The night was dark, the wind howled—a perfect night for killing.
Ling Ya gripped his dagger, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.
He stared at the grand villa before him, knowing full well that Qin Luo and Su Muwan were inside.
That despicable pair!
I had already retired from the Death God Organization, but... but you two had to humiliate me like this!
Since that’s the case, I’ll return to my old ways!
As the saying goes, heaven rewards the diligent. The organization actually took on a dark web order to assassinate Su Muwan!
Heh heh heh!
Ling Ya’s eyes brimmed with confidence. The bounty on Su Muwan’s head was astronomical, and to ensure no mistakes, the organization had dispatched the cream of the crop—elite among elites.
Even you, Su Muwan... there’s no way you’ll survive tonight!
With that thought, Ling Ya asked in a low voice, “Is the guard at the gate taken care of?”
One of his men glanced at Zhu Lan, who was snoring soundly at the entrance, and nodded. “Done.”
“Good.”
Ling Ya took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the dagger.
That’s right, Ling Ya. Tonight is the night you rid yourself of your demons!
Behead Su Muwan, start anew, and step into a brighter future!
He spoke in a low voice, “Move...”
But before he could finish—
Bzzz!
A wave of black mist suddenly surged around Ling Ya and his men.
Ling Ya and the assassins: ?
Moments later.
Inside the Su family compound.
Ling Ya and his men floated in mid-air, suspended by strands of black thread.
The black mist swirled around them, alive and writhing.
The assassins looked on in shock, feeling utterly powerless to resist.
Clap~ Clap~ Clap~
A soft applause broke the silence.
Qin Luo stood before them, a mocking smile on his face as he looked at Ling Ya and his group. “I have to admire your courage.”
“You really dare to take on any job, don’t you?”
“Let me guess, you’re here to assassinate my young mistress, aren’t you?”
“Tell me who hired you. Don’t worry, after you spill, I’ll only cripple your limbs and destroy your dantian.”
Wait, what?
Crippling limbs and destroying the dantian—how is that any different from death?
The assassins paled. They were used to killing, but being on the receiving end was a different story...
If they were so enlightened about life and death, would they even be in this line of work?
Ling Ya’s expression twisted into one of sheer frustration. He glared at Qin Luo, gnashing his teeth.
That smiling face! He would never forget it!
Beneath that amiable exterior lay a cunning and malicious heart!
Ling Ya took a deep breath and cursed, “Qin Luo!! You deserve to die!!”
“Do you think this will—”
Slap!
“Ugh—!”
Before he could finish, a small green orb floated up and smacked Ling Ya across the face.
It scolded, “Trash! How dare you speak to our boss like that!”
Ling Ya shut his mouth.
He glared venomously at the figures behind Qin Luo.
Or rather, the shadowy figures.
Their auras were overwhelming, and they had appeared out of nowhere.
Damn it...
This was a miscalculation. He thought he had a good grasp of Qin Luo and Su Muwan’s strength from their last encounter.
But now...
They seemed far more terrifying than he had imagined.
And then there was...
He looked at the green orb that had just slapped him.
A malevolent spirit!
Qin Luo was actually a ghost cultivator too?
The green orb was none other than Xiong Ha from the cruise ship.
It extended a pair of tiny hands, and after slapping Ling Ya, it flew back to Qin Luo’s side, puffing itself up with pride.
It fawned, “Boss, I’ve made him behave.”
Qin Luo glanced at Xiong Ha.
The little spirit usually stayed in Xiao Mo’s Ten Thousand Demon Banner, feeding on demonic energy.
Besides Xiong Ha, the four Peak Realm experts who had been subdued by Su Muwan with a few palm strikes had also been transformed into shadow creatures through a contract, now under Qin Luo’s control.
They retained some of their habits from their previous lives.
“Amitabha.”
The shadowy version of Master Huiming sighed and shook his head. “This is truly a sin, a sin. Killing is already a grave offense.”
“Killing under the cover of night is an even greater offense.”
“Why not let this humble monk deliver them to salvation?”
With that, he brandished a black staff, clearly intending to perform a “physical salvation.”
After being shadowified, their personalities had shifted slightly, though their loyalty remained absolute.
Li Xuanfeng snorted coldly. He turned to Qin Luo and said respectfully, “Boss, the Death God Organization has a notorious reputation.”
“They only take on assassination targets below the Peak Realm. They’re a disgrace to the assassin world.”
“Don’t worry, they have no principles. A little pressure, and they’ll spill everything.”
Ling Ya: .....
“No need for all that trouble!”
Xiong Ha floated over, nudging Li Xuanfeng aside. It shimmered and said earnestly, “Boss, let me handle it. I’m a spirit, and I know how to perform soul searches.”
“You can perform soul searches?”
“Yep! Learned it from Xiao Mo!”
Xiao Mo scratched his head. “I think I know how to do it, but the target might end up as a vegetable.”
Hearing this, Ling Ya, though terrified, sneered, trying to maintain his bravado. “Soul searches turning people into vegetables? That’s just a scare tactic!”
“Do you think the Death God Organization is easily intimidated?”
Qin Luo nodded and pointed at Ling Ya. “Go ahead, show me.”
“Got it!”
Two minutes later.
Ling Ya had spilled everything.
Thud!
Ling Ya was the first to be released. He collapsed to the ground, his earlier arrogance completely gone.
He cautiously looked at Qin Luo, who was deep in thought.
Inside, he was on the verge of tears.
Seriously, man?
I remember when we were racing cars, you weren’t this strong.
How long has it been?
Not even three months!
I was just starting to feel proud of breaking through to the Mastery Realm.
How did you transform so completely? This doesn’t make sense!
Meanwhile, Qin Luo was lost in thought, his eyes distant.
He had always known that Su Muwan, as a major antagonist, would have many enemies.
But he hadn’t expected...
So many people wanted her dead.
According to Ling Ya, the dark web was flooded with orders targeting Su Muwan.
From the smallest job—beating her up for 2 million—
To the largest—taking her head for 50 billion.
The number of people placing these bounties was staggering, and strangely,
All these orders had been posted within a short period, from different IP addresses and accounts.
Still, a 50-billion bounty was enough to drive every assassin in the world mad with greed.
Who could possibly hate her so much as to offer such a sum?
Ling Ya, seemingly remembering something, swallowed hard and whispered, “Also... Boss Luo, you’re on the dark web too.”
Qin Luo’s interest was piqued. He looked at Ling Ya and asked, “What do you mean?”
“Well... there’s a 2.5-billion bounty for recording a video of us slapping you 25 times.”
As he spoke, Ling Ya subconsciously covered his face, recalling the time Qin Luo had slapped him on the mountain.
Damn, how many people have this master-servant pair pissed off?
So hated that one slap is worth 100 million?
Qin Luo: .........?
'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.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
ave】 Shen Qingling was a man with peerless looks, a cunning mind, and the ability to play both the aloof noble and the innocent sweetheart—a master of seduction who could outplay any player. But after an untimely death, he found himself bound to a system and transmigrated into the tragic "true young master" of a melodramatic novel. In the original story, his childhood sweetheart treated him as a backup plan, his fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the sake of the "fake young master," and his own sister saw him as the family's disgrace. He was nothing more than a rat everyone wanted to stomp on. System 077: "Your mission is to change the original fate and conquer the goddesses." Shen Qingling: "Thanks for the invite. If seduction had tiers, I’d be max level." His childhood sweetheart knelt, begging for forgiveness: "Qingling, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." His ex-fiancée refused to marry anyone else: "Shen Qingling, I was blind before. In this life, I’ll marry no one but you." A yandere CEO went mad for love: "Shen Qingling, you can only like me. I’ll stop at nothing to make you mine!" His green-tea sister clung to him daily: "Brother, look at me, won’t you? I’m more obedient than them—I love you the most~" At first, they scorned and trampled on him. Later, they burned themselves like moths to a flame, all for his sake. His looks were his weapon, his sweet words the bait—heroines obsessed over him, villains turned to madness for him. Shen Qingling became a true male siren, igniting battlefield after battlefield of women fighting for his affection. Years later, when System 077—now one of the elites—was asked how to become as outstanding as it, it lazily exhaled a smoke ring and replied: "Just know how to cheer ‘666’ at the right time."
