Since Sister Muxi is so sincere, it just so happens that I have a favor to ask of you.
Mo Tianxiao did not stand on ceremony with Zhou Muxi at all. Since she wanted to take him in as an underling, it was only natural for her to help handle her underling's needs, right?
Zhou Muxi glanced at him, feeling slightly dissatisfied in her heart.
He hadn't even done anything for her yet, and he was already turning around to ask for a favor?
Speak. As long as it's not going overboard, I can help you get it done.
Mo Tianxiao cautiously probed, It's about that matter from last time, regarding my little sister's mission.
I just wanted to ask, how did the higher-ups discuss it? Can they give a bit more compensation?
Hearing this, the corner of Zhou Muxi's mouth twitched, and her expression became somewhat stiff.
So he still remembered this matter? Hadn't it been resolved last time when she gave an extra hundred million spirit stones?
Did he really think she had reported it to the headquarters?
At that time, she had just casually found an excuse to brush them off. She didn't expect this guy to still keep it in mind.
About that matter, I am very sorry. I have already tried my best to fight for you, but the headquarters did not agree. They said everything must be done according to the rules. Giving your friend an extra hundred million spirit stones was already paid out of my own pocket.
Zhou Muxi explained calmly.
Mo Tianxiao nodded. That's true, why would the headquarters satisfy our unreasonable demands? If everyone acted like this, the Blood God Palace probably would have shut down long ago.
Seeing Mo Tianxiao being so sensible, Zhou Muxi felt very gratified. It's very good that you can think this way. A faction cannot function without rules; this is a truth that has existed since ancient times.
A trace of regret appeared on Mo Tianxiao's face. Sister Muxi, since we are all on the same side now, can you secretly tell me what the final reward for that mission actually was?
To actually be able to make the Blood God Palace accept a mission to assassinate the heir of a top-tier faction.
Mo Tianxiao's eyes were filled with nothing but curiosity, without any other intentions.
Zhou Muxi did not spot any flaws and only assumed that Mo Tianxiao was simply unwilling to let it go.
Do you really want to know?
If you hear it, you probably won't be able to sleep for a few days.
Mo Tianxiao held onto Zhou Muxi's arm. Sister Muxi, just tell me. If you don't tell us, how will we know exactly how much we lost out on?
Zhou Muxi looked at Mo Tianxiao, and finally stretched out her hands to make a gesture for the number ten.
Mo Tianxiao's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked tentatively, A billion?
If the bounty on him was a billion spirit stones, then he could barely accept that price.
A billion spirit stones might even be enough to kill a quasi-Saint expert. To use it to assassinate a small fry like him, who was only at the Profound Comprehension Realm at the time, was already far beyond his value.
Ten Saint Artifacts.
What!?
Mo Tianxiao let go of Zhou Muxi's hand, his pretty face revealing a touch of anger. Ten Saint Artifacts!?
I...
Mo Tianxiao was immediately ready to start cursing, but thinking of his image, he forcefully held it in.
Fuck!!
Which thousand-cuts-deserving bastard actually used ten Saint Artifacts to kill him!?
What was even more hateful was that this cannibalistic organization, the Blood God Palace, didn't even give them a single Saint Artifact!
Zhou Muxi quickly spoke out to comfort him, I told you that you wouldn't be able to sleep after knowing it. See?
After all, even she felt shocked by the reward for this mission. Just assassinating the heir of a top-tier faction shouldn't have been this exaggerated.
According to Mo Tianxiao's cultivation base in the intelligence reports, a reward of at most one Saint Artifact would be enough to make someone risk their life.
Of course, considering Mo Tianxiao's master, the Blood God Palace naturally wouldn't dare to accept the mission for the price of just one Saint Artifact.
Otherwise, if the other party sought revenge, even if they couldn't find the Blood God Palace's headquarters, wiping out a few of their branch offices would be more than easy.
At that time, the price of one Saint Artifact probably wouldn't be enough to cover the losses.
But ten Saint Artifacts was a different story. Even if all the branch offices were wiped out, it wouldn't matter. As long as all the high-level assassins hid away and avoided the limelight, their Blood God Palace could still thrive just the same.
Mo Tianxiao's eyes turned somewhat red. After calming down for a moment, he continued to ask, somewhat unwillingly, Does Sister Muxi know who was so generous? To actually use ten Saint Artifacts to kill a cultivator who hasn't even reached the Saint Realm.
Even if the other party has an extraordinary background, the reward shouldn't be this high, right?
Seemingly just asking out of curiosity, figuring out the mastermind behind the scenes was what Mo Tianxiao truly wanted to know.
Zhou Muxi had no suspicions, only sighing emotionally, Actually, speaking of this matter, it's a bit bizarre.
Our Blood God Palace rarely accepts this kind of mission to assassinate the heirs of top-tier factions. After all, a single misstep could draw the vengeance of major powers. Even though our Blood God Palace operates in the shadows, we would still suffer a heavy blow.
Too many people have been assassinated by the Blood God Palace, and no one knows exactly how many enemies the Blood God Palace has. If a top-tier faction took the lead to launch an expedition, all the branch offices of the Blood God Palace everywhere would probably be destroyed in a single day.
But the mission regarding Mo Tianxiao was not initiated by a single person.
Zhou Muxi looked at Mo Tianxiao. In the beginning, the initiator of this mission was the Vice Sect Master of the Supreme Dao Sect, Zhang Wudao.
Over twenty years ago, he gathered all the leaders of the righteous path in the Central Earth Divine State, talking about launching a crusade against the demonic path.
He told the major righteous factions that the heir of the Demonic Sect had already appeared. In order to strike at the cultivators of the Demonic State and defend the righteous path, he was personally willing to offer two Saint Artifacts as a reward to hire the Blood God Palace to take action and help them eliminate this future trouble.
I am not clear on the exact process, but I know that in the end, Zhang Wudao convinced numerous righteous sects, ultimately gathering a vast amount of resources to exchange for ten Saint Artifacts, which finally made the headquarters agree to accept this mission.
I just didn't expect this mission to be completed so easily, letting the Blood God Palace pick up such a huge bargain for nothing.
It seems that the Demonic Sect hasn't even realized that their own heir is already dead. There hasn't been the slightest movement from them.
Zhou Muxi was still somewhat puzzled about this. According to the vindictive nature of those demonic cultivators, if they knew their young master was dead, they probably would have already started gathering forces to investigate their enemies and launch revenge.
Listening to Zhou Muxi's words, Mo Tianxiao fell into deep thought.
Damn it.
He thought it was some personal enemy, and had even suspected Xiao Fan.
He never expected it was actually crowdfunded!
Zhang Wudao!
If he remembered correctly, that idiot should be the old geezer who led the team from the Supreme Dao Sect to the Void Emperor Secret Realm in the Chaotic Star Sea back then, right?
He had even argued with the Great Elder at the time.
He thought that the righteous sects played clean, and even though all the disciples in their sect died in the secret realm, they didn't fly into a furious rage. So it turned out they were playing dirty tricks behind his back.
The dignified Vice Sect Master of the leader of the righteous path actually pulled off this kind of stunt, crowdfunding to bully a junior!
What a good trick.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Mo Tianxiao's eyes.
Just wait. Supreme Dao Sect, Zhang Wudao, right?
I'll deal with you sooner or later!
Zhou Muxi didn't notice Mo Tianxiao's expression, but just instructed in a low voice, By the way, very few people know about this. You absolutely must not spread it, especially not to the ears of the demonic cultivators. Otherwise, a single misstep could probably start a war.
With the temperament of demonic cultivators, if they knew their young master was killed by the righteous path using such methods, they would probably directly start a war between the righteous and demonic paths.
Remember to let this matter rot in your heart. Zhou Muxi looked at him seriously and warned.
If it were not to win over Mo Tianxiao and make him trust her more, she would never have told him such a thing.
After all, apart from the representatives of the righteous path who had been originally convened by Zhang Wudao, only the true higher-ups of the Blood God Palace knew about this matter.
"Rest assured, I certainly will not tell anyone else." Mo Tianxiao regained his composure, his face completely devoid of emotion.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
