Chapter 141: Prince’s little quilt 16 (part 1 of 2)

Cheng Wu and Xiong Wei couldn’t tell whether the youth was a friend or foe, but the ‘Nine Demons of Jiangnan’, on the other hand, were very clear that the youth definitely didn’t mean well. No matter how they racked their brains, they still couldn’t figure out when they had provoked such a powerful character. The nine assassins had already broken into a bit of cold sweat under the coercion strength brought about by this youth, that their hands, which were tightly gripping their weapons, were already damp. Even Cheng Wu, Xiong Wei, and the other imperial guards had goosebumps on their back. Only Yuwen Yin was able to motionlessly look at the youth.

The imperial guards only thought that Yuwen Yin was undaunted in the face of danger, but no one noticed the strong obsession in his gaze.

Because that youth is precisely his little quilt.

This kind of superior and arrogant look of his precious darling at this moment, just like his adorably naive appearance in usual times, were equally very attractive for Yuwen Yin. He was even unwilling to blink his eyes, and was completely incapable of moving his gaze away. So much so, that Yuwen Yin wholeheartedly wished to turn into a net, to gently and tightly wrap the youth up, so that nobody could see him, nor he be released in death.

The reason Shen Tong sat in a languidly lazy manner, was really not to be deliberately mystifying. But because his waist and butt were still uncomfortable, so he was left without any other choices but to just sit diagonally. He was still mad at Yuwen Yin deep inside. So even while knowing that the other was injured, and even though he was worried over the other’s injuries, he still stubbornly refused to spare him a glance.

But the nine assassins couldn’t stay still anymore.

Their leader fiercely gnashed his teeth and deliberated for a moment, before finally deciding to strike first in order to gain the upper hand. He abruptly raised his hand, triggering the jet-black throwing knife to swiftly and fiercely fly out from inside his sleeve!

It was infused with a powerful internal force, and moved in an incredibly strange trajectory as well. It speedily flew in a semicircle from the side, then circled back with thunderous momentum. The attack appeared to be meant towards the youth up the tree, but it actually went straight to Yuwen Yin’s throat!

The assassins’ intended target was only Yuwen Yin. But due to the sudden changes at this time, they naturally had to get things done in the shortest time possible. The sharp blade, which was instantly carried towards Yuwen Yin by the powerful wind current, was only thoroughly focused on taking Yuwen Yin’s life.

Even though Yuwen Yin’s gaze had always been affixed on the little quilt, but the resilience he had cultivated over these years of diligently practicing martial arts couldn’t be trifled with as well. He immediately blocked it with a sword, and avoided this attack with incredible speed.

However, there wasn’t only a single throwing knife.

The other two, which were shot out by the two other person, followed closely. The three assassins cooperated with tacit understanding, that the three knives were only 0.1 second apart from each other, and all the knives were aimed at the throat!

This life taking knife series is the proud cooperative skill of the Nine Demons, which had always been inescapable, that they were already preparing to withdraw without even looking at the inevitable and sure win result.

Yuwen Yin unexpectedly succeeded in blocking the two knives by himself.

This feat could already be counted as a very formidable feat. But because of his injured arm, his movements had unfortunately became a little slow, that he ultimately didn’t have the time to escape from the last knife. Just when the assassins thought that Yuwen Yin would undoubtedly die, the youth on the tree made his move.

He unexpectedly raised his hand and made use of his qi to intercept the lightning-like knife light, with a speed even faster than lightning!!

That visible but intangible light of the knife was forcibly broken like a chopstick, and was then thrown back towards the person who released the knife.

The person who released that knife uncontrollably shivered in the next second. A wave of indescribable fear rushed straight to his head. Which he had yet to encounter in the so many years in the glint and flashes of cold steel within Jianghu.

Such feeling was even more terrifying than death, and the thing that was even more frightening than death in this world, was something he couldn’t describe. But he definitely and clearly felt it right at this very moment.

The spinning knife rushed straight to his throat, and took exactly the same path as when he threw it towards Yuwen Yin a while ago. But upon facing the throwing knife he had used for so many years, he knew that escaping from it would be impossible. Because no matter how he dodges, the throwing knife would always stay just an inch away from his throat, like an ever pursuing and dreadfully immovable death god.

Some experts with profound internal force can indeed use their qi to control the movement and trajectory of objects. But the ability to control it so accurately, might only exist in the legends. If the ‘Nine Demons in Jiangnan’ were only apprehensive and vigilant towards Shen Tong before, but they had now become completely timid.

Moreover, this is a great taboo when facing the enemy, as once you’ve shown timidity, most of your body’s momentum will dissipate like a deflated ball, that one can only raise their hand in defeat. The leader of the nine people spoke to Shen Tong once more, but his tone this time was very deferential, that he even took the initiative to cup his fist and addressed the other with respect.

“Can our brothers of the ‘Nine Demons in Jiangnan’, dare to ask who Your excellency is? All nine of us brothers present here today are only devoted in fulling the task we were hired to do. If there’s anything we’ve offended you in, can Your excellency be magnanimous……”

He had lowered his posture and cupped his fist in his other hand to a youth who was at least half his age, and was also able to adapt to the situation. Shen Tong looked at him for a moment, then narrowed his eyes with unknown reasons, before he magnanimously raised his hand, and waved the suspended throwing knife from the young man’s neck on the left side to the tree trunk at the side.

The throwing knife pierced deep into the tree, leaving only a bit of hilt on the outside.

The little quilt naturally didn’t have the internal force of a mortal, nor was he capable of using the martial arts of a mortal, but only displayed the unique zhenqi and spiritual energy of the demon cultivator instead. He has already cultivated to the peak of the Demon Emperor Stage, which is equivalent to the Demigod Stage of a human cultivator. The Primordial Spirit can almost be transformed into millions, which is able to produce clouds with one turn of the hand and rain with another. So, a normal person’s abilities would never be able to come in par with him.

The Heavenly Law stipulates that demon cultivators were not allowed to harm humans under any circumstances. So, Shen Tong can’t harm people casually, but giving the other party a scare, on the contrary, was feasible. Thus, everyone only saw the youth quirk his lips into a smile yet not a smile, with a bit of a seemingly childish pride, as well as a distinctive hint of malice, in addition to a trace of seductive charm and wickedness spreading from the slight arc of the lips. Such a sight couldn’t help but make everyone fall into a daze.