The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 974: There are many people you’ve underestimated!

Chapter 974: Chapter 974: There are many people you’ve underestimated!

On that side, Ya Molian tightly entangled the man in the cloak, and although she hadn’t gained the upper hand, she also hadn’t fallen behind under the cloak man’s attacks, managing to cope quite comfortably.

However, the man in the cloak appeared to be struggling, because as a cultivator of spirit, he was unexpectedly being entangled by someone without any spiritual power to the point that he couldn’t break free.

With the addition of the Eldest Prince and the Third Prince of Luoyun Kingdom, although the two of them were not as skilled as Ya Molian, the Third Prince was particularly adept at using underhanded tactics.

In a few exchanges, he had already been stabbed with three concealed blades, grinding his teeth in anger.

But facing the simultaneous attacks of three people, he truly became flustered, and with a raise of his hand, he sent the Third Prince of Luoyun Kingdom flying out to vent the rage in his heart.

At the same time, as he sent the Third Prince flying, the sword in Ya Molian’s hand also thrust toward his shoulder.

With a swift sidestep, although he avoided the sword piercing into flesh and bone, it still grazed his shoulder, leaving a wound that certainly couldn’t be shallow.

"I didn’t see it coming, you do have some skill, I must admit I underestimated you!"

He retreated a few steps, holding his shoulder as he looked at Ya Molian.

When his master had sent him here to carry out the mission, he had thought it was an underuse of his abilities, wondering why a cultivator like him needed to take action against a mortal. Anyone casually sent from the Illusion Continent could have easily taken this kid back.

How could he have known that this Ya Molian would be such an extraordinary opponent, and he was almost defeated by her.

"The people you look down on are many!"

Ya Molian didn’t give him a chance to retreat, pressing closer and stabbing with her sword once more.

The Eldest Prince followed closely behind, acting like Ya Molian’s shadow. The man in the cloak could dodge this sword, but not the next. Meanwhile, the Third Prince, though injured, leaped back into the fray, stabbing another sword into his waist.

"Ugh!"

The man in the cloak clenched his teeth, wishing he could free his hands to slap the Third Prince of Luoyun Kingdom to death.

But he couldn’t free his hands, for Ya Molian and the Eldest Prince gave him no opportunity, and he bit down on his teeth, assessing the three people surrounding him in his mind.

It seemed that if he didn’t erupt now, there was no way he could get any advantage over these three.

"You all are seeking death!"

He immediately retreated, darting past the three and arriving a few steps away. Turning around, he gathered a powerful force in his palms, ready to strike at the trio.

But just then, the power within his palms vanished as if it had suddenly disappeared.

He blinked, staring incredulously at his palms.

"What’s the matter? What’s going on?"

He couldn’t believe it, couldn’t believe that the spiritual power within him had vanished just like that, something that had never happened since he began cultivating spirit.

Ya Molian stepped forward, placing her knife directly against his neck, and with a move, she yanked the cloak off his head, revealing a face twisted with malevolence.

"How is this possible? What have you done to me?" the man in the cloak demanded, looking at Ya Molian furiously.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized what had happened and turned his gaze towards Lin Caisang’s direction, with a glare as if he would devour her.