Two Saint-Level Assassins

Hearing Yun Sangyi's explanation, Mo Tianxiao also felt it was reasonable.

Where there are people, there is a jianghu, let alone in this world where people could cultivate.

The profession of an assassin existed in every era.

"By the way, are there extra Soul Tracking Maps? We are also assassins of the Blood God Palace now, why haven't they issued us Soul Tracking Maps?"

Mo Tianxiao once again coveted the Blood God Palace's Soul Tracking Map.

Although this assassin organization made him somewhat displeased, they indeed had many good things.

Yun Sangyi looked at him. "If you want a Soul Tracking Map, you must rely on your own ability to complete ten assassination missions, making the Blood God Palace feel that you are qualified to possess better items."

"At the same time, just like the Blood Stealth Technique, as long as you withdraw from the Blood God Palace, the Soul Tracking Map must also be returned to them."

"So damn stingy. A top-tier assassin organization acting so petty, is it really necessary?"

Mo Tianxiao was somewhat speechless; he actually had to help the Blood God Palace complete ten assassination missions first.

However, he did not care too much. Figuring out the location of the Blood God Palace's headquarters was a long-term job, and completing ten assassination missions during this period should be relatively easy, right?

By then, he could still get the Soul Tracking Map.

This thing was a good item, and he had to get one for his collection.

After resting for a night, the group of four set off toward the Great Zhou Dynasty to find the Blood God Palace branch in the Middle Earth Divine Region.

Meanwhile, on the street from yesterday, Xiao Fan squatted in his previous position, his eyes lost in thought. "Should I leave? Will they be able to find me if I leave?"

To prevent Mo Tianxiao and the other two from losing his location, he had stayed here the entire day without leaving.

As for the golden finger grandpa in his body, he was already too lazy to speak, deciding to let this kid be fooled a few more times so he would know who the real thigh he should be hugging was.

While Xiao Fan was still bitterly waiting, Mo Tianxiao and the other two had long since left this mortal town that had brought them joy.

A few days later.

Mo Tianxiao and the other three appeared in the largest dynasty of the Middle Earth Divine Region, the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It was a super great dynasty with complex and intertwined forces, containing both sects and clans, as well as mortals.

The historical foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not even weaker than some ancient top-tier sects. It was rumored that the founder of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Wusheng, grew from a mere ordinary martial artist.

With the identity of a martial artist, he ruled several mortal towns, established a mortal kingdom, and finally reached the pinnacle of martial arts to step onto the path of cultivation. He advanced triumphantly to become a regional titan, ultimately establishing the profoundly grounded Great Zhou Dynasty before shattering the void to ascend and explore higher realms.

Almost any founder of a top-tier faction was a legendary figure of their era.

"Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce?"

Not long after Mo Tianxiao and the others stepped into the Great Zhou Dynasty, they saw an extremely luxurious skyscraper. The hundreds of meters tall building almost made Mo Tianxiao think he had returned to the Blue Planet.

It was magnificent and extremely luxurious.

People were constantly coming in and out, which was enough to show how good the business here was.

The entire building of the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce's headquarters was made of ancient wood that was at least over ten thousand years old. The ancient wood was carved with dense runes, and the hundred-meter-tall building had at least hundreds of millions of mysterious runes carved into it.

The group was all shocked by the extravagance of the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce.

There was also shock in Yun Sangyi's eyes. "This should be the headquarters of the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce. It is rumored that the headquarters building of the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce is a genuine Emperor Artifact. I wonder if it's true."

Mo Tianxiao swallowed his saliva, staring at this building, almost crying from greed.

Others might not know, but he could tell at a glance.

This was too real.

Not to mention the building, even the plaque hanging at the door carved with the four words "Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce" was a genuine Saint Artifact.

This building, along with the things inside, could probably easily buy a powerful country.

"As expected of having industries all over the world, they are so damn rich."

Back in Falling Cloud City, he only felt that the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce indeed had some substance and were experts at making money. Looking at it now, they were not just experts; even a money-printing machine probably couldn't make as much money as they did.

Daring to use a genuine Emperor Artifact as their headquarters building was enough to prove that the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce was not only good at making money, but their strength was also top-notch.

"Sigh, let's go find the Blood God Palace first. We can stroll around the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce headquarters when we have the chance in the future and see what good things they have inside."

Mo Tianxiao suppressed the urge to go in and spend a wave, deciding to first see the attitude of the Blood God Palace in the Middle Earth Divine Region and conveniently inquire about exactly who hired someone to kill him.

Ao Dalong (Ao Big Dragon) also took a deep look at the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce building. There might be many treasures related to true dragons inside, and he also wanted to come and spend crazily next time!

Huang Xiaoyao did not feel much; she only wanted to know if they sold food inside.

Leaving the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce, the group buried their heads in traveling.

A few hours later, they finally arrived at the Blood God Palace branch.

This Great Zhou Dynasty was indeed big enough. The lowest cultivation among Mo Tianxiao's group was the late stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm, yet they actually had to travel for a few hours in the Great Zhou Dynasty before finding the Blood God Palace.

Compared to the luxury of the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce, the Blood God Palace branch was much more low-key. It was still an eleven-story tavern, and it was quite lively inside.

Mo Tianxiao and the other three walked straight in. The receptionist standing at the door nodded to the four of them as a welcome.

There were three kinds of people who came here: one was assassins, one was employers, and the last was those who knew nothing and purely came to drink.

Every floor of the Blood God Palace's tavern had compartments. People who did not know the situation could not find the entrance to enter the world of assassins.

Of course, Mo Tianxiao and his group were not among them.

The four went straight to the highest floor, the eleventh floor, which was where Saint-level assassins stayed and also the place to accept Saint-level assassin missions.

Arriving at the eleventh floor and entering the compartment, there were only two people on the entire floor. The two did not cover their faces like the Saint-level assassin in the Eastern Region Blood God Palace, but were dressed as normal people.

One man and one woman.

The male assassin had a pale face, with a scar slanting across his entire face, seemingly permanently imprinted on it. His eyes were gloomy, as if containing endless killing intent.

As his gaze swept over the four, the temperature in the air dropped a few degrees.

The female assassin was standing in front of a wall, looking at the Saint-level missions posted on it. Sensing someone's arrival, she turned around, and an exquisite face appeared in everyone's eyes.

Her willow brows were absolutely beautiful, and her unadorned face exuded the feeling of a lady from a noble family. No killing intent could be felt from her body, and she even revealed a touch of surprise upon seeing the appearances of Mo Tianxiao and his group.

"What business do you have?"

The woman spoke slowly, her voice neither fast nor slow, like a babbling brook giving people a sense of comfort.

Yun Sangyi looked at Mo Tianxiao, and Mo Tianxiao nodded to her. Then Yun Sangyi took out her assassin token to reveal her identity, and at the same time recounted the situation of her executing the mission, as well as the rhetoric of the Eastern Region Blood God Palace one by one.

After listening to Yun Sangyi's words, the two Saint-level assassins also understood the purpose of their visit.

A look of disdain appeared on the male assassin's face. "Since they promised to give you two Saint Artifacts as a reward, you should go look for him, instead of running all the way here to look for us."

"The reward for every mission is clearly priced. The mission you accepted only pays fifty million spirit stones. As for the target's identity? My apologies, but regardless of who they are, everything is strictly determined by the standards of the Blood God Palace."

"You expect two Saint Artifacts for a rank eight mission? You overestimate yourself!"

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