In Dawu Country, Zhang San, code name “Black Eagle”, ranked first on the Human List, was the number one assassin.
Knowing Hall claimed to know everything about the martial world, but in Zhang San’s eyes, they were likely just bored with nothing to do.
The reason was that Knowing Hall had three lists for some well-known assassins in the martial world, namely the Heaven, Earth and Human Lists, corresponding to three levels of assassins. Although they did not know the real names of most assassins, they somehow got the code names of these assassins from somewhere.
And with the lists came the number one spot that people were always particularly interested in.
For example, the number one assassin on the Heaven List was Song Tianxing, parentheses, real name verified by Knowing Hall.
That's right, a killer who actually used his real name as his code name, pretty arrogant huh!?
But he was also one of the few assassins who used their real names as code names.
There was also the number one assassin on the Earth List, Hei Shanhu, who was also often mentioned.
What made Zhang San angry about this list was that, out of curiosity about the words "number one", people always had a strong impression of whoever was ranked number one.
For example, the Human List was only the lowest level assassins, but in the martial world, everyone knew that there was a "number one on the Human List" low-level assassin called Black Eagle.
Zhang San, who claimed to be the number one steady assassin in the martial world, really did not want to be famous at all. He wanted his code name to be known by as few people as possible, but he did not know how Knowing Hall had the ability to obtain some information about each assassin, such as their habits, strength, etc.
And this list was still being updated irregularly.
Zhang San had suspected that someone in the assassin community was selling information, and judging from the dangerousness of this behavior, it was probably not cheap.
Zhang San had lamented that, indeed, in this era, information could be sold for money.
Of course, the stronger the assassin, the less information there would be. For example, the real name brother ranked first on the Heaven List only had information about his real name and that he was skilled with swordsmanship and hidden weapons, with estimated martial arts level in the lower section of the Heaven realm.
As for the number one on the Earth List, Hei Shanhu, there was relatively more information. It was said that he was from Nanyang County in Dawu Country, his confirmed martial arts level was upper section of Earth realm, he only used a long saber as weapon, his methods were cruel, so if one wanted their enemy to die horribly, they could look for him.
When it came to the Human List, whether it was out of contempt for the low level human assassins, even the person selling the information sold it more unscrupulously.
The information revealed by Knowing Hall contained the most details and exposed real names of human list assassins. As a result, human list assassins had been living in fear recently, and it was said some even got their addresses exposed.
The result...of course, was that they got tracked down by enemies and died horrible deaths.
Back to the main point, although no information about martial arts level or real name and address was found for the number one assassin on the Human List, Black Eagle, according to the information on assassins released by Knowing Hall, his resume was exemplary for an assassin!
It was long, leading Knowing Hall to determine that Black Eagle had been in the business for at least twenty-five years, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a long career history.
Moreover, the assassin Black Eagle was also a very special assassin, he basically had two don’ts kill rules.
One was not to kill women.
Second was not to kill children.
In Black Eagle's overly exemplary resume, there was no record of him ever killing a woman or child. As a result, his colleagues in the underworld once wanted to give Black Eagle an award for this, after all, nowadays underworld figures were everywhere and assassins were a dime a dozen, but to still have principles like this after joining the underworld and becoming a killer was truly rare.
Unfortunately, Black Eagle did not come to receive the award.
But it seemed this assassin Black Eagle, also had a third don’t kill rule, it just could not be confirmed.
The last thing Knowing Hall could confirm about the assassin Black Eagle was that he was a non-professional assassin, although he was very professional.
In the underworld of Dawu Country, assassins were also divided into professionals and non-professionals.
Here, professional referred to assassins who clearly belonged to a certain assassin organization, for example the current number one underworld faction "Black Heaven Gate", they had their own stronghold called "Black Heaven Assassin Group", and naturally they also had assassins belonging completely to their own organization.
Most assassin organizations in the martial world had assassins that belonged to their own organizations, these assassins were called professional assassins.
Non-professional assassins were more like "odd jobbers". They would accept tasks from any organization, of course, on the premise that they were willing to take the job. After completing the task they would receive corresponding remuneration, but usually this remuneration was less compared to professional assassins, because there would be deductions by middlemen.
On this day, outside Xiaoyun County in Baiyun Prefecture under Dawu Country, on a barren mountain, wisps of smoke could be seen rising into the sky.
A young man who looked about twenty-eight or nine years old, with ordinary and common appearance, neither tall nor short stature, not too thin, but also not very strong, was kneeling in front of a tombstone. No one would have guessed that he was actually the number one assassin on the Human List - Zhang San.
Today's Zhang San was wearing a white waistband. He knelt in front of a tombstone on the barren mountain, talking while putting paper money into the brazier in front of him.
People of Dawu Country believed in ghosts and gods, believing that after death, the soul still existed, and ancestor worship was a must during Qingming Festival every year.
"Master, it has been three years since you left. I remember your teachings. I come to burn paper money for you every year today."
"You often said when you were alive that you had a big appetite and loved to eat. You'd definitely be hungry if you don't get enough paper money after death. Look, in my last mission I killed a scholar and earned fifty taels."
Zhang San took out a bowl of chicken legs from the food container he brought with him and placed it in front of the tombstone.
"The last mission was in the neighboring county. Of the fifty taels, after deducting my travel expenses, food and lodging expenses, Doufufang expenses, and the expenses for buying candles and incense for your return, plus the chicken leg fees for you, there were five taels left, all of which I used to buy paper money for you."
"I know what you want to say, but I really didn't skimp on money this time. You know my personality, before killing that poor scholar, I observed for four to five days. Lodging in the neighboring county is expensive as you know. The five taels were really saved by me through penny-pinching."
After saying these words, Zhang San looked at the tombstone sincerely, thinking to himself that the superb acting skills he had honed over the past twenty years should not fail him. Even if they did, could his master really show up as a ghost at night?
Thinking of this, Zhang San subconsciously touched the thirty-five taels in his pocket, whispering to himself that for the sake of his wallet, this risk was still worth taking.
"If it's really not enough for you, then next year, I will definitely buy you ten taels worth of paper money. See this commitment? You know me little San has always been very filial, didn't you always praise me for that when you were alive? "
Zhang San continued using last year's method to bully his late master who had become a ghost and could no longer beat him up.
However, Zhang San did not want to dwell too much on this issue of "how much paper money should be burnt for the master to be considered filial". Zhang San went on to say, "Old man Huang asked me again, it should be for an assignment. You may remember he was your bosom friend, although you especially disliked him and didn't like me taking jobs from him, but I still have to make a living as your disciple after all."
"But he still treats me pretty well, we chat from time to time too."
"Don't worry Master, the incident of you choking to death on a chicken leg remains our secret."

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."