Blood Concealment Art

After waiting for about half an hour, the masked level-nine assassin appeared once again, following behind another masked figure.

The leading masked man had a profound aura; he was likely the deacon of this branch and a Saint-level assassin.

Arriving in front of Mo Tianxiao and the others, he did not ask any further questions. Instead, he looked at Yun Sangyi and said calmly, "The higher-ups have confirmed that the target is indeed dead."

"However, I believe you know the rules of the Blood God Palace. You need to produce evidence to prove that you were the one who killed the target."

The deacon's calm eyes fixed on Yun Sangyi, his peripheral vision sweeping over the people around them without a ripple of emotion.

They did indeed have methods to confirm whether a target was dead, but they had no way to determine who had killed them.

Therefore, after completing a mission, assassins of the Blood God Palace would always retrieve the target's corpse or a signature personal item as proof.

Having anticipated this step, Yun Sangyi did not hesitate. Her spatial ring flashed with a faint light, and a black brocade robe appeared in her hand.

"The quasi-Saint artifact, the Thousand Illusions Holy Robe. The target snatched this from the Huangfu family in the Immortal City. You can go and verify it."

Seeing Yun Sangyi casually take out a quasi-Saint artifact, the surrounding assassins instantly grew somewhat envious.

What kind of target had such a high net worth? Just the treasures on the target included a Saint artifact, so how high must the reward be?

Yun Sangyi's next words dumbfounded the crowd. "So, Lord Deacon, do you think fifty million spirit stones matches the target's status? Do you want me to reveal the target's identity to everyone here, so they can judge for themselves?"

"Fifty million spirit stones?"

"Fifty million spirit stones seems like a lot, but in reality, it's hardly enough to buy a quasi-Saint artifact, right?"

"Who exactly is the target? Tell us so we can hear it!"

The assassins watching the show were naturally curious about what kind of mission could make the Lord Deacon appear in person.

A flash of killing intent crossed the deacon's deep eyes, but he quickly concealed it. Naturally, this scene did not escape the eyes of Ao Dalong (Ao Big Dragon).

The deacon looked at Yun Sangyi. "Besides the fifty million spirit stones, there are also two Saint artifacts. If you want the full reward, go to the Middle Earth Divine State branch to collect it yourself. The initiator of this mission is in the Middle Earth Divine State, and all the rewards are there as well."

After saying this, the deacon took a deep look at Yun Sangyi and then vanished into thin air.

Yun Sangyi subconsciously looked at Mo Tianxiao, as if asking him what to do.

Mo Tianxiao did not respond, signaling for her to wait until they were outside to talk.

The four of them left the assassin building, found a sparsely populated tavern at random, and booked a private room.

"Fifty million spirit stones plus two Saint artifacts. What a grand gesture."

Yun Sangyi looked extremely displeased. Considering the Blood God Palace's model of taking a cut from every mission, the true reward was likely far more than just this.

But what annoyed her was that this exploitative faction, the Blood God Palace, had initially only planned to give her fifty million spirit stones. Even bloodsuckers shouldn't be this greedy; it wasn't even one-tenth of the total reward.

"It seems the Blood God Palace treats its external assassins like beasts of burden,"

Mo Tianxiao commented sarcastingly.

Perhaps it wasn't just the external assassins; even the internal assassins they trained themselves probably didn't receive much better treatment. The majority of the resources likely flowed into the hands of the higher-ups.

It was a familiar rule, a rule unavoidable in any world.

"Big brother, that idiot just showed killing intent towards us. Although he hid it well, it couldn't escape my eyes."

Ao Dalong (Ao Big Dragon) brought up what had just happened, then asked again, "Big brother, do you want me to go finish him off..."

Saying this, he made a throat-slitting gesture.

That assassin was only at the Third Heaven of the Saint Realm, still within the scope of the early Saint Realm. He was confident he could kill the other party.

Hearing about killing a Saint Realm assassin, Huang Xiaoyao immediately became excited. "A Saint Realm assassin must have a lot of good stuff, right? Since he wants to kill us, let's kill him and rob all his treasured collections!"

"No, it will cause too much of a commotion."

Mo Tianxiao did not want to show his hand to the Blood God Palace just yet.

Most importantly, a Saint-level assassin was not so easily killed. He knew of the Blood God Palace's concealment methods; if the other party wanted to flee, they probably wouldn't be able to stop him.

Even if they were going to do it, they needed a complete plan.

"Sangyi, can external assassins learn the concealment methods of the Blood God Palace?"

He felt that since they had joined the Blood God Palace, they should at least master the most basic skills of an assassin first.

Moreover, the Blood God Palace's concealment techniques were indeed formidable.

Yun Sangyi's beautiful eyes looked at Mo Tianxiao. "Of course. You are all now assassins of the Blood God Palace, so you are qualified to learn the Blood Concealment Art."

"Blood Concealment Art?"

Mo Tianxiao was very interested in this thing.

Yun Sangyi explained, "The Blood Concealment Art is an unranked secret technique. It can be said to be the foundational art of the Blood God Palace!"

"The Blood Concealment Art can perfectly blend one's aura into any environment, making it almost impossible for cultivators below the same realm to detect. The upper limit of this secret technique is very bizarre; it depends entirely on one's own cultivation."

"However, although this secret technique is peculiar, it has a fatal flaw: it is useless against existences with higher cultivation than oneself."

"This is also why the Blood God Palace has a complete assassin ranking system. Assassins of the same rank can generally only accept missions of the corresponding rank, precisely because of this reason."

The group marvelled upon hearing this.

"This secret technique is actually quite interesting."

"Although the restrictions are significant, I must say its usefulness is also immense."

Mo Tianxiao thought this secret technique was very good. He finally understood why the Blood God Palace had the shocking track record of successfully assassinating Great Emperors; it was probably all thanks to this Blood Concealment Art.

If he cultivated to the Quasi-Emperor level and then used this secret technique, wouldn't it mean that not a single cultivator in the entire Xuanhuang World would be able to detect his presence?

"External assassins who wish to learn this secret technique must swear a Heavenly Dao Oath that they will not teach this secret technique to anyone outside the Blood God Palace. If they leave the Blood God Palace, they must also swear a Heavenly Dao Oath to never use this secret technique again."

The Blood God Palace did not allow anyone outside their organization to master this secret technique.

Mo Tianxiao and the others did not hesitate and directly swore the Heavenly Dao Oath.

All they had to do was not leave the Blood God Palace, which was simple enough. No matter the reason, even if the Blood God Palace was destroyed one day, as long as he did not unilaterally announce his withdrawal, he would still be an assassin of the Blood God Palace.

He could use this Blood Concealment Art for a lifetime!

Secret techniques were much easier to master than cultivation methods. The group quickly learned the Blood Concealment Art, laying a solid foundation for becoming qualified assassins.

"What do we do next?"

The group looked at Mo Tianxiao.

"Didn't they tell you to go to the Middle Earth Divine State to collect the reward? Naturally, we are going to the Middle Earth Divine State to take back what belongs to us."

Moreover, according to the deacon's words, the person who hired someone to kill him was also very likely in the Middle Earth Divine State.

He did not seem to have any enemies in the Middle Earth Divine State, right? Could someone have deliberately gone to the Middle Earth Divine State to hire the Blood God Palace branch there, just to disrupt his judgment?

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