"Who sent you?"
Mo Tianxiao shook the Human Emperor Banner in his hand, locking the assassin's soul in place, rendering it unable to move.
He stared at the soul and demanded sternly.
"Heh, do you think I would tell you?"
The man's face grew calm, as if he had already cast aside the fear of death. He looked at Mo Tianxiao with a cold gaze, a sinister sneer forming at the corner of his mouth. "It won't be long before you come to join me."
Mo Tianxiao's expression changed drastically, reacting as if facing a formidable enemy. Moving like a soaring dragon, he flashed to Zi Ling'er's side, scooped her up under his arm, and darted away into the distance.
"Boom!!"
The violent explosion sent the two flying backward, snapping several towering trees before they crashed into a large mountain.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
After a long while, the two finally crawled out from the pile of rubble. They were covered in dirt and looked quite disheveled.
"Are you alright?"
Mo Tianxiao turned his gaze to Zi Ling'er.
She looked quite a mess at the moment. Her clothes had been blown to tatters, and her originally snow-white skin was scraped and bloody. Glimpses of her revealing figure made Mo Tianxiao unconsciously swallow hard.
Who would have thought this girl was so well-endowed?
"I'm fine, Senior."
Zi Ling'er rubbed her dizzy head and waved her hand, saying, "Thankfully, Senior reacted quickly. These are just superficial wounds."
She had never expected the assassin to be so decisive in detonating his own soul.
It was a good thing Senior reacted swiftly; otherwise, she wouldn't just be dizzy. Her soul would have been blown to nothingness, and she would have perished on the spot.
"Ahem, put on some clothes first. I'll go over and take a look."
Mo Tianxiao glanced at Zi Ling'er's astonishing assets, then stood up with a serious expression and walked toward the direction of the assassin's self-destruction, the dark golden armor on his body slowly dissipating.
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's words, Zi Ling'er looked down at her own body. Her pretty face instantly flushed red, and she flusteredly took out a brand-new set of clothes from her spatial ring and draped it over herself.
Senior saw her entire body...
The moment this thought popped into Zi Ling'er's mind, the blush on her face spread all the way down to her neck, dyeing her snow-white swan neck a shy shade of pink.
The next second, she shook her head, stood up, and followed him.
Senior did it to save her. It was fine. Let him look. After all, her entire being belonged to Senior anyway.
Having convinced herself in her heart, Zi Ling'er nodded firmly. The shyness on her face gradually faded. "Senior~ Wait for me!"
She quickened her pace and ran toward him.
"As expected, an assassin from the Blood God Palace."
Mo Tianxiao returned to the center of the explosion and picked up an intact spatial ring.
Spatial rings were made from special ores with spatial attributes, making them incredibly hard.
Even a spatial ring crafted by an ordinary artifact refiner would require at least an expert in the Dharma Idol Realm to violently destroy it.
Mo Tianxiao was quite satisfied with this point.
There weren't many treasures in the assassin's spatial ring. There was only a small amount of spirit stones, and the rest were various assassination weapons—at least a dozen different types.
Besides the weapons, there was also a palm-sized dark token. It had some weight to it, possessed an iron-like texture, and felt a bit cold to the touch.
Carved on the front of the token was a fierce Kill character. The strokes were thick and bold, and just this single word exuded a dense murderous aura.
On the back of the token were seven engraved bars. It was unclear what they meant.
"An assassin from the Blood God Palace came to assassinate me..."
Mo Tianxiao frowned slightly. Someone had paid to hire an assassin from the Blood God Palace, and the Blood God Palace had actually accepted the mission.
As long as the Blood God Palace accepted a mission, they would definitely complete it.
No one knew exactly how long the Blood God Palace had existed in the Xuanhuang Realm, but since the day of its establishment, not a single mission had ever failed.
There were even rumors that the Blood God Palace had once assassinated a Great Emperor expert, and succeeded.
To be able to kill a Great Emperor—one could imagine how the fearsome reputation of the Blood God Palace resounded like thunder throughout the entire Xuanhuang Realm.
Countless cultivators both loved and hated this faction.
If you were rich enough, you could have the Blood God Palace kill anyone for you, but you could never guarantee that you wouldn't one day become their assassination target.
"Senior, this is a level-seven assassin from the Blood God Palace!"
Zi Ling'er's gaze fell upon the token in Mo Tianxiao's hand. Her pupils instantly shrank, and her lips trembled slightly.
"Someone wants to kill Senior!"
"We're doomed, we're doomed! Once you're targeted by the Blood God Palace, you're in deep trouble!"
Zi Ling'er instantly panicked. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Mo Tianxiao's hand, and said nervously, "Senior, hurry up and find a place to hide."
The reputation of the Blood God Palace was simply too resounding. As an assassin organization, it actually possessed power that rivaled top-tier factions.
In the entire Xuanhuang Realm, any cultivator with a bit of cultivation base knew how formidable the Blood God Palace was.
The headquarters of the Blood God Palace was located in the Extreme West, a desolate region where not a single blade of grass grew.
Legend had it that cultivators once united with righteous individuals and various factions across the world to storm the Extreme West, all for the sake of wiping out the Blood God Palace assassin organization.
As a result, a massive group of people searched all over the Extreme West but failed to find the Blood God Palace. In the end, more than half of their forces were killed by the Blood God Palace's assassins. Since then, no other cultivator dared to venture into the Extreme West.
Everyone tacitly agreed that the place was the forbidden grounds of the Blood God Palace.
"What does a level-seven assassin mean?"
Mo Tianxiao wasn't too panicked. He didn't know much about the Blood God Palace.
His last encounter with them was in the Void Emperor Mystic Realm, where he heard that three guys from the Blood God Palace were besieged by numerous cultivators and killed inside the mystic realm.
He hadn't paid much attention to this assassin organization.
He didn't expect to be targeted by them after such a short time.
"The assassins of the Blood God Palace are divided into levels one to ten, with each level corresponding to a cultivation realm, from Qi Condensation assassins up to Tribulation Transcendence assassins. Above that are Saint-level assassins, who hold golden tokens and correspond to assassins with Saint Realm cultivation.
"Next are the Emperor-level assassins, who are even stronger than Saint-level ones. They correspond to assassins with Emperor Realm cultivation and use jade-green tokens.
"However, Emperor-level assassins are merely legends. No one knows if the Blood God Palace actually has Emperor-level assassins.
"But one thing is certain: the Blood God Palace definitely has Saint-level assassins."
Zi Ling'er poured out all the information she knew about the Blood God Palace like beans tumbling out of a bamboo tube, her small face incredibly solemn.
"A level-seven assassin means that this assassin's cultivation is at the Void Refinement Realm, and they have successfully assassinated cultivators at the Void Refinement Realm before.
"Once the Blood God Palace accepts an assassination mission, the mission will never end until the assassination is successful.
"As long as one assassin dies, the Blood God Palace will send an even more formidable assassin, continuing until the target is killed!"
Zi Ling'er looked into Mo Tianxiao's eyes, her own eyes filled with worry. "Senior, hurry up and hide. Let's not go to the Immortal City anymore."
After hearing Zi Ling'er's words, Mo Tianxiao fell silent for a moment before cursing foully, "Fuck, which idiot paid to have me killed? They better pray I don't find out! Otherwise, I'll definitely smash their balls!"
Knowing how formidable the Blood God Palace was, to be honest, he felt a bit apprehensive.
No one could guarantee what level the next assassin sent after him would be, and no one could guarantee in what form the assassin would appear!
Furthermore, he still hadn't figured out who had hired the assassins to kill him. Were they after the rogue cultivator Li Yu, or him, Mo Tianxiao!
"Let's go to the Immortal City. We must head to the Immortal City immediately; it is the only place we will be safe!"
'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.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
