Yun Sangyi led Mo Tianxiao and the other two into this unnamed town. The people coming and going around them cast subtle glances their way, seemingly trying to determine their identities.
"This city looks no different from an ordinary town, but seventy to eighty percent of the people here are assassins from the Blood God Palace."
Yun Sangyi's voice rang out, explaining to the group, "The Blood God Palace has branches all over the Xuanhuang Realm. In the Eastern Region alone, there are two branches, and each branch is overseen by a Saint-level assassin."
"Yo, yo, yo, isn't this the famous Miss Yun with a hundred percent assassination success rate? What's the matter, this mission actually took you so long? Don't tell me you failed?"
Before Yun Sangyi could finish speaking, an incredibly arrogant fool appeared with a sarcastic tone. He had dark circles under his eyes, held a folding fan in his hand, and was dressed like a young nobleman.
Seeing this person, Yun Sangyi's face instantly sank. "Get lost."
Yun Sangyi gave the man before her absolutely no face.
Seeing Yun Sangyi's attitude, the smile on the man's face gradually vanished, replaced by a harsh look. "Yun Sangyi, don't reject the face I'm giving you. It is your blessing that I have taken a fancy to you. Don't exhaust my patience."
Over a decade ago, when Yun Sangyi first came to the Eastern Region, she dropped by the Eastern Region branch of the Blood God Palace to take a look, only to unexpectedly be targeted by this clingy pest.
He didn't even know how to woo a woman, acting as arrogant as if everyone owed him money. Even if a guy like this was somewhat decent-looking, Yun Sangyi wouldn't spare him a single glance.
The man released a trace of his aura, impressively revealing a cultivation at the peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm. His expression was gloomy yet carried a hint of smugness. "Yun Sangyi, I am already at the peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm. I am only one step away from breaking through to the Dharma Idol Realm."
"Guess why I haven't broken through yet?"
Hearing this, Yun Sangyi's face grew even more impatient. "Is your mother dead? If your brain is filled with shit, go wash it out. Don't come out reeking of death to disgust people."
"Good, good, good! Yun Sangyi, you have successfully angered me. According to the rules of the Blood God Palace, grudges between assassins of the same rank are settled privately."
"I am now challenging you to a duel..."
"Hm?!"
From the corner of his eye, the man suddenly noticed the people beside Yun Sangyi.
His gaze had been entirely fixed on Yun Sangyi earlier, completely failing to notice that there were two peerless beauties beside her.
This caused him, someone who naturally loved beauty, to instantly freeze. He looked at Huang Xiaoyao, who cast a cold glance at him, and then looked at Mo Tianxiao, who revealed a sweet smile.
In an instant, it was as if he had been struck by lightning. His entire body trembled, and even his soul felt a tingling sensation. He had fallen in love again.
What a beautiful face! To say she was breathtakingly divine would not be an exaggeration!
He stepped forward step by step, arriving in front of Mo Tianxiao. He elegantly opened his fan and spoke with deep affection, "Beauty, I am an eighth-level assassin of the Blood God Palace, titled Young Master Void. May I invite you to share a moment of spring romance together?"
"What is the background of these people? They are so beautiful, but unfortunately, they are going to be ruined by Young Master Void again."
"Who says otherwise? Relying on his status as an eighth-level assassin, he pressures lower-level assassin sisters. Who knows how many people he has ruined."
"He's just an unofficial assassin. If the lower-level assassin sisters were unwilling, he wouldn't dare to force himself on them. This guy just has a decent-looking face and strong strength, which is how he succeeds."
"I think you're just jealous. He's strong and handsome, he deserves to eat well."
"Is this beauty going to fall victim to his vicious hands again? What a pity, I only hate that I lack the strength!"
At some point, a crowd of onlookers had gathered around, mostly assassins from the Blood God Palace.
They seemed accustomed to this kind of situation.
Seeing Mo Tianxiao being targeted, Yun Sangyi's displeased expression instantly transformed into a charming smile. She quickly stepped forward, hugged his arm, and said in a soft voice:
"Good sister, this is an eighth-level assassin of the Blood God Palace, an existence who is about to advance to a ninth-level assassin. Don't you also want to become an assassin of the Blood God Palace? I suggest you have a good chat with him~"
Yun Sangyi definitely had a knack for disgusting people.
The smile on Mo Tianxiao's face stiffened a bit.
As for Young Master Void, seeing Yun Sangyi suddenly change her attitude and speak up for him, he thought she had figured things out, and his confidence instantly multiplied.
"Beauty, so you want to join the Blood God Palace? That's too easy to handle. As long as you accompany me for one night... No! As long as you all accompany me for one night, I guarantee that all of you can join the Blood God Palace!"
Young Master Void stared greedily at Mo Tianxiao, Huang Xiaoyao, and Yun Sangyi.
To actually want to take them all at once, he truly lived up to his title as Young Master Void.
The surrounding assassins couldn't quite stand watching anymore. "It doesn't seem that hard to become an unofficial assassin of the Blood God Palace, right?"
"If I remember correctly, as long as you have a recommendation from an assassin of the seventh level or above, plus one million spirit stones, you can become an unofficial assassin of the Blood God Palace and take on missions on your own."
"Tsk tsk, calling himself Young Master Void, I think he's Young Master Kidney Deficiency. He's not even afraid of dying in bed one day."
Various low-voiced discussions intertwined, but Young Master Void didn't care at all. These were just pieces of trash who only dared to talk about him behind his back. If they had the guts, they should say it to his face.
"Do I have to accompany you too?"
Ao Dalong took a step forward. His two-meter height coupled with his ferocious expression instantly scared Young Master Void so much that his sphincter tightened. "Fuck, who are you!?"
Young Master Void, whose mind was entirely focused on the beauties, had actually subconsciously ignored the burly man who was with them.
Seeing Ao Dalong's appearance, Young Master Void was startled. However, after sensing that the other party only had a cultivation at the early stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm, he immediately returned to normal.
"You won't be necessary. But considering you are with them, I will allow you to wait outside the door."
He just wanted to play something thrilling.
"Swish."
A dark red afterimage slashed across Young Master Void's body at a speed difficult for the naked eye to track. In just an instant, Young Master Void froze in place, and the light in his pupils slowly faded.
Mo Tianxiao retracted his hand and used the other to shake off Yun Sangyi. He glanced at her, "Hurry up and lead the way. Don't waste time."
Originally, he had wanted to tease this so-called Young Master Kidney Deficiency, but the other party was truly too perverted and disgusting. He couldn't be bothered to waste words with a guy whose little head controlled his big head.
Yun Sangyi looked at Mo Tianxiao with tender affection and said in a coquettish voice, "Sister is so domineering, older sister really likes it~"
Under the bewildered gazes of the crowd, Yun Sangyi led Mo Tianxiao and the other two away, leaving only Young Master Void standing in place, completely motionless.
After Mo Tianxiao's group disappeared, the onlookers finally dared to muster the courage to step forward. They waved a hand in front of Young Master Void's eyes, only to find that his eyes had long lost their luster.
Someone even bolder gently pushed Young Master Void. With a thud, the corpse fell straight to the ground.
"Dead... he's dead?"
These spectating assassins were basically all below the seventh level. They hadn't even clearly seen when Mo Tianxiao made his move.
"His soul is gone... What ruthless methods."
Someone discovered that Young Master Void was nothing but an empty shell, his soul having long since dissipated.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
