Taking Sutier on a Dungeon Run

Zhong Yi's Illusionary World.

"Our target is a wealthy playboy who loves to indulge in debauchery... His true identity is actually the illegitimate son of a certain official in the imperial court."

"According to the employer's intelligence, the target will appear at the top floor of the Red Luan Pavilion in two hours to drink."

"If you were the one executing this mission... how would you do it?"

Zhong Yi pointed down at the bustling brothel below, where songstresses were dancing gracefully, and asked patiently.

"Use this, and shoot him dead from right here."

Su Di'er pouted, picking up an exquisite hand crossbow that Zhong Yi had specially crafted for her, and spoke with a grin.

Every player's Su Di'er had different attributes and talents.

It depended on the quality of the medicinal baths the player used for her body tempering, the cultivation techniques she practiced, and the skills the player taught her on a daily basis.

The pills and techniques Zhong Yi found for Su Di'er were all top-grade.

Therefore, her comprehension was quite exceptional.

For her safety, Zhong Yi didn't teach her many close-combat moves, but instead focused on cultivating her long-range capabilities. As a result, Su Di'er was top-tier when it came to projecting hidden weapons.

Of course, regarding this matter, many viewers in the livestream commented that it was actually because Zhong Yi's own melee moves were garbage, and he was too embarrassed to teach them to Su Di'er...

"He has expert bodyguards around him... Your poison arrow likely won't be able to get close to him."

Hearing Su Di'er's answer, Zhong Yi shook his head, dissatisfied.

"Then... poison him?"

"How?"

"Umm, hide here and blow poison smoke?"

"First, I said we should try not to harm ordinary people; second, the opponent isn't an idiot..."

...

When it came to teaching, Zhong Yi was excellent at guiding step-by-step.

After several pointers, Su Di'er, under Zhong Yi's guidance, had designed an assassination plan.

Zhong Yi would create a disturbance below to lure the bodyguards away; Su Di'er would disguise herself as the Head Courtesan ahead of time, utilizing the target's lustful nature to approach him and administer the poison, completing the assassination.

"Overall, it's feasible."

Zhong Yi nodded reluctantly, giving it a passing grade in his heart.

He glanced at the system; the mission start time was approaching.

"However, the plan must be changed."

Zhong Yi ultimately shook his head.

"Why!?"

Su Di'er expressed her strong dissatisfaction.

"You, the Head Courtesan? No."

Zhong Yi pointed at Su Di'er and shook his head with immense seriousness.

"Am... am I that ugly!!"

Su Di'er flattened her small mouth.

"It's not a question of beauty or ugliness, Su Di'er. I won't allow you to do that."

Zhong Yi continued to shake his head firmly.

"But this is the assassination plan I came up with after so much effort..."

The young girl lowered her head, trying hard to conceal the disappointment in her heart.

Zhong Yi couldn't help but soften a little, but he still refused: "No, you cannot go and play the Head Courtesan..."

"So, that means, as long as I don't play the Head Courtesan, the plan itself is fine?"

"Mm, that's right."

"I never said I had to be the one to play the Head Courtesan..."

"Uh???"

...

...

Shortly after.

Zhong Yi looked at the glamorous, heavily made-up woman in the vanity mirror, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Junior Brother Lu's assassination skills are way too comprehensive..."

Zhong Yi was using one of the assassination skills, Disguise Technique.

In previous missions, he had used the method of disguising his identity very frequently to avoid combat.

The level of his Disguise Technique had long been trained to the maximum.

However, disguising himself as a woman was a first for him...

The bullet comments in the livestream instantly exploded with mirth.

[Whoa! Beauty Zhong!]

[The streamer is really going all out for Su Di'er.]

[Holy crap, what's with all these donations?]

[The streamer looks more delicate and pretty the longer I look.]

[Wait, if Old Zhong can't beat them and gets caught by the bodyguards, wouldn't that mean...]

[???]

[Fellow Daoist, what are you fantasizing about???]

[Don't do that kind of thing!]

[Too perverted!]

...

Reading these frenzied comments, Zhong Yi felt a phantom pain in his butt... no, in his heart.

The moral decay of the cultivation world had reached such a level; it truly pained him deeply.

According to the plan, Zhong Yi disguised himself as the Head Courtesan, arrived at the central stage, and played the zither.

He inadvertently glanced toward the target. The man was drinking wine with a lack of interest and seemed uninterested in Zhong Yi's attire.

"Guest, your wine~"

A tender, childish voice reached his ears.

Zhong Yi instantly shuddered and calmly shifted his gaze upward.

Su Di'er, disguised as a maidservant, was holding a tray with a beaming smile, approaching the high-class private box where the mission target was.

Su Di'er's face was dirty, intentionally made up to look ugly.

Unexpectedly, the opponent took a fancy to the beautiful eyes beneath the makeup at a single glance.

The wealthy playboy signaled his guards with his eyes. The guards immediately understood and tacitly opened the door, letting Su Di'er in.

Su Di'er was instantly stunned.

According to the original plan, she was supposed to create some commotion on this trip to distract the guards.

How could she have anticipated that the guards would let her enter so easily?

As soon as she stepped into the private box, the door slammed shut with a "bang" and was tightly locked.

Su Di'er immediately felt that something was wrong, but her shoulders were already pinned down by the guards.

"Little girl..."

The playboy rubbed his hands with a lewd smile, his expression indescribable.

Just as he was about to reach out towards Su Di'er's chin, a cold wind sliced through the window curtains.

The Head Courtesan dressed in red crashed in forcefully like a cannonball...

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...

With the addition of Su Di'er, the players' experience of running dungeons in the illusion world took on a different flavor.

According to the game settings from his previous life, the character Su Di'er was equivalent to an AI teammate who accompanied the player to complete missions.

But in the illusion world, and under the setting of Cyber-souls, the degree of anthropomorphism of this AI was extremely exaggerated.

In addition, every player cultivated Su Di'er differently; her assassination skill learning path was different, and her aptitude and stats were also different...

Everyone's dungeon experience was unique.

...

Mu Yawen's Illusionary World.

The young girl stood in a horse stance, her delicate eyes staring dead at the acupoints on the enemy's body.

Su Di'er took a deep breath, the muscles on her forearms bulging slightly.

"Hah!"

The girl threw three punches in succession, each hitting an acupoint.

The guard acting as a punching bag instinctively closed his eyes, only to realize afterward that the opponent's fists didn't seem capable of breaking his defense.

The guard was a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, while Su Di'er was merely at the Body Tempering stage.

"Li Ang, was my punch correct?"

Su Di'er looked at Mu Yawen with anticipation.

The guard wanted to laugh, but he saw Mu Yawen glaring at him with a stern face.

"In this situation, he should already be a corpse."

After saying that, one punch landed, sending flesh and blood flying.

...

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Li Moran's Illusionary World.

"Li..."

"Call me Master."

"Yes, Master..."

Su Di'er nodded obediently, then revealed a face full of innocent smiles.

"I heard the storyteller say that powerful sword cultivators can take the heads of a whole group of people with a single sword, without them even feeling pain. Is that true?"

Li Moran sipped the tea in her cup and did not speak.

She closed her eyes and glanced at the mission system.

Time was up; the mission was starting.

"Let's go."

Li Moran picked up a snow-white sword and rose to his feet.

"The storyteller also said..."

The young girl following behind him continued to chatter incessantly.

They walked until they reached a certain spot, where the girl suddenly felt that someone looked familiar.

"Master, isn't that the person drawn in the commission..."

Just as the girl turned her head, she saw a table full of people whose expressions were frozen on their faces.

Upon closer inspection, a faint, barely visible line of blood could be seen across each of their necks.

Su Di'er's breath hitched. She then turned back excitedly, gazing with adoration at the tall back of Li Ang walking ahead.

Li Moran remained impassive.

"Let's go."

"I'll teach you when we get back."

[I have had a high fever for four consecutive days and have only just recovered a little.]