Although murderous intent crossed his mind, Jing Yan did not imdiately take action.
There were so matters he needed to clarify further.
His gaze slowly swept over the three n with stubbled beards. All three were Innate Realm Martial Artists, considered experts among ordinary martial artists, but in Jing Yan’s eyes, they were no different from ants.
"Donglin City restricts unfamiliar adventurers from entering the city, so how could they hunt Jing Family Disciples? Could it be that the Jing Family Disciples knew that it was extrely dangerous outside the city and still went out to et their deaths?" Jing Yan’s voice was low and somber.
At that mont, the stubble-bearded man had not noticed anything peculiar about Jing Yan. His two companions felt sothing was wrong, but after sizing Jing Yan up, they found nothing special about him.
Jing Yan appeared very young and could not possibly be a powerful martial artist. Thus, even if Jing Yan had close ties with the Jing Family, it was unlikely he posed any threat to the three of them.
"Ha ha... The inspection in Donglin City is indeed very strict; it’s very difficult to enter the city!"
"However, hunting the Jing Family Disciples does not necessarily have to be done within Donglin City alone. Within the territory of Donglin City, many towns have various enterprises of the Jing Family. Although so of the Jing Family’s enterprises have been abandoned, with the personnel responsible for those enterprises recalled to Donglin City, there are so enterprises that the Jing Family cannot simply abandon."
"There, you can find the Jing Family Disciples. Afterwards, all you need to do is seize the opportunity to kill the Jing Family mbers and sever their heads, which you can then exchange for a large number of Spirit Stones."
"Ha ha ha... If you could kill an Innate Realm mber of the Jing Family, you would definitely make a fortune. An Innate Cultivation mber of the Jing Family can be exchanged for as many as one hundred thousand Spirit Stones—that’s a huge sum!" The stubble-bearded man squinted his blurry eyes and looked at Jing Yan.
One hundred thousand Spirit Stones was indeed a huge sum for an ordinary Innate Martial Artist.
However, killing an Innate Cultivation martial artist of the Jing Family was surely no easy task.
"Kid, I find you rather agreeable, why don’t you join ? What is your Cultivation? What about your Combat Power? Don’t worry, if you follow , I will certainly treat you well." The stubble-bearded man spoke while stretching his hand out, seemingly wanting to pat Jing Yan’s shoulder.
He planned to recruit Jing Yan to join him.
Jing Yan’s body slightly shifted, naturally avoiding the stubble-bearded man’s descending palm.
"Join you?"
"I’m afraid that is not possible!" Jing Yan lightly shook his head.
"Oh? Why not? Don’t you want to kill Jing Family mbers and exchange them for Spirit Stones?" The stubble-bearded man, upon hearing Jing Yan’s response, seed sowhat surprised.
"I do want Spirit Stones, but I am a Jing Family mber. I surely can’t kill myself, can I?" Jing Yan’s mouth curved into a sinister cold smile.
"Hmm?" Although the stubble-bearded man was sowhat intoxicated, he had not lost his consciousness.
Jing Yan’s words sent a shiver down his spine.
His two companions also stared fiercely at Jing Yan.
"Kid, stop joking around. You, a Jing Family mber? That’s impossible! A living Jing Family mber couldn’t possibly make it to Black Stone Town!" The stubble-bearded man sowhat sobered up then waved his hand.
He did not believe Jing Yan was a Jing Family mber.
Once Jing Family Disciples left Donglin City, death was a certain fate.
And those from the Jing Family in various enterprises around the areas were likewise unable to show themselves.
To say that a Jing Family mber could stroll into Black Stone Town was sothing no one would believe.
Not only did the stubble-bearded man disbelieve, no one else in the tavern believed Jing Yan’s words either.
"Young man, you should not speak carelessly! Saying you’re a Jing Family mber could very likely bring about dire consequences," an older adventurer said to Jing Yan after looking around.
Jing Yan glanced at him and chuckled lightly.
"I truly am a Jing Family mber; I am not speaking thoughtlessly," Jing Yan reiterated with emphasis.
Then, he looked towards the stubble-bearded man, "Aren’t you making a living by killing Jing Family Disciples? Now, here I am. By killing an Innate Realm Jing Family Disciple, you can earn one hundred thousand Spirit Stones in paynt. If you can kill , I believe the reward you receive will be astronomical, at least one hundred tis more than one hundred thousand Spirit Stones."
At that mont, everyone inside the tavern realized that Jing Yan was serious. The chilling tone in his words was almost tangible.
The stubble-bearded man stared wide-eyed at Jing Yan.
His drunkenness had mostly worn off.
"Big brother!" His companions also called out in a low voice, their eyes firmly fixed on Jing Yan.
Their hands tightened around their weapons, ready to act at any mont.
"Kid! You have quite the nerve, good for you! But I must say, today you are undoubtedly destined to die! Whether or not you really are a Jing Family mber, I will kill you today!" The stubble-bearded man was infuriated.
He was inherently a ruthless person, and killing was as routine to him as a al.
Now, Jing Yan’s attitude was clearly provocative; how could he tolerate it?
So, even if Jing Yan was not a Jing Family Disciple, he was determined to kill him.
"Boom!" The stubble-bearded man and his two companions, who had a good understanding of each other, having cooperated for a long ti, attacked simultaneously.
The others in the tavern all stepped back a bit, anticipating the imminent, extraordinary fight for life, afraid of being caught in it.
Many people who saw the three stubble-bearded n act shook their heads.
Obviously, they felt pity for Jing Yan. In their opinion, Jing Yan was bound to die there and then. The stubble-bearded trio were clearly not easy to deal with, and their strength could not be weak. In front of them, how could Jing Yan possibly survive?
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
However, the thought that Jing Yan would be killed had only just ford in their minds.
They then heard three faint noises.
After that, the actions of the rising stubble-bearded trio suddenly all stopped.
Under everyone’s gaze, the three from stubble-bearded group unexpectedly collapsed softly to the ground.
The entire tavern went silent.
Everyone displayed a puzzled expression, looking at the three people on the ground, not understanding what had happened. They saw the stubble-bearded trio trying to strike Jing Yan, but Jing Yan had not made a move, and yet the stubble-bearded trio had fallen down on their own.
What had happened to them?
"Here, is there anyone else who wants to kill a Jing Family Disciple?"
"I am a Jing Family Disciple! If anyone wants to kill , stand up and make your move now." Jing Yan’s gaze swept over, quickly passing over the faces of the rest.
Hearing Jing Yan’s words, the crowd abruptly realized. The stubble-bearded trio was probably dead, killed.
The question was, Jing Yan had clearly not made a move, so how had he killed the stubble-bearded trio?
No one took up Jing Yan’s provocation; in fact, most of them were ordinary adventurers, coming near Donglin City only with the intent to enter the Black Stone Mountain Range to hunt spiritual beasts. Those with the purpose of hunting Jing Family Disciples were only a minority.
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