Battle of Wits with Mortals.

Inside a courtyard.

This was Ning XuanWu's temporary base after arriving at Pingjiang City.

In the hall.

It was extremely quiet.

Ning XuanWu sat at the head with a gloomy expression, while Yao Ling'er and other high-ranking members also sat silently, all waiting for news from the dispatched assassins.

"Master, do you think he can successfully come back?" Finally, Yao Ling'er couldn't sit still anymore. She knitted her pretty eyebrows and stood up to ask.

Ning XuanWu was still silent.

But in his heart, he was equally uncertain.

During the time the assassin went to gather information, he had calmed down a lot and thought a lot.

Although he was the master, deep down he knew that the talents of his two disciples, Jing Wu Chen and Jing Wufeng, were stronger than him. They had far surpassed his younger self and had now reached the Martial Spirit realm.

Martial Spirit.

In all of Southern Sha, they were formidable existences.

Furthermore, with the Sky Shaker Stone and Swift Cloak in hand, as long as they didn't encounter those who had stepped into the Martial King realm for many years, they had a chance to escape.

In other words, it would not be easy for him to kill Jing Wu Chen and Jing Wufeng, even if he made a move personally.

However, the two of them had died without a trace at that person's hands.

Also.

The Sky Shaker Stone and Swift Cloak were emperor-grade treasures. Not to mention Martial Kings, even Martial Emperors would treat them as priceless treasures. Why did that person not care about them at all?

It was unlikely he simply wanted to humiliate the XuanWu Sect. After all, these were two emperor-grade treasures.

The most likely possibility was that the person truly did not care about the Sky Shaker Stone and Swift Cloak.

Thinking through these two points, that person's strength was at minimum a Martial King who had broken through many years ago. More likely, he was a Martial Emperor, or possibly even higher, at the Martial Ancestor or Martial Saint realm...

But no matter which was the case, Ning XuanWu did not have much confidence facing him.

Thinking to this point, his expression became even gloomier.

At the same time, he did not believe that assassin could come back safely.

Seeing Ning XuanWu's appearance, the hall once again fell silent. Everyone's faces were also solemn.

Clearly, they could realize the same issue Ning XuanWu had thought through.

That assassin probably wouldn't come back.

However, just when everyone's morale was low, a servant directly reported: "Master, Xu Kun is back."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and unconsciously stood up and rushed outside.

This news was simply a pleasant surprise for them!

Sure enough, when they reached the door, they saw Xu Kun, who had been sent as an assassin. At this moment, he had an smile on his face and seemed rather spirited.

This trip.

Had truly gone smoothly!

Not only was there no danger, but he could even leap from a commoner to a personal disciple.

"How was it?"

Ning XuanWu and the others anxiously came up and quickly asked.

"Reporting to Master, reporting to all elders, I have returned safely." Xu Kun said to everyone with a smile: "I have already investigated clearly. That person has no real ability and is just an ordinary mortal."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, everyone revealed disbelief. The information reported back had too great a discrepancy from their guesses!

"You're not lying?"

Ning XuanWu's brows furrowed as he emanated a bit of pressure toward Xu Kun.

"This disciple dares to swear on his life that he is absolutely not lying. So Jing Wu Chen and Jing Wufeng's deaths must have been some misunderstanding. I even suspect they haven't died at all." Under Ning XuanWu's pressure, Xu Kun quickly raised his palm and recounted what had happened at the Martial House in full detail.

Hearing this, everyone also nodded in unison.

It seemed that the matter should be as Xu Kun said.

"An ordinary mortal, it's actually an ordinary mortal."

Ning XuanWu clenched his fist tightly as furious energy erupted from his body.

He had not expected that after their back and forth, the opponent turned out to be just a petty mortal. To him, this was simply a humiliation.

"Since this is the case, I will personally take action and directly slap him to death with one palm. No matter if it's an illusion cast by the Qingshan Sect, I will turn him to scattered ashes."

With a cold laugh, Ning XuanWu then rushed out furiously toward the Martial House.

Seeing this, the others also rushed upward one after another.

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