudao couldn’t help but feel surprised.

With his understanding of the Mad Daoist, it was impossible for him not to be tempted by the ancestral grave of the Panlong family.

“Could it be that there was an accident?”

Thinking of this, he planned to find the Mad Daoist and the others later to see what was going on.

“By the way, City Lord, in the past few days, many major factions have come to the Panlong Ancient City. I don’t know if it’s because of Dongfang Bubai or because of the Taicang Ancestral Land in the Myriad Great Mountain Range. I saw that even the Third Crown Prince of the Xia Dynasty, Yan Wuque, had come. Moreover, he has a guardian.”

At this moment, Yin Siming’s voice sounded again.

Yan Wuque, the Third Crown Prince of the Xia Dynasty?

Lin Wudao was confused. He was not familiar with this person. “City Lord, there are a total of three Crown Princes in the Xia Dynasty. They are the First Crown Prince Yan Lingxiao, the Second Crown Prince Yan Wuheng, and the Third Crown Prince Yan Wuque. These three are the most outstanding princes besides the Eldest Princess, Yan Huihuang. In the future, the throne of the Xia Dynasty will be inherited by one of them.”

“The Third Crown Prince Yan Wuque is extremely talented and has an extraordinary aptitude bone. He has already reached the Heavenly Nirvana realm. His guardian is at least in the Divine Mansion realm. This time around, they suddenly came to the Panlong Ancient City. I’m worried that they are also here for the Seal of All Beings,” Yin Siming said in a deep voice.

Lin Wudao narrowed his eyes.

“Pay close attention to them for now. If that Yan Wuque really dares to fight with us for the Seal of All Beings, then I don’t mind sending him to his death.”

“Yes, sir.”

Yin Siming nodded respectfully.

After that, Lin Wudao gave some instructions before putting on the Heaven Evasion Cloak and the Mask of the Heavens. He then went to Qin Daofu’s room. At this moment, the Mad Daoist, Qin Daofu, and Zhao Zichen were all there. Moreover, they seemed to be discussing something..