Divine Seal: The little princess is vying and fighting to become the Demon Emperor.

Chapter 47 Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu, stabbed in the back by a seemingly innocent but actually cunning man.

Teenagers in their teens are naturally fearless.

Although the opposing team outnumbered them and was of a slightly higher level, Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu did not believe they would lose.

"Who cares? We'll just move to another place, who'll find us then! And at worst..."

One of the fiercest warriors spoke, though he didn't finish his sentence, the ferocity in his eyes was already evident.

At worst, we can just take care of those two brats.

"Then I'll see who takes care of whom!"

Han Yu was furious when he understood what they meant. He never expected that such a few people would dare to target them.

Han Yu then decided not to hold back.

With a rebellious spirit, he took out his best treasured equipment, summoned his mount, and even used the spirit furnace.

Seeing him like this, Yang Wenzhao smiled helplessly and did as he was told.

Their boastful display of skills instilled fear in the three greedy individuals, but it also fueled their even greater greed.

"People die for wealth, birds die for food!"

"Brothers, we're about to make it big!"

All three possessed higher spiritual power levels than Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu, and they also had magical beast mounts captured from the wild. They believed they could defeat these two inexperienced young men.

However, reality dealt them a heavy blow.

"You think you can rob us?"

Before long, Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu simultaneously used a single Sun Slash to take down the last person, who was also the strongest and most ruthless.

None of the three middle-aged men expected that they would be defeated so quickly, and they all immediately showed fear.

But the next second, one of them suddenly started wailing.

"Spare your life, spare your life!"

"We didn't want to rob you two knights! We were truly desperate! We had no other choice, so please spare our lives—"

After one of them spoke up, the other two, being quite perceptive, used that as an excuse to start howling.

"Our family members are seriously ill, and we urgently need a large sum of gold coins to hire the priest for treatment!"

"Second brother, stop talking! We were wrong, we were less skilled. We should admit our mistakes, but... I don't know if my parents will live to see me again..."

When they got to the sad parts, they even shed tears, looking quite pitiful.

Hearing their pleas for mercy, Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu both felt a pang of sympathy.

Han Yu, in particular, was deeply moved by the words, "My parents will never see me again," which made him sheathe his sword.

"Fine, you can go now. Just don't do this again."

Yang Wenzhao did not stop them; in fact, they were even wondering if they could lend a hand.

But just as the three middle-aged men got up to leave, they suddenly turned around and threw a handful of powder at them.

Han Yu and Yang Wenzhao never expected that their opponent would resort to underhanded tactics!

This time, the two of them were truly affected, and their entire bodies immediately became limp and powerless.

"We've struck it rich."

“These things are worth a lot of money.”

"We, you are all doomed."

When Feng Jing arrived, he witnessed the entire process of Han Yu and Yang Wenzhao being deceived. When the other party was about to take their swords, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Two beams of healing light fell upon Han Yu and Yang Wenzhao, while at the same time, a ring of fire bound the three middle-aged men.

"Yang Wenzhao, Han Yu."

"You guys haven't killed anyone before, have you?"

The two, who had just recovered, felt a pang of unease upon hearing this, but still answered honestly.

"No." They had indeed never killed anyone, and they had killed very few magical beasts and demons.

"They just tried to kill and steal the treasure, you know what to do now."

Feng Jing laid bare the truth and handed the power of disposal over to the two victims.

Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu exchanged a glance. As the pride of the Knights' Temple, they naturally understood Feng Jing's meaning.

But they all hesitated.

They raised their swords again and again, but after a long while, they both gave up.

"Sorry, we can't do that."

Even if these three people harbored evil intentions, they still couldn't bring themselves to turn their knives on their own compatriots.

"Give me a reason."

"Our code of chivalry is: humility, honesty, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, perseverance, benevolence, and righteousness."

"We should have compassion."

This reason did not convince Feng Jing. "This is not pity."

But she still had no choice; she insisted on forcing them to learn to be ruthless, since kindness wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

"Fine, then let's give them a taste of their own medicine."

Feng Jing took out the unused powder from the three people and, upon discovering that it was a drug for low-level professionals, sprinkled it all over their bodies.

Yang Wenzhao and Han Yu were both satisfied with the result, but they still lacked experience. They were unaware that this area was teeming with magical beasts; three people drugged and unable to move were practically a meal for the beasts.

They followed Feng Jing away from the wasteland, unaware of the increasingly desperate looks in the eyes of the three people.

"What's going on with you two?"

As they walked toward the main road, they interrogated the two troublesome fellows.

The two of them looked at the sky and the ground in silence, because it was too awkward.

After running away from home and going through many hardships, she suffered a major setback, only to be seen by the very person she least wanted to run into.

The two were already so embarrassed they were practically digging their toes into the ground, but someone had to bring up something they didn't want to talk about, making their situation even more awkward.

"Which of these two is my aunt's apprentice?!"

Bai Haochen, who didn't know anyone, asked Sheng Cai'er in a low voice.

However, cultivators are all sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, so even if Bai Haochen spoke in a low voice, he heard it clearly.

Yang Wenzhao's face immediately turned red, but Han Yu was no better off.

But Bai Haochen seemed oblivious to everything and continued talking to himself.

"Oh, it turns out it's him."

"I thought they were both about the same age as my aunt, so I thought I had mistaken them for someone else, but it turns out I wasn't mistaken."

"I thought my aunt's apprentice would be about the same age as us."

Yang Wenzhao: ...I've said enough! Don't think I won't beat you up just because your aunt is here.

"Hmm... Don't judge them by their age, look at their strength. Their strength is about the same as ours, both at the third tier."

Sheng Cai'er was really just explaining things to Bai Haochen, but in doing so, she stabbed Han Yu and Yang Wenzhao in the heart.

Han Yu, Rank 3, Level 7: ...

Yang Wenzhao, Level 8, Third Order: ...

This is absolutely not funny! And they are truly amazing! Really!!!

When Yang Wenzhao heard Sheng Cai'er say that they were at the third level, he had a bad feeling and tried to pull Han Yu away, but it was too late.

"Wait, you two are still at Tier 3???"

Feng Jing's rant, though late, finally arrived, and it was just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)