[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Heavenly Evil (Complete) - 12

Chapter Five: Successful Escape

The other party's reaction was far different from what he had expected, causing Jun Tianxie to be briefly taken aback. He then frowned and said, "Sorry, but I think you've mistaken me for someone else."

The handsome man recovered from his initial shock, his change of expression so swift that even Jun Tianxie was amazed. His peerless face, capable of infuriating men and captivating women, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I did mistake you for someone else."

Jun Tianxie's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, "This guy is incredibly cunning!"

Although the man with the amputated eye was as beautiful as a statue, it didn't affect Jun Tianxie's "clear-sightedness" and his first impression of him as having an unfathomable inner strength. "A character you shouldn't mess with if you can avoid it" was Jun Tianxie's conclusion about this man named Naraku.

Wanting only to complete his mission and leave quickly, Jun Tianxie glanced at the two men under Naraku's arms and feigned ignorance, saying, "Brother, may I ask your name? The two men you're holding are my friends. Could you do me the honor of letting me take them with me?" "

Deliberately omitting any mention of his identity and background is to create an air of mystery and leave room for negotiation."

Naraku blinked his excessively long eyelashes and smiled faintly, "'Natural Enemy' Long Bufei and 'Romantic Blade' Xiao Yao are both your friends? Little brother, you certainly have a lot of influence."

Concealing the turmoil in his heart, Jun Tianxie shrugged indifferently and said, "It is precisely because of the kindness of these two great heroes, and the fact that Zhiyue and I, such lowly people, have the honor of befriending them, that I naturally could not stand idly by when I saw them in trouble."

He acknowledged the fatherly bond between them, but did not overemphasize it, lest the other party take him seriously and demand an exorbitant price.

"For you to travel across the ocean to the 'Black Prison,' one of the three forbidden areas of the martial world, to rescue someone, the fatherly bond is extraordinary."

Jun Tianxie chuckled dryly, "Brother, you flatter me too much. I am merely doing what I'm paid to do." After saying that, he made a gesture of flames flying with his hands.

"So, young man, you're a bounty hunter who does things for a fee." Naraku smiled and said, "To be able to step into this field at such a young age, where you have to rely entirely on your own abilities, your future is limitless."

“Knowing more has its advantages; at least you can use fake identities to deceive people.”

Suppressing a smirk, Jun Tianxie said seriously, “Since you understand this is part of the job, could you do me the favor of handing the people over to me? I, Jun Tianxie, will repay your great kindness in the future.”

Naraku asked with a strange light in his eyes, “Young brother, your surname is Jun?”

Jun Tianxie sighed, “It’s a waste that my ancestors gave me such a good name, yet I don’t get any of the glory of my clan. If I could share even a little of the glory of the number one person in the world, Emperor Jun He, I wouldn’t have to risk my life for such petty gains every day.”

The preemptive strike worked; at least on the surface, Naraku seemed to have all his suspicions gone. He smiled calmly, “Anyway, I was just sending them to get treatment anyway, so what’s wrong with doing you a favor?”

Unexpectedly, the other party agreed so readily that Jun Tianxie almost doubted his ears.

"Are you serious? You really going to give him to me! No conditions in return?"

Naraku laughed, "Young brother's friends are also my friends. Friends in trouble should help each other. What conditions are there?"

Knowing that Naraku's words couldn't be entirely trusted, but speaking to people in a certain way was as natural to him as breathing and eating. He paused slightly and said, "Then thank you. I believe that both Hero Long and Hero Xiao will be deeply grateful for your kindness and repay it with all their might."

Anyway, he wasn't the one indebted, so he could write as many checks as he wanted at other people's expense.

Naraku smiled and said, "You're welcome. When Hero Xiao and Hero Long wake up, please tell them that Naraku was honored to have the opportunity to fight alongside them, and hopes that when we meet again, we will still be friends, not enemies."

Jun Tianxie felt a chill in his heart. Naraku's words implied that he already knew they had a way to leave the island, but he didn't know why he didn't ask to leave with them.

This was the first time he realized that there were people he couldn't see through.

"I'll pass on the message. Is there anything else you need, Brother Naraku?"

"No, by the way! Are you also helping 'Prison Breaker'?" Jun Tianxie looked startled and said, "That's a trade secret, please forgive me for not being able to tell you. Why do you ask, Brother Naraku?" Naraku's eyes gleamed as if he could see through everything.

He said, "It was just a whim, please don't take offense, little brother." Jun Tianxie smiled bitterly, "Brother Naraku's whims are too terrifying. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want." Naraku nodded and said, "I will remember Brother Jun's advice, but right now it's more important to heal the two of you." Upon hearing this, Jun Tianxie couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that Naraku's condition was only slightly better than the two people he was carrying, and it was impossible for him to help. It seemed that this task, which consumed a lot of true energy, would inevitably fall on his own. This trip was truly a thankless task. "Where has Tianxie gone off to fool around? He's been gone for so long!" On "Yitu Ming", the chaotic scene of the outnumbered fighting against the many continued to play out. Although the prisoners on the island had a few miles of advantage and their martial arts skills were also excellent, everyone had their own selfish motives and were scrambling to get on the boat first, fearing that someone else would get there first and leave. There were even situations where they were sabotaging each other. This gave Jun Tianjiao an opportunity to fight hard and hold on until now. However, individual strength has its limits. Even the "Phoenix Lady Tianjiao," the leader of the Four Beauties who excelled in both Daoist and Demonic arts and considered the foremost female warrior of the new generation, inevitably experienced a deficiency of true energy after half a day of fierce fighting. Her "Phoenix Dance Whip," infused with the internal energy of the "Earth Breath Cold Technique," swung like countless snowflakes, seemingly gentle yet concealing a chilling killing intent. A single touch would result in severe cuts and lacerations, rendering any protective true energy largely ineffective. Even against the most vicious criminals, it served as a deterrent. Amidst the dazzling white whip shadows, a vibrant red figure darted back and forth, weaving through swords and palm strikes—a scene of extreme danger and breathtaking beauty. Seeing the situation was dire, Ren Canyang suddenly shouted, "That bitch is troublesome! If we all act independently, we'll only be picked off one by one. Those who don't want unnecessary injuries should retreat to the back. Let me and Ling Fengdao deal with her!" A few people hesitated for a moment, but no one actually stepped back. " Why should we listen to you? Do you think you're the King of Hell?" "Yeah, Yan Zhi, aren't you trying to lure us away so you can seize a boat and escape this hellhole?" The incessant bickering only fueled Ren Canyang's anger. He roared at the crowd, "It's because of all you useless bastards that we can't unleash our full martial arts potential! If anyone keeps babbling on, I'll twist their head off and use it as a football!" Ren Canyang's domineering aura finally subdued the crowd. They retreated from the side of the boat, clearing a space where they could fight, leaving only him and "Wind Sweep Blade" Ling Yue, facing off against the red-clad woman on the black boat. Ling Yue gripped the hilt of her sword and chuckled dryly at Ren Canyang. "Ren, you've really chosen me as your partner. The sun must be rising in the west!" Ren Canyang said coldly, "Enough nonsense." If it weren't for the fact that your "Immovable Gale Slash" is the nemesis of that bastard Shao's martial arts, I wouldn't have let you, you madman, live. Whether we can see the light of day again depends entirely on defeating this bastard. You absolutely cannot let me fail!

Ling Yue glanced at the sword at his waist, shook his head, and chuckled, "Don't worry. I'm even more eager to leave this godforsaken place than you are. Besides, when we were roaming the martial world, this girl might not even have been born yet. How could I possibly lose to her?"

"This kid is incredibly skilled. Don't be careless and ruin your reputation."

Ling Yue coughed lightly twice. "You're saying you don't have faith in me?"

Ren Canyang's eyes flashed, his expression cold and sharp.

"I'm just reminding you, don't underestimate this little brat! I'll be there to support you from behind."

At this moment, Ren Canyang's expression no longer resembled that of a short-tempered, easily angered martial artist, but rather that of a shrewd and ruthless tyrant.

Even Ling Yue, who had also killed countless people, felt a chill run down his spine under Ren Canyang's piercing gaze. He shook his head slightly, strode past him, and left only one sentence:

"I always thought you were just a witty old bastard who liked to argue. Now I know I was wrong about you." "

Having said that, he walked straight to the front of the black ship, stopping just a zhang away. Looking at the motionless, statue-like Jun Tianjiao, he said, 'I am Ling Yue, the chief protector of 'Blade Pool'... uh, 'One-Legged Blade'! And what should I call you, pretty little girl?'

Jun Tianjiao's face was as cold as snow and as icy as frost, but it didn't diminish her stunning beauty in the slightest.

'Phoenix' Jun Tianjiao.'

Ling Yue stroked his thick, calloused chin, saying with considerable emotion, 'Oh!

True to her name, she is indeed a peerless beauty, like a phoenix!'"

"Ling the Madman. I've called you here to fight, not to chat with girls!"

Ling Yue glanced back at Ren Canyang, whose face was ashen, then turned back to Jun Tianjiao and shrugged, "You see, it's not that I want to fight you, it's just that someone's pressuring me."

Jun Tianjiao said calmly, "Enough nonsense! Come on then."

Ling Yue shook his head, "Why don't young people these days know how to respect their elders? It seems I need to teach you a lesson, but I can't let people say anything." "I'm bullying the weak, how about this! I'll only attack you once. After that, as long as you're still standing, I'll let it go and leave this matter alone. How about it?"

Ren Canyang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but before he could speak, Ling Yue's blade was drawn with a "clang!" followed by a boundless blade aura that expanded outwards from him in all directions. The upward-pointing blade was like the eye of a typhoon, emitting a fierce and icy wind that whipped at everyone. If one hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, it would be hard to believe that this was something human could create.

Ren Canyang finally showed a satisfied smile and murmured, "Long time no see, Immovable Gale Slash."

Jun Tianjiao's face showed a solemn expression for the first time. She understood why Ren Canyang insisted that Ling Yue fight him. This kind of swordsmanship was indeed the nemesis of her Phoenix Dance Whip. Now that the long whip could no longer be relied upon, she could only use the "Intent Chill Technique" to fight her enemy.

However, she didn't believe she would lose. Ling Yue was indeed strong, but not strong enough to defeat her. If they fought seriously, he could take her life after a thousand moves! But surrounded by enemies, she had to finish the fight quickly. She wanted to decide the outcome with a single move, just like him: The fierce wind grew more and more violent, and the blade in Ling Yue's hand trembled more and more violently. Suddenly, the raging wind transformed into blade energy. At the same time, Ling Yue roared, "The fierce wind sweeps across the world, severing all lovers in the vast sky!"

Amidst the blade energy that cleaved the heavens and earth, Ling Yue's previously motionless body suddenly moved, his blade crossing the seemingly non-existent distance barrier and slashing down towards Jun Tianjiao's forehead.

Those prisoners who had initially been unconvinced could only sigh in admiration after witnessing the power of Ling Yue's blade, and they began to admire Ren Canyang's foresight.

Facing the slash that carried the force of ten thousand thunderbolts, Jun Tianjiao remained expressionless. She simply stepped her right foot onto the ship's deck, and with a "whoosh!" a black iron plate shot up from her body, meeting Ling Yue's blade head-on. A deafening roar followed as the blade's energy shattered upon impact with the refined iron. The iron plate, made of an unknown material, had withstood a devastating "Immovable Gale Slash" without a scratch! Back

when she used the "Divine Energizing Technique" to torture the "Judges of the Three Realms," Jun Tianjiao had also learned the purpose of the various mechanisms on the "Three Paths Underworld." To withstand the impact of the raging sea and to traverse rugged shores with ease, the ship's main structure was forged from elite black iron chains. Any precious sword or divine weapon... Even swords couldn't damage it! Based on this, Yan Xing designed a rising platform to prevent enemies from launching hidden weapons, but Jun Tianjiao had a sudden inspiration and used it as a surprise "gift" for Ling Yue.

Jun Tianjiao attacked while Ling Yue was filled with panic and disbelief. A white, icy finger strike suddenly flew up from her cold gaze. How could Ling Yue, whose old strength was exhausted and whose new strength hadn't yet arisen, dodge it! His body trembled violently, and after a few spasms, he fell heavily to the ground, seemingly never to stand up again on his own.

At that moment, Ren Canyang moved.

Ren Canyang's feet "push off," and he shot towards Jun Tianjiao like a cannonball. His two palms, unleashing the power of "Double Ghosts Knocking on the Door," possessed the momentum of a thousand soldiers and ten thousand men, aiming directly at his opponent's face.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

If Ling Yue was the cicada and Jun Tianjiao was the mantis, then he was the oriole reaping the benefits.

Unfortunately, this oriole overlooked whether there was a hunter behind him, aiming with a bow.

A seemingly illusory figure appeared abruptly yet undeniably behind Ren Canyang. This "person," seemingly from another dimension, with a carefree and nonchalant expression, deftly and precisely seized the wrists of the amputee with hands that moved like butterflies. A knee then slammed heavily into Ren Canyang's back; the sound of cracking bones rang out briefly, only to be drowned out by an even more piercing scream.

A dreamlike illusion vanished, a formless shift!

The newcomer, grinning, tossed Ren Canyang, who would likely be paralyzed for life, like a piece of trash before the crowd, then flipped onto the ship's bow, saying to Jun Tianjiao, "A step too late, is that your fault?"

Jun Tianjiao merely rolled her eyes at the utterly unappreciative smile, saying expressionlessly, "Did you rescue him?"

Jun Tianxie shrugged, "Have you any faith in your brother? Since I personally went, how could I return empty-handed?" I'd already put her in the cabin. I was planning to find a good spot to watch my sister's skills, but when I saw that despicable fellow dare to ambush you, I couldn't help but step in to help. Sigh! Indeed, the bond between siblings is an unchangeable part of our nature. "

Though his words sound nice, the truth is he intended to stand idly by. After settling the two, he hid in the cabin watching the fight from the sidelines until Jun Tianjiao couldn't maintain control and he had no choice but to intervene. However, that was only because only the latter knew how to pilot the 'Three Paths Underworld'; the sibling affection was just a beautiful excuse.

Jun Tianjiao, who knew her brother best, wasn't fooled by the glib-tongued Jun Tianxie, but she also didn't seem to have any intention of getting angry. In fact, Jun Tianjiao secretly admired the latter's ability to move around so smoothly, even with two people in tow, in full view of everyone. It seemed that 'Dreamy Empty Flower' was indeed the fastest movement technique in the world.

Jun Tianjiao raised her eyebrows and said, 'Even Long Bufei was brought back by you. Who has the ability to hurt him?'

Jun Tianxie said casually, 'It was a guy on this island called 'Prison Worker,' but he has already been sent to the Western Paradise to see Buddha. You hurry down and prepare to set sail. I'll stay up here to cover the rear.'" "

To avoid any unforeseen complications, he, who always insisted that minors should avoid outdated work, had to temporarily set aside his laziness and make an exception and work diligently this time.

He would definitely collect this debt from Xiao Yao and Ji Xiangtian tenfold after leaving this island."

When everyone heard Jun Tianxie say he was leaving, their desire to regain their freedom immediately overwhelmed their fear of death. The appearance of the black ship was undoubtedly the only chance of survival for these prisoners who had never seen the light of day on the island. Even though Jun Tianjiao and Tianxie were still more skilled than the others, and the failures of Ren Canyang and Ling Yue were a stark reminder of their fate, to paraphrase the old saying, "People die for wealth, birds die for food," they were now fighting for freedom!

"We can't let them escape: everyone, let's go!"

"Yeah! No matter how strong they are, they're just two people, and they're all greenhorns. There's no reason why so many of us can't take this ship! Anyway, we're going to die on this island, so let's go all out and fight them. Maybe there's still a glimmer of hope!"

Jun Tianxie looked at the crowd, their fighting spirit ignited by the hope of survival, rushing towards them like a tidal wave. A cold, ruthless smile, typical of Wang Tianxie, escaped from his lips. He whispered, "Hope is also despair... This faint flame of life, let me do a good deed and send you walking corpses to be reincarnated!"

With these shouts, it seemed Jun Tianxie had successfully launched the voyage.

One day, the "Santu Ming" entered the sea, and no one could stop them from leaving this hellish place. They

had finally escaped.

At the top of a cliff, Naraku's graceful and slender figure appeared. Looking at the direction the black ship was gradually disappearing, a deep, unfathomable smile appeared on his face.

"Finally, I've found him... There's no mistake," he thought. "He must be the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor

, Ling Lili. I never expected that coming to this island to retrieve the stolen Demon Scripture would lead to such an unexpected surprise. In this way, the six shikigami... I was the first to find Ling Lili's whereabouts. When His Majesty the Holy Emperor descends to the mortal world, I will be the number one person above the Upper Realm and below the Holy Emperor! At that time, Chu Chu, you will have no reason to refuse me..."

A faint sigh dissipated into the wind like wisps of smoke. Naraku bent down, opened a box at his feet, and in an instant, a red-eyed falcon, shaped like an eagle but only the size of a pigeon, flapped its wings and took flight at incredible speed, disappearing into the distant horizon.

The "Records of Strange Things in the Universe" describes this red-eyed bird as "Blood Cry," ferocious by nature. Though small in size, it possesses the strength to fight an eagle! Its endurance is extraordinary, capable of flying for ten days and ten nights without rest, making it the perfect messenger. With hands at his waist, he took a deep breath and shouted,

"A massive, unbeatable giveaway! Nirvana Annihilation Sword!"

Though the words weren't elegant, they didn't diminish the power of the attack. Dense, powerful sword energy, like a celestial maiden's scattered energy, shot out in all directions. Each sword energy contained the annihilating power of "Evil Nirvana," capable of penetrating protective auras as if they were nothing, like the sharp fangs of a beast, instantly shattering and destroying anything it touched. Amidst the hellish howls that echoed, the nearest people were instantly reduced to a bloody mist.

The sword wave's momentum didn't stop, continuing to surge towards those behind him. Go! Shatter bones, slice flesh! Not dying in the first wave of sword energy doesn't mean it's a good thing. For martial artists, lifelong crippling is a crueler punishment than death. Amidst a series of agonizing cries, blood mist rained down, staining the earth red.

A single strike could kill dozens… no! Nearly a hundred martial artists! Such strength is no less than that of the seven sect leaders, and even on par with the three giants of the Demonic Sect. Is Jun Tianxie's true hidden strength really this astonishing?

Unfortunately, such a powerful aura didn't… How long did it last? Jun Tianxie then collapsed backward onto the deck with a "thud!" His face showed utter exhaustion, his breathing so rapid it could kill a bull.

Fortunately, the hard work wasn't without reward; he could feel the ship vibrating and the faint sounds of the people below. This bird was extremely difficult to raise; how did Naraku manage to keep it by his side?

Naraku looked up at the direction Xuewu had gone, his handsome, fair face bearing an inexplicable expression, and murmured, "The wheel of the Dao has begun to turn; the day when those of our path return to the earth is not far off..."

Chapter Six: The Unintentional Arrow

Smelling the slightly salty sea breeze, the midday sun warmed his body and heart. For the first time, he realized how precious freedom truly was.

Stepping onto the long-lost Central Plains, the feeling of rebirth was something only those who had experienced it could understand. Taking a deep breath of the fresh air he thought he would never breathe again, Xiao Yao turned around with slight excitement and bowed deeply to the three of them.

"If it weren't for the three of you helping me out, I'm afraid I would never have been able to escape the 'Black Prison' in this lifetime. I will never forget your great kindness!"

Long Bufei hurriedly said, "Brother Xiao, please don't be so polite. You're making me feel too embarrassed! In fact, I didn't help at all. I was even rescued by my two benefactors! How could I be worthy of such a great gift from you, Brother Xiao?"

"That's right! If you want to thank someone, thank me. I'm your savior."

Without aloud these thoughts, Jun Tianxie knew exactly what to say. He had long understood the existence of a kind of self-destructive "chivalry"—the more you do someone a favor without expecting anything in return, the more grateful they become. Jun

Tianjiao beside him remained silent, just like him, but Jun Tianxie knew that his naturally aloof older sister was simply too lazy to talk, not necessarily sharing his intentions.

Good, one person to repay a debt of gratitude was enough; two would be too many.

With a bright smile, Jun Tianxie put his arm around Xiao Yao's shoulder and said, "We're all family here." All this thanking was a waste of time! Isn't it only natural to help a companion in need?

Xiao Yao was taken aback, but then understood the implication in Jun Tianxie's words: he wanted him to not expose his impersonation of someone from "Prison Break" out of consideration for saving his life.

Xiao Yao smiled wryly, "Brother Jun is indeed reasonable and straightforward. Let's just do as you say."

Seeing Xiao Yao's understanding and cooperation, Jun Tianxie smiled even more broadly, "Brother Xiao is a pillar of the organization. We can't afford to lose such a talent. My orders were to risk my life to rescue Brother Xiao, and now I have finally fulfilled my mission."

The implication was extremely clear in this exchange, and there was only one audience member in this play. Long Bufei said with a slightly surprised expression, "So Brother Xiao is also a member of 'Prison Break'?!"

Jun Tianxie turned to Long Bufei and said, "I apologize for not explaining this to you beforehand, but I was afraid of causing any complications, so I had to make this painful decision. I hope you can understand."

Long Bufei was a magnanimous person. He quickly thought about how he was the only one kept in the dark and decided not to dwell on it. Of course, that was also because he didn't know that Jun Tianxie was hiding more than just this from him.

"To be honest, it was you and Lady Jun who saved my life. I'm so grateful, how could I possibly blame you, my sworn brother?"

This statement subtly expressed his intention to forgive and forget Jun Tianjiao's previous actions, but the person involved didn't show any gratitude. Long Bufei could only awkwardly say, "Now that Brother Xiao is free, what are your plans?"

A flash of pain and hatred crossed Xiao Yao's eyes, and he sighed, "Although Lou Xueyi and Dugu Bingxin have put me in such a state, I don't intend to seek revenge on them, even if it's just to maintain appearances..." "Whether it's a facade or not, the White Path Alliance can't withstand an internal conflict among the three major sects. What I'm more worried about is that the Third Under Heaven, having survived his defeat, will definitely hold this humiliation against the Seven Sects. I fear that once he recovers, he'll launch a massive attack, and who knows how many more lives will be lost then?"

Jun Tianjiao, who had been silent until now, suddenly shook her head and said, "The Third Under Heaven won't mobilize the Netherworld Demon Army for such a matter. He will only use his own strength to avenge the humiliation he suffered from his defeat."

Her words carried an undeniable air of authority, and Xiao Yao smiled bitterly, "Then should I warn Lou Xueyi and Dugu Bingxin to be careful?"

"Even if you tell them, they might not listen."

"For the sake of our past camaraderie, I hope to do my best and leave the rest to fate." Xiao Yao looked up at the sky and smiled bitterly.

"Useless sentimentality will only ruin important matters."

Despite being criticized so bluntly by Jun Tianjiao, Xiao Yao could only manage a wry smile and turned the topic to Long Bufei, saying, "I have a favor to ask, Brother Long. I would like to invite you and me back to our organization to meet our leader. Would you be willing?"

Long Bufei was taken aback and asked, "You want me to meet the leader of 'Breaking the Prison'?"

Xiao Yao then smiled at Jun Tianxie and said, "Tianxie, you must also want to spend more time with your sworn brother, right? Why don't you quickly invite him to our headquarters?"

"Good heavens! They're actually trying to take advantage of me?"

Meeting the leader of "Breaking the Prison," who was ranked first on the Demonic Sect's Kill List, was certainly a tempting offer, but Jun Tianxie was worried that he might not be able to return. After all, he had been using the leader's name to swindle people for years, and no one knew whether the leader of Breaking the Prison had the same good manners as Long Bufei.

After a moment's thought, a plan to escape was formed.

He sighed with feigned regret, "You two go back first! I want to go see my little brother, Ding Shenzhao. It's been so long since I've heard from him, it's really worrying."

His explanation was perfectly reasonable and impeccable. Although he had absolutely kept it a secret from the only woman in his life, Jun Tianxie was confident that she would never expose his trick. Under the principle of not doing anything that would harm others without benefiting oneself, the two siblings were thinking in perfect unison.

Long Bufei looked at Jun Tianxie and asked, "Brother, do you also want me to meet your leader?"

"Our leader is a remarkable man. You'll understand when you meet him, brother," Jun Tianxie said, his voice tinged with shame. "The rise of the righteous and the fall of the demons has a long history. It's precisely because the righteous cannot unite and act independently, like a pile of loose sand unable to gather effective strength. Brother and leader are the two great spiritual indicators and hopes of the chivalrous path. If you can unite and rally the people, you will surely have a powerful and far-reaching effect, and we will have hope for a revival."

Xiao Yao nodded in agreement. Regardless of Jun Tianxie's background and purpose, his words alone struck a chord with him.

Long Bufei considered for a moment, then finally nodded, "Since Brother Xiao thinks so highly of me, I also hope to contribute more to the righteous path. Let's see just how extraordinary the 'Prison Breaker,' who can gather so many outstanding talents, truly is!"

Xiao Yao said happily, "Brother Long will definitely not regret this decision."

Long Bufei turned to Jun Tianjiao and asked, "Would Lady Jun like to return with us?"

Jun Tianjiao remained aloof, as if aloofness was an innate mark of her.

"No, I'm going back to the 'Martial Arts Academy.'"

"Oh."

Long Bufei responded softly, a regret flowing through his heart like a clear spring rinsing over stones, unnoticed by himself.

Seeing Long Bufei's reaction, a strange light flashed in Jun Tianxie's eyes, his lips twitching slightly, but he said nothing. Reluctance to part

was never the style of the Jun family. The two siblings exchanged glances, tacitly understanding the whereabouts of "that person" who was not present.

The third-ranked person in the world should have left as soon as he saw Jun Tianjiao appear.

Light and darkness cannot coexist. Unwilling to let his appearance shatter the image Jun Tianjiao had painstakingly cultivated over many years, even with his long-awaited destined rival before him, he suppressed his pounding fighting spirit and returned to his sect in dejection.

This unwavering devotion was precisely what he could exploit! Jun Tianxie thought of his future "arrangements" for the third-ranked woman in the world and Jun Tianjiao, a smug smile creeping across his face.

The long street, usually bustling with traffic, now seemed like the entrance to the gates of hell, eerie and silent.

A blood-red flag fluttered in the wind in the center of the street—the Demonic Sect's "Decisive Killing Banner"—a sign that the living should stay away, and for the poor victims chosen as targets, death was their only fate. A deafening boom, like a firecracker exploding, echoed through the long street. A handsome young man and a burly, imposing man wielding a golden sword instantly clashed, taking their positions and standing motionless, their auras locked in a fierce contest.

"I did n't realize you, little monk, possessed such skill. No wonder my Zengzhangtian died at your hands. But this has sown the seeds of your own untimely death. If you wish to return to the 'Zen Intent Sect' and take over the position of Prajna's leader, you'll have to wait until your next reincarnation!" The burly man's voice was like a thunderclap, chilling to the bone. His murderous aura seemed to emanate from a demonic realm, making those who looked upon him tremble with fear. In comparison, the young ruthless man's voice, though insignificant and his aura vastly different, revealed no fear in his clear, intelligent eyes. Holding his long staff at an angle, he slowly said, "Whether I can succeed as sect leader is of no importance to this humble monk. What I truly cherish is the blood feud with my master, a feud that I, Maitreya, will never forget." This young monk was none other than Maitreya, the "Bodhi Child," who had been appointed the next sect leader of the "Zen Sect" before Prajna's death! He and Jun Tianxie were the only eyewitnesses to their master's battle against "Heavenly King" Indra, and were also targets Indra sought to eliminate. Although they escaped immediate death, Indra, fearing the threat would resurface, intended to spare the two juniors. Jun Tianxie was dealt with by "Azure Demon" White Demon; as for Maitreya, he was to be eliminated by one of his three generals, "Golden Knife General" Ba Wu Hui, from the "Ten Directions Annihilation" army! A golden light illuminated Ba Wuhui's stern and imposing profile. His longsword, "Golden Wind and Fine Rain," wielded with a handkerchief that seemed to shake the world, moved with an aura that was neither purely offensive nor purely defensive, yet powerfully domineering and chilling, emanating from him like waves, enough to terrify any opponent and lead to defeat before the final battle. Compared to Ba Wuhui's overwhelming sword intent, Maitreya's slender figure appeared to be "hiding" behind a long staff, seemingly full of openings at first glance. However, to a master like Ba Wuhui, Maitreya's posture, seemingly one with the staff, exuded a subtle yet powerful aura, as if an invisible force field surrounded him. What were originally blind spots became "empty" armor protecting him, leaving Ba Wuhui unsure how to attack. Since Prajna's death, Maitreya's skill seemed to have broken through; his "Mind Guarding Existence and Non-existence" technique within the "Three Thousand Great Worlds" was so powerful that even a demonic master like Ba Wuhui could not find a weakness. After observing for a moment and still finding no opportunity to strike, Ba Wu Hui devised a plan. He chuckled wickedly, "I have decided to launch a full-scale offensive against the 'Zen Sect.' These leaderless bald monks are just a disorganized mess; I believe they will soon be slaughtered. Then this little monk's journey to the West will no longer be lonely." Although he knew Ba Wu Hui was using psychological tactics, Maitreya couldn't help but be startled by his words, unable to maintain his detached demeanor, proving the proverb "concern leads to confusion." Seeing his scheme succeed, Ba Wu Hui couldn't help but reveal a smug, sinister smile. "You're still too green. Go to the Western Paradise and reunite with your master!" The golden knife was raised high and lowered with divine skill, each movement as clear as a still frame, yet filled with an eerie continuity. This made Maitreya feel as if he were on a bloody battlefield, facing thousands of troops charging towards him, almost wanting to turn and run away in utter humiliation. But he knew this was because his mental defenses had gaped, allowing his enemy to take advantage of the situation. It was a pity, but he was helpless. However, he was indeed worthy of being the first person of the third generation of the "Zen Sect" under the full training of Prajna. Although he was temporarily at a disadvantage, he was surprised but not flustered. He swung his Burning Lamp Staff in an arc, carving out a new world for himself amidst the pouring down domineering sword energy. "Let him be strong, I will be like a gentle breeze through the forest!" This was the "Self-Existing World" mental technique of the "Three Thousand Great Worlds".

Each swing of the staff struck empty air, yet left behind a dense, gentle, and unpredictable force, transforming violence into peace like a Buddhist Zen saying. Ba Wu Hui's slash, though seemingly effortless, failed to slow down or soften.

Ba Wu Hui snorted, retracting his golden blade before unleashing a barrage of blade shadows at Maitreya, while countless eerie and malevolent blade energies pressed forward like vengeful ghosts.

Maitreya, caught off guard by his opponent's swift change of tactics, slightly shifted his body, his staff tip trembling, simultaneously unleashing over a dozen strikes in an instant, their trajectories swift and lightning-fast, meeting the ghostly blade shadows head-on, sparks flying.

Ba Wu Hui thought to himself, "I, one of the renowned 'Ten Directions Annihilation' of the Demonic Sect, have spent so much time and effort failing to subdue a third-generation disciple of the 'Zen Sect'? If word gets out, won't my reputation be ruined?"

At this thought, evil arose in his heart. He channeled his true energy into the blade, and with a burst of golden light, an incomparably sharp blade aura swept through the air, its power fierce and astonishing. The blade aura even sealed off all escape space within a five-zhang radius, forcing Maitreya to confront him head-on.

With no other choice, Maitreya sighed inwardly, simultaneously calming his mind and gripping his staff with both hands. The "Burning Lamp Staff" spun like a tornado on flat ground, its whooshing sound as it swept across with lightning speed, parrying Ba Wuhui's blade.

"Clang!"

After a loud crash, both men were injured and flew back in different directions. Maitreya suffered from the fact that his internal energy was not as profound as Ba Wuhui's thirty years of accumulated demonic skills. In a head-on clash with no room for fancy tricks, he was more severely injured, his internal organs churning, and he almost fainted on the spot. Ba Wuhui, who was only slightly more cunning than him, was also surprised by Maitreya's long-lasting strength, thinking to himself that if this boy was not eliminated today, he would surely become a great threat in the future. He swallowed the mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, the speed at which he regained his breath determining his fate! With a sinister grin, he rose from the ground, unleashing a deadly slash at his opponent.

"Little monk! Your life is over!"

"Master! I'm sorry, your disciple has failed your expectations, and I'm afraid I can't avenge you."

Completely exhausted, Maitreya watched helplessly as Ba Wu Hui's blade came hurtling towards him, unable to move. He had already resigned himself to death when suddenly an arrow, like the first ray of dawn, pierced the darkness, narrowly missing Ba Wu Hui's nose, before embedding itself in the stone slab beneath his feet with a sharp "thud!"

"Greed" was insufficient to describe Ba Wu Hui's current state of mind. The warning of that arrow was utterly clear, and even more remarkable was the fact that it had been executed with such precision at high speed. To achieve this was ten times more difficult than launching a sneak attack from behind during a fierce battle. When did the White Path Alliance produce such a formidable archer?!

But the archer's reaction turned his initial surprise into astonishment.

"Oh dear! I missed again, what happened?"

A sweet, annoyed voice came from the roof above them. A girl dressed in light green had short, pretty hair and eyes brighter than gemstones, sparkling with a pure yet mischievous light. Though petite, she was shapely and well-proportioned. Her cherry-like lips were slightly upturned, and her eyebrows were furrowed as she looked at the two on the battlefield.

Seeing the small crimson bow in the green-clad girl's hand, with two white, featherless short arrows nocked on the bowstring, Maitreya recalled his master Prajna's words and trembled, exclaiming, "A 'bow of vibrant colors'? Arrows of 'removing makeup'! You...you are 'Female Arrow' Sun Chuqian?!"

The green-clad girl smiled radiantly, like a blooming flower, invigorating everyone present. She said happily, "You recognize me? Then you're definitely not a bad person! That's great! I didn't save the wrong person this time!"

Her unrelated manner of speaking momentarily stunned Maitreya, leaving him unsure how to react. However, this conversation reassured the other person. Ba Wuhui sneered, "So it's one of those so-called 'three, two, four heroes' from the White Path Alliance, the one among them, 'Female Arrow' Sun Chuqian! You want to be a pillar? You're far too overconfident!" "

It turns out that this green-clad girl is none other than Sun Chuqian, one of the Four Beauties and a fellow disciple of 'Phoenix' Jun Tianjiao, nicknamed 'Female Arrow.' At this moment, she raised her crescent-shaped eyebrows, slightly displeased, and said, 'You have a fierce look on your face; I can tell you're no villain! Master often tells me to help the weak and punish the wicked. Today is the day I put his teachings into practice. I will never let you bully this cute little monk!'

Sun Chuqian's simplistic binary judgment of good and evil based solely on appearance nearly made Maitreya's jaw drop in astonishment. Moreover, she wasn't much older than him, yet she called him a 'cute little monk'! What was this woman thinking?

Ba Wuhui coldly snorted, 'Those who dare to oppose the Demonic Sect must die! Girl, you trespassed into the 'Decisive Killing Banner's' one-mile-wide barrier and disrupted my business. According to the Demonic Law, you deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces!'

'I'll first punish your dog mouth for not uttering anything decent!' "

Along with the sharp cry, came the sound of arrows leaving the bowstring. Three

white, featherless arrows shot towards Ba Wuhui in a triangular formation, but surprisingly, the force and speed of these three arrows… calling them "weak" might be an exaggeration, but they certainly gave the impression of being listless and powerless. It wouldn't be surprising if they collapsed to the ground midway. Even if they successfully hit their targets, would such archery still pose a threat? It was certainly debatable. Under the

surprised and disappointed gaze of Maitreya, Ba Wuhui laughed loudly, clutching his stomach: "So the so-called Three Heroes and Four Talents are just such lowly characters?! You dare to come out and act as a bridge with such skills? Today, I'll buy one and get one free, sending you both to the Western Paradise!!" A whirling blade suddenly rose, the opening move of his "

Decapitation Technique"—a single slash to cleave in two! The rising and falling blade momentum, aided by centrifugal force, amplified its power. Ba Wu Hui completely disregarded the two arrows shot by Sun Chu Qian. In his calculations, the whirling blade would first swat away the three featherless arrows like flies, then sever the immobile Maitreya's head! Dealing with that incompetent girl would then be a piece of cake.

Ba Wu Hui had absolute confidence in his swordsmanship, but it was precisely this confidence that led to his defeat today.

His plan was to strike down the three arrows simultaneously with a single slash, because the first one... One arrow suddenly increased in speed by half a fraction, causing Ba Wu Hui's sword strike to miss, only hitting the remaining two. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem; his protective qi would have been more than enough to handle it. However, the two arrows that were struck didn't break in two as expected. Instead, after being impacted, they simultaneously, as if possessed, struck the fletching of the first featherless arrow. This caused the first arrow's force and speed to increase a hundredfold, ricocheting downwards like a meteor and piercing his thigh!

Ba Wu Hui let out a fierce roar like a wounded beast, his eyes wide as saucers, staring in disbelief at the wound on his leg.

"How—how is this possible—?!"

A flash of inspiration struck Maitreya, recalling a unique skill his master Prajna had mentioned in the Martial Arts Academy, a miraculous archery technique known as "the flower you plant with care may not bloom, but the willow you plant unintentionally may thrive." He blurted out,

"An arrow without intention?!" "

Sun Chuqian, who had just hit her target, unexpectedly showed a look of surprise. She tucked the small red bow under her arm, clapped her hands excitedly, and shouted and jumped, 'Hit! Hit! This time it really hit!!'" —

This time it hit??

Ba Wuwu was no longer confident in figuring out Sun Chuqian's true intentions. He let out an angry roar and fled the scene in a sorry state, his body slightly lame.

Chapter Seven: Assassin Number One

"Haa...haa..."

In a secluded and dark alley, unusually heavy breathing suddenly came from today. Upon closer listening, it even carried a strong sense of lewdness.

Zooming in on the scene in the alley, one could see a young woman and a young man openly engaging in illicit relations in broad daylight!

"Hmph...ah...it's happening..."

The young woman's long dress had been pulled down to her waist, revealing her fair, bare thighs. Her breasts were half-exposed, her large breasts swaying alluringly. With each powerful thrust from the young man behind her, sweat splattered, and her juices flowed endlessly.

"Ah...ah...I...what...what's wrong with me...?"

Her beautiful face, soaked with sweat, her lips panting, her eyes gleaming with a dazed light.

"I...how could I...become so...lewd...? I...ah...again...no...don't stop...!"

Boundless lust burned within the young woman's body as if it were about to explode. She felt an indescribable pain. Only when the strange man behind her thrust forcefully into her core, constantly stimulating her sensitive clitoris, could her soul find liberation. But with that liberation, something seemed to be taken away.

How did this begin? The young woman had already formed an impression.

All she remembered was that this morning, she had bought her daily groceries at the market, just like any other day. On her way home, she suddenly bumped into a boy she had never seen before—handsome and refined, yet possessing a sinister aura that made her heart race. His eyes were like bottomless, dark pools, his sharp gaze seemingly able to pierce through clothes and probe into the soul.

Her eyes met the boy's, and it was as if two magnets were drawn together, unable to look away. The surrounding scenery blurred like ripples on water, and her will seemed to sprout wings, soaring higher and higher… higher and higher… and then… and then she became like this.

She knew she shouldn't do this, but the moral principles and virtues she had been taught since childhood surged from her lower body, wave after wave, reaching the depths of her mind, completely overshadowing the thrill that made her tremble. With her eyes closed and her buttocks raised high, she let the hard penis thrust in and out of her wet and sticky jade gate, emitting moans of ecstasy, as if this was the ultimate pleasure in life!

"Waaah... Ahh... I can't take it anymore... It's coming... I'm coming again..."

The boy behind her revealed a wicked smile, stopping his piston-like movements, and said in a gentle, commanding tone, "No, you can't come yet."

The woman, on the verge of climax, was abruptly pulled back. Shock and emptiness made her anxiously shake her plump buttocks, squeezing towards the boy's crotch. Her flushed cheeks flushed as she turned back, panting, "Good man! Why did you stop? Give it to me! Give it to me now!"

"Continue?" The boy's handsome face uttered lewd words, "It's possible, but what will you give me in return?"

"I... I don't know... You can have anything... Please! Don't stop!"

Completely unaware that she had become a slave to lust, the itching sensation in her lower body almost brought her to tears, her helpless eyes radiating a thirst for lust.

"Hehe! What a lovely woman. Your body is the best reward. Come on! Now spread your legs and ask me to forcefully pierce your flesh with my fiery member!"

"Ah... Great! Yes, ma'am..."

The young woman's eyes shone with a fiery light as if she were possessed. She spread her trembling pink legs as wide as possible, exposing her most private parts to the stranger without reservation. In a dazed voice, she said, "Come on! Master, thrust it in hard!"

The young man behind her smiled with satisfaction. He used his fingers to spread the private parts surrounded by her plump buttocks as wide as possible. There, sticky, lustful nectar emitted heat and was slowly dripping.

"Very good, here you go. Take it carefully!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his member mercilessly pierced her core. The more intense and violent pleasure than before made the young woman unable to help but shed tears of joy. Her physiology and psychology seemed to change at the same time. There was no longer a trace of shame left, only the instinctive pursuit of sensual pleasure.

"How is it? Does it feel good?"

The young man pressed his face close to the young woman's flushed face, uttering a lewd question near her pearly earlobe.

"Hmm... Ahh... I don't know..."

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll stop again."

"No! Don't!" The young woman, fearing he would actually do it, though ashamed to death, had no choice but to honestly say, "I'll tell you, it feels good... it feels good..."

"I can't hear you, louder."

"It feels good! Master, you're making me feel so good!"

The young woman's face was contorted by the surging pleasure, her lower body contracting violently, the walls of her flesh undulating and massaging the young man's penis.

A change she herself hadn't noticed was quietly taking place within the young woman's body, transforming her mind and body.

"Hehe! You're indeed honest enough, so as agreed, I'll give you what you want."

After saying that, the young man began to speed up, thrusting into the young woman's beautiful body with even more violent movements, and the latter responded with even more violent swaying, uttering moans that were hard to tell whether they were from pain or pleasure, her mind and body having become slaves to lust.

"Ahhh...! I'm going to come! I'm going to die!"

With a scream that sounded like both crying and joy, the young woman's body tensed up, her lower body violently squeezing the member inside her honeypot, releasing a large amount of hot, lustful fluid.

A satisfied expression appeared on the young man's face. He released his hands from her legs, letting the dazed woman slowly fall to the ground. Looking at her disheveled lower body, his eyes were devoid of any emotion. In the darkness, there was a silence after the climax. After a while, he walked out of the dark alley.

Sunlight shone on the young man's face, revealing clear and familiar features. It was none other than the most despicable protagonist in history: "Demon Star" Jun Tianxie!

Jun Tianxie stretched lazily, his relaxed and indifferent expression completely unrelated to the shameful incident in the alley just now. When he seemed to have completely relaxed, he let out a long sigh and said leisurely: "How long does Second Brother intend to follow me? Why don't you come out and chat with this junior?" "

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling killing intent swept over him. Its icy intensity was no less than that of Bai Mo's Snow-Clad Blade Force or Jun Tianjiao's Three Thoughts Cold Technique, but there was a fundamental difference. The killing intent of the newcomer did not affect the sudden drop in temperature, but rather it was an absolute, death-like coldness that seemed to emanate from hell.

Only someone who had truly killed countless people could exude such a cold killing intent.

Even Jun Tianxie seemed unable to withstand this piercing killing intent, and narrowed his eyes, saying, "I was just joking, Senior, there's no need to get so angry, is there?"

The killing intent vanished abruptly as if it had never appeared, followed by a cold, indifferent voice coming from directly in front of him.

"How did you find me?"

A man who could only be described as "ordinary" appeared before Jun Tianxie as if he had suddenly descended into the world. Whether it was his features, clothing, temperament, or expression, there was nothing special about him. His unremarkable appearance was like a passerby you would see on the street every day, but would never remember afterward."

However, Jun Tianxie dared not underestimate the person before him, for he knew that "ordinariness" was one of the main reasons the latter had become the world's number one assassin.

Moreover, the other's unremarkable appearance was not simple; even with his ability to instantly recall appearances, he couldn't immediately imprint the person's face in his memory. This showed that the person's cultivation had reached a level of inner refinement, even able to "process" their appearance and temperament into something utterly unremarkable. "

Actually, with your 'unpredictable' lightness skill, Senior, I could never have discovered your whereabouts. I simply thought that Jixiangtian would definitely send someone to monitor my actions, and that person could be someone better than you, Senior. That's why I dared to speak up and test you. Please forgive any offense."

The newcomer gazed silently at Jun Tianxie for a moment before speaking, "So, you recognize me?"

It was Yi Shuihan, the number one assassin among the Nine Great Eccentrics! Jun Tianxie smiled and nodded, "Famous indeed, who doesn't know me?" "

Number one assassin? Heh!" The newcomer revealed a stern smile: "Some believe that since the establishment of the 'Shura Hall,' this title should have been handed over to 'Dark Shura' Dugu Suiyu!"

His words revealed the pressure Yi Shuihan felt from the rising stars. The younger generation always surpasses the older; the rankings in the martial world are like rowing against the current—if you don't advance, you fall behind. Even those of the Nine Great Eccentrics, with their transcendent status, cannot change this law.

Jun Tianxie, however, reacted quickly, immediately understanding the underlying meaning of Yi Shuihan's words and the reason for his public appearance. It couldn't be as simple as just being discovered.

"Could it be that you want to use me to deal with 'Dark Shura'?" "But why does he think I'd help him?"

Jun Tianxie blinked and smiled, "In the martial arts world, another nickname for you is 'three against one,' which shows the difference in skill between you and Dark Asura."

Flattery never fails, Yi Shuihan's expression softened slightly, and she said calmly, "You're a smart kid, and your martial arts are not bad either. No wonder my daughter looks at you with such high regard."

Jun Tianxie was taken aback and said, "Your daughter?"

Yi Shuihan revealed a mischievous smile.

"It's Shui Furong, the top courtesan of 'Fireworks Pavilion,' and Jixiangtian, one of the Four Flying Heavens of 'Heavenly Palace'! What, didn't she tell you?"

If Yi Shuihan wanted to enjoy the surprised expression on Jun Tianxie's face, he had obviously succeeded. Jun Tianxie, who had been outmaneuvered, took several seconds to readjust his jaw, and shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "I should have thought of this connection earlier. Otherwise, how could someone as the number one assassin in the world be under the command of a mere Four Flying Heavens?"

At the same time, a new question arose. Although assassins, like those in the Demonic Sect, were supposed to be ruthless and abandon all emotions, the fewer worldly attachments they had, the better. Why would Yi Shuihan, the number one assassin in the world, allow himself to have the same "weakness" as Dugu Suiyu?

Seemingly unwilling to discuss this matter further, Yi Shuihan changed the subject, saying, "There's something I don't understand. You were clearly forced to go to the 'Black Prison' to rescue someone after being poisoned by my daughter's 'Returning Yin Needle,' so why, after the person was rescued, didn't you rush to find my daughter to lift the restriction, but instead wandered around aimlessly?"

His actions were being interpreted as aimless wandering? Jun Tianxie smiled bitterly, finding no words to refute, and could only say, "Life and death are predestined. I believe your daughter is a person of her word. As long as she hears the news of Xiao Yao's regained freedom, she will definitely come to cure me as promised. It doesn't matter where I am."

Yi Shuihan's eyes flashed coldly as she said, "There are indeed people in this world who disregard life and death, but that is definitely not you. If you deny it, you are insulting the judgment I've cultivated over forty years as an assassin."

"Using the reputation of the world's number one assassin to cuckold me, young master? This old man is serious."

Realizing that further denial might anger the world's number one assassin before him, Jun Tianxie had no choice but to "tell the truth": "To be honest, senior, I'm really afraid of your daughter's methods. I'm afraid she'll come up with some new tricks while lifting my restrictions, so I made an agreement with Xiao Yao early on, and he'll find a way to remove the 'Returning Yin Condensing Needle' for me before I can relax and enjoy myself."

This explanation convinced Yi Shuihan, who smiled and said, "My daughter is clever and mischievous, and she has a lot of ideas for playing tricks on people. It's only natural that you're wary of her."

His unspoken meaning was that he was quite proud of his daughter.

"When it comes to cleverness and mischief, that bitch Jixiangtian can't even come close to me! But to be honest, I'm afraid some people will turn on me on the spot, so I'll have to save face for you and your daughter."

Although Yi Shuihan had countless experiences, he didn't possess the Buddhist "telepathic" ability. Unable to discern the true truth hidden beneath Jun Tianxie's "truth," Jun Tianxie

never took Jixiang Tian's "Returning Yin Condensing Needle" seriously from the beginning. His own cultivation methods, "Evil Nirvana" and "Unmoved Evil Heart," were already top-tier within the Demonic Sect. Although he currently only possessed about 70% of their essence, they far surpassed Jixiang Tian's "Body Offering." Purely in terms of the attributes of Demonic Sect techniques, challenging someone of a higher level was impossible!

Therefore, Jun Tianxie was never controlled by anyone from beginning to end. His rescue of Xiao Yao was purely based on the prospect of profit; the subsequent overtime work was entirely unexpected.

Yi Shuihan, not being a member of the Demonic Sect, couldn't understand the mysteries. Like his daughter, he believed that "Returning Yin Condensing Needle" was unsolvable except by the practitioner, and Jun Tianxie's arrogance seemed illogical, hence his question. However, he was still fooled by the latter's wit.

"A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. My own daughter is someone who would never fall in love with anyone. Do you think she would wholeheartedly help you because of her feelings for Xiao Yao? You're overestimating yourself."

Jun Tianxie said with a bitter face, "Then what should I do? Can you help me, senior?"

"After all, you're still young. Although you have some cleverness, when faced with real difficulties, your fear of death will be fully revealed."

Trying not to show the smug expression of his opponent falling into his trap, Yi Shuihan first coughed and then said, "I can plead for you with my willful daughter, but you can't expect something for nothing. You're a smart man, so you naturally know what kind of reward you should expect."

"After all this, we've finally gotten to the point." Jun Tianxie chuckled inwardly, but what he said was something else entirely.

"Please speak, senior. I will do my best within my capabilities."

"I need you to help me deal with the Dark Asura, Dugu Suiyu," Yi Shuihan said in a deep voice.

"What?!"

Jun Tianxie feigned a pre-prepared "shocked" expression, even trembling violently as a prelude.

Yi Shuihan said calmly, "I have already issued a challenge to Dugu Suiyu. In a battle between assassins, the last one standing for three months will be the victor! This competition is far too important. Even I, who always works alone, need a helper, and the person I have chosen is you." Jun Tianxie said with a bitter face, "It's not that I'm unwilling to serve you, senior, but in a battle between top experts, there's no room for a third party to intervene. Besides, my meager skills would probably only make things worse." "

You don't need to belittle yourself or hide your strength," Yi Shuihan said with a calm expression, yet with a special kind of authority. "Based on my observations these past few days, your internal energy cultivation is indeed not yet up to par, but you have also cultivated a very special method of internal breathing, which allows you to almost assimilate your life force with the world, to the point that even I find it difficult to detect." "Although it might not be enough to break through Dugu Suiyu's 'Asura Undying Body,' a surprise attack would definitely distract Dark Asura. That's the perfect opportunity I need."

"You make it sound so cunning, but all you're really doing is using me as cannon fodder to draw Dark Asura's attention, so you can seize the chance to deliver a fatal blow. I'll bear all the danger, but you'll reap the rewards. Is this how you get the title of the world's number one assassin?"

She cursed Yi Shuihan's ancestors for eighteen generations in her mind, but on her face, she tried to maintain a worried expression, hesitatingly saying, "This...this seems...not quite right..."

Yi Shuihan raised a thin eyebrow and slowly said, "Of course I won't let you do such a dangerous job for nothing. If you agree, besides guaranteeing to get the antidote from my daughter, I will also teach you my signature technique—'Omnipresent'! Combined with your concealed inner energy technique, there's at least an 80% chance of success, and at the very least, you can escape unscathed. You can think it over carefully."

Jun Tianxie revealed an excited expression and said, "Senior, are you really going to impart the 'Ubiquitous' technique to me?!" Yi Shuihan resolutely replied, "My word is always my bond." The

"Assassin" Yi Shuihan's "Ubiquitous" technique ranks among the top three in the "Lightness Skill" section of the "Imperial Supreme World-Shaking Scripture." His skill in shifting and moving has reached a level comparable to the legendary "Five Ghosts Moving Technique." When applied to close-quarters combat, even the Shadow's "Shadow Escape Technique" falls short. This is the main reason why Yi Shuihan has been able to maintain his position as the number one assassin to this day.

Faced with one of the most coveted martial arts techniques in the martial world, Jun Tianxie seemed moved. He swallowed hard and asked, "How should I cooperate with you, senior?"

A hint of smugness flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately masked by his "ordinariness." Yi Shuihan said, "When action is needed, I will come to you. But for now, I need to test whether you are qualified to cooperate with my plan."

Jun Tianxie's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Test?!"

Yi Shuihan said coldly, "If you can't even withstand one of my moves, then you can't talk about cooperating with me, let alone being qualified to inherit my ultimate technique! Enough nonsense, focus your attention and execute the move!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared from Jun Tianxie's sight.

Jun Tianxie had no choice. He raised his "Unmoved Evil Heart" to its limit, and his senses spread out like a net.

Looking around, he saw no one, but through his "Supreme Six Senses" and the communion between heaven and man, Jun Tianxie could still vaguely sense an unimaginably agile life form, moving with speed far beyond his comprehension, almost instantaneously flitting past him.

Yi Shuihan's body seemed to merge with heaven and earth, becoming omnipresent yet nonexistent. Jun Tianxie couldn't grasp the energy reactions of this number one assassin, and didn't even know when he would launch a fatal attack.

Was this Yi Shuihan's renowned "omnipresence" technique? It was truly terrifying!

With his evil intent fully activated, Jun Tianxie simply closed his eyes and used his "Mind's Eye" to search for Yi Shuihan's movements. No method in the world is unbreakable; no matter how powerful Yi Shuihan's "omnipresent" technique is, the moment he attacks, the formless will inevitably revert to a tangible form—his only chance to save his life.

Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted again, the howling wind carrying the impending threat of a storm. A palpable killing intent, like the outer shell of a jellyfish, enveloped him, the layers of needle-like killing intent causing a dull ache in his skin.

Jun Tianxie knew Yi Shuihan was about to strike, and gritted his teeth, silently crying out, "Mother, protect me!" Using the "Dreamy Illusionary Flower" technique, his body blurred like a projection on the turbulent water, yet his true form instantly swelled three zhang, returning to the alley entrance.

Yi Shuihan miraculously reappeared before him; the "Dreamy Illusionary Flower" technique couldn't even delay him for a moment.

A highly concentrated column of energy condensed—at Yi Shuihan's fist—pressed straight towards his throat. If struck, it would surely result in a fatal brain explosion; even a god couldn't save him.

Jun Tianxie had no choice. With a loud roar, he simultaneously met Yi Shuihan's attacking fist with both palms imbued with "Evil Path Nirvana" and "Annihilation True Qi."

"Boom!"

An irresistible force surged through his body; his tiger's mouth instantly exploded, both arms felt as if severed, and simultaneously, his back involuntarily slammed open with a "bang!" He crashed into the end of the alley with a loud thud. If it weren't for his unparalleled mastery of the "True Strength of Annihilation" Qi Transformation Technique, he would definitely be bedridden for ten days to half a month now. "You

've passed the test. Master that manual well. I'll come find you again when I need to take action." "

The words were carried away by the wind, and the person had vanished without a trace. It seems that the 'omnipresent' technique is indeed miraculous. Jun Tianxie was able to suffer only minor injuries after being struck by Yi Shuihan at nearly 80% of his power, which was enough to make him proud.

Jun Tianxie wiped the blood from his mouth, smiled bitterly, and looked at the yellowed old book that Yi Shuihan had placed in his clothes at some point. He knew that if the other party wanted to take his life, it would be as easy as turning his hand.

This was none other than Yi Shuihan, the 'Assassin' who was known as the number one assassin in the world among the Nine Extraordinary People! But even so, he still needed to rely on external forces to deal with the 'Dark Asura' Dugu Suiyu. When these two leading figures of the assassin world, one old and one new, clashed, who would live and who would die?

And which side should he side with?

Chapter Eight: The Wrath of the Asura

If there was ever a time when the 'Dark Asura' Dugu Suiyu's face would show a murderous expression like that of an angry Asura, it would definitely be now!

'You mean that 'Li Jian' Chu Tianya suddenly appeared, injured you, and took away Bai Niang?'" "

Dugu Suiyu's eyes blazed with fury, his hands trembling slightly behind his back, revealing his intense agitation.

"Yes."

Dugu Bingxin's usually handsome face was now deathly pale, a sign of weakness after the fierce battle, but his back remained ramrod straight, a natural result of long-term rigorous training.

Dugu Suiyu remained silent, but anyone who knew Dugu Bingxin's character would have no doubt about his father's anger.

"He also said..." Dugu Bingxin hesitated, then stopped.

Dugu Suiyu whirled around, his eyes flashing with fierce light.

"What else did Chu Tianya say?!"

Dugu Bingxin hesitated for a moment, then continued, "He said he only came to reclaim what rightfully belonged to him, and if the 'Shura Hall' didn't want further casualties, it would be best to let this matter end here." "

This is actually not what the person involved originally meant when they said those words. Dugu Bingxin knows very well that when a person's reason is blinded by anger, they cannot and will not be able to distinguish between lies and truth.

"Chu Tianya...!" Dugu Suiyu uttered each word as if it were coming from between his teeth: "I was already being magnanimous by going down to find you, and you still dared to provoke me! If I don't settle this debt with you personally, how will I, 'Dark Asura' Dugu Suiyu, have the face to stand in the martial world in the future?!"

A fleeting look of satisfaction flashed in Dugu Bingxin's eyes, and then she lowered her head and said: "...The cause of this matter is entirely due to my failure to protect you. Please punish me, Father."

Dugu Suiyu said somewhat absentmindedly: "'Tianya Lijian' Even I am not confident of victory. This matter is your fault."

"I have widely distributed the 'Asura Order' to all branch disciples to track down the whereabouts of Chu Tianya and Bai Niang."

Dugu Suiyu nodded and said, "If it were just 'Li Jian' alone, that would be fine. Bai Niang is pampered and used to a life of luxury. With her as a burden, Chu Tianya's whereabouts will definitely not be as elusive and secretive as before."

Dugu Bingxin raised her head and said, "However, according to the intelligence sources of the 'Qi Ge Alliance,' Chu Tianya was recruited by 'Qi Po Yu' a year ago and is one of the three top experts in the organization's core. I am worried that 'Po Yu' will secretly protect the whereabouts of these two."

Dugu Suiyu sneered, "What is 'Po Yu'? It's just a second-rate army cobbled together by a bunch of shady characters, yet they dare to swagger around under the banner of anti-demon! We should take this opportunity to let the world know that only the 'Asura Hall' is the true backbone of the righteous path!"

"What arrogance! What stinking bullshit!"

Just as the sneer of the charlatan echoed from outside, Dugu Suiyu had already transformed into a gust of wind, disappearing through the window with a "whoosh." Only after her father vanished from sight did "Shura" Dugu Bingxin have time to change her expression—

the newcomer was no ordinary expert, perhaps even surpassing her own!

Having made this judgment instantly, Dugu Bingxin dared not be negligent. Instead of following her father, she forcefully pushed open the door and entered the study.

Outside, Dugu Suiyu stood tall and imposing, like a cold, iron sword.

As Dugu Bingxin was still wondering, she heard her father speak in a cold, sharp voice to the empty darkness: "The esteemed 'Assassin' Yi Shuihan, one of the Nine Great Eccentrics! Since you have graced our humble abode with your presence, why hide and be stingy with your presence?" —

What?! "Assassin" Yi Shuihan?

Dugu Bingxin was greatly shocked. But as soon as he finished speaking, a gray figure suddenly emerged from the shadows of the artificial hill in the courtyard. "Ordinary" was his first impression. With his hands behind his back, he exuded an aura that commanded respect.

The moment the man appeared, Dugu Suiyu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a murderous intent flickered as he said, "It really is you...!" "How did you know it was me?" the man asked.

"The 'Nine Void Asura Realm' on the road from outside the main hall to the study was personally arranged by me. Who else in the world, besides Brother Yi's 'Nowhere to Hide' technique, could enter without alerting the eighty-one hidden traps?" "So you've been watching me all along. "

Yi Shuihan finally admitted it.

"Brother Yi, aren't you the same? Otherwise, you wouldn't have graced my humble abode with your presence today." Dugu Suiyu retorted sharply.

Yi Shuihan said, "Well said. You truly deserve to be my only worthy opponent. I think you understand the purpose of my visit today."

Dugu Suiyu nodded, "Of course."

"It's time to clarify who is the number one assassin in the world."

"The price will be the lives of one of us."

"How can a bet without risking one's life attract people like you and me to the table?" Yi Shuihan said calmly, "The game is open, now we await your arrival."

Dugu Suiyu's flat voice seemed devoid of emotion as he asked, "Time? Place?"

"Today, one month from now, Xiliang Mountain, Huanglong Road."

"I will be there on time." Dugu Suiyu nodded calmly, his attitude showing no sign of having just agreed to a life-or-death pact.

Dugu Bingxin's hands trembled slightly. Until just now, he had always believed that his cultivation of the "Ice Heart Technique" surpassed that of his father, and that nothing in this world could move him anymore.

However, tonight, witnessing his father's supposedly number one assassin in the world—the "Assassin" Yi Shuihan—face off against him, his confidence, built on arrogance, was shattered. "Form and spirit both empty, movement concealed within stillness, intention and action advancing in unison." The three martial arts mantras his father often taught him were perfectly embodied in these two.

Yi Shuihan, however, never once glanced at Dugu Bingxin, as if he didn't exist.

"Then, in three months, the Desolate Dragon Path will await your arrival."

Having said this, Yi Shuihan vanished as if falling into a dimensional rift, disappearing from the sight of the father and son—the "Omnipresent" technique!

Dugu Suiyu roared at this moment, "It's not that easy to leave! The Asura Hall is not a place where people can come and go so easily! Brother Yi, why don't you leave some things behind before you go!"

Echoing his words was his attack. His "Autumn Wind Sweeps Falling Leaves" stance, combined with the Asura Body Killing Technique, made every movement crystal clear, yet all completed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the Leopard Pen struck what seemed like empty space. Just as the force of his fist was about to be unleashed, Yi Shuihan's hearty laughter rang out, "I knew you would pull this trick! If you want me to leave some things behind, then we'll see if you have the corresponding strength!" His body seemed to return to reality from an illusion, and both hands unleashed their claws simultaneously, a miraculous strike! The "light and agile" movement perfectly countered the strength of the Asura Killing Fist, and with a combination of parrying and striking, the claw transformed into a blade, slashing towards the opponent's throat.

The attack, devoid of any killing intent, was deadly in every move, the essence of his signature killing technique, "Gentle Breeze Snatching," which was as gentle and subtle as a breeze, always difficult to defend against.

Dugu Suiyu snorted, his body shifting a foot, and suddenly struck empty air with his palm, creating a whirlwind of energy. He then plunged into the air current, spinning several times before his power increased exponentially, hurtling towards Yi Shuihan like thunder and lightning!

Yi Shuihan's eyes shone brightly, and he exclaimed, "Well done!" Then, his hands moved rapidly in front of his chest, forming hand seals, before leisurely meeting Dugu Suiyu's double strike.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar, like a firearm exploding, shook both of them, sending them flying backward. However, Yi Shuihan's body was only halfway back when he seemed to be swallowed by the void, losing his form. Then, a laugh came from afar: "The 'Asura Undying Body' is indeed extraordinary. I hope that at the Desolate Dragon Path agreement three months later, I can truly settle things with Brother Dugu!"

Dugu Suiyu's face had turned ashen since he stood still. Dugu Bingxin, understanding her father's intentions and knowing that chasing was futile, walked to his side and asked with concern. "Father, are you alright?"

Dugu Suiyu took a deep breath, regaining his stern expression. Outwardly, there was no sign of injury. He said calmly, "I'm fine. Yi Shuihan truly lives up to his reputation as the world's number one assassin. To have such a worthy opponent is a great pleasure in life."

His intention in attacking was not to capture Yi Shuihan for questioning, but purely to test his opponent's strength. Yi Shuihan, also a top assassin, understood this perfectly, as did Dugu Bingxin, who therefore did not interfere.

After a brief moment of rest, Dugu Suiyu regained his calm and dignified aura and ordered his son, "You heard the conversation just now. I need to devote myself to seclusion for the next three months. All affairs within the hall will be handled by you."

"Yes."

Dugu Bingxin accepted the order without saying another word. He understood that his father had made a decision on this matter, and no one was allowed to question or oppose it, not even his own son.

"Let Chu Tianya and Bai Niang go about their business for now. Fighting on two fronts is disadvantageous to us. We should weigh the pros and cons and make a choice."

Dugu Suiyu, who single-handedly built one of the seven major sects, known as "Dark Asura," was decisive and quick-witted. He could even temporarily set aside the most intolerable shame of being cuckolded, focusing all his attention on the formidable enemy before him.

"Your son obeys."

"Si, you may leave. Remember to pass on the order that my study will be a forbidden area for the next three months. Anyone who dares to enter without permission will be executed without mercy!"

Dugu Bingxin knew that the "anyone" her father spoke of included herself, but she remained expressionless, simply accepting the order indifferently: "Your son will comply."

Dugu Suiyu nodded and walked back to his study with his hands behind his back. There wasn't even a word of congratulations between father and son. Dugu Bingxin's sinister eyes were fixed on her father's departing figure, and a whisper that no one could hear echoed deep within her heart.

"Assassin Yi Shuihan! An unexpected variable has appeared..."

A silver disc hangs high in the night sky, symbolizing a full moon and family reunion—a belief and expectation passed down through generations on the land of "Shenzhou." But for some, it's nothing more than a laughable and baseless myth.

Gazing at the boundless starry sky, Jun Tianxie's pupils, deeper than the Milky Way, gleamed with wisdom. The "omnipresent" secret manual, coveted by martial artists, was casually tossed onto the grass at his feet, as if it were utterly worthless.

Glancing at the manual on the ground, he sneered, "You shoved this kind of deceptive stuff at me, thinking you could trick me into risking my life for you, using it as a shield to divert the enemy's attention? So the so-called Nine Eccentric Masters, living in seclusion, are nothing but short-sighted fools."

He picked up the manual from the ground and stuffed it into his robes, muttering, "Even if the instructions in this manual are truly feasible, they still contradict my 'Dreamy Illusory Flower.' Being too greedy will only lead to biting off more than you can chew, ultimately resulting in nothing. Yi Shuihan, one of the Nine Extraordinary People, couldn't possibly be unaware of this. Sure enough, the skills I've displayed have already been seen by him as a future threat, and he wants to take this opportunity to eliminate them all. He himself is unambitious, yet he sees the achievements of his juniors as a threat. If all the famous figures of today are like this, with such stagnation, then the martial arts world has no future." It's over. His seemingly indifferent attitude stems from the fact that from the beginning, he viewed entering the martial world as a "process" to achieve his goal, and he was merely a "passerby." His highest principle was to avoid involvement with any party, ensuring he could escape unscathed in any unfavorable situation.

He stood up, stretched, and with a seemingly calm but calculating smile, patted the manual in his pocket, saying, "Although it's useless to me, it's still a treasure in most people's eyes. Since it was a 'kind' gift, let me make the most of it and give that pretty boy some reward!"

This was an unremarkable house, dimly lit inside, yet a scene of extreme eroticism and debauchery was unfolding within.

"Oh...so beautiful...so lewd!" "So comfortable..."

The flickering light illuminated two slightly swaying figures inside the room. A middle-aged man with graying temples and a handsome face knelt between his half-undone trousers, a woman as beautiful as a peach blossom, voluptuous and alluring, her eyes and brows radiating charm. Her breasts were half-exposed, her pretty face pressed against the man's lower body, her fragrant lips swallowing his engorged member to the root, slowly thrusting in and out.

The man's face was filled with unbridled joy, his whole body floating on clouds, unable to express the pleasure he felt. He couldn't help but grab the woman's hair, letting his burning member thrust wildly in and out of her mouth.

Outside, all was quiet, but inside, heavy breathing echoed. Under the woman's soft and skillful onslaught, the middle-aged man's endurance had reached its limit. A tingling tremor made him hurriedly and somewhat embarrassedly say, "Su Yan, we can't go on!" "If I go any further, I'll... come out..."

The beautiful woman looked up at him seductively, her face showing a mixture of eagerness and smugness. She said, half-smiling, half-asleep, "What? You're begging for mercy already! Where did that brute force you had yesterday that nearly killed me go?"

The middle-aged man smiled wryly, "It's because you're too amazing, Su Yan."

The beautiful woman smiled teasingly, "'Tianya Lijian' is one of the ten most famous swords listed in the 'Huangji Jingshi Dian' (Imperial Ultimate World-Shaking Scripture). How could you admit defeat to a weak woman like me?"

The middle-aged man sighed, "Though the 'Lijian' is sharp, it's not as deep as Peach Blossom Spring."

The beautiful woman exclaimed coquettishly, "You're so mean! You're teasing me!"

The back-and-forth conversation revealed the identities of the man and woman inside: none other than Chu Tianya, the "Leaving Sword," and Bai Qinyan, the wife of Dugu Suiyu! Having escaped the sphere of influence of the "Shura Hall," and facing such a mature and alluring body, Chu Tianya's long-suppressed desires could no longer be contained. For several days, he indulged in passionate intercourse, drowning in a sea of lust day and night, unable to extricate himself. "

Hehe! Okay, I didn't want you to come so early. I haven't even started having fun yet." Looking into those beautiful eyes ,

blazing with desire, seemingly capable of captivating any woman, he wondered when he had become so infatuated with this face, which bore a striking resemblance to his deceased wife. Chu Tianya had lost his memory, and by the time he realized it, he was already deeply enamored with the allure of this thirsty, greedy body, willing to risk everything for it!

Bai Suyan, entranced, removed her and Chu Tianya's clothes, her lips emitting a low, provocative moan. Her face, flushed with passion, held an expression of wildness and anticipation. Her snow-white legs wrapped around the man's waist, as if inviting him to enter.

"Good man…stop teasing me!" "Come on...give it to me quickly..." Chu Tianya knew that Bai Suyan was burning with desire at this moment. If he dragged his feet in this situation, she would hate him for life. So without saying a word, he brought his throbbing member to the entrance of her flower petals, pushed forward, and as if sliding into a wet waterway, he easily inserted it all the way in!

"Oh...!"

Bai Suyan let out a satisfied groan, her ten slender fingers digging into Chu Tianya's broad back muscles. Her snow-white, pink buttocks received Chu Tianya's thrusts, from slow to fast, from light to heavy. "

Mmm... Ohhh... So comfortable... Faster... Harder..."

The two hot bodies were intertwined as if glued together, only their lower bodies thrusting and rising and falling, making a beautiful "sizzling" melody, which, together with her seductive moans, composed a sublime movement of spiritual and sexual communion.

Chu Tianya, aroused, suddenly wrapped his arms around Bai Suyan and turned her over, so that her snow-white, plump buttocks were facing him. Then, with a move called "taking fire from across the river," he thrust into the depths of her jade gate, the "slap slap" sounds echoing several times, causing Bai Suyan to moan incessantly.

"Ah...so...so beautiful...darling, you really know how to play...I...I'm going to be played to death by you...oh...don't stop..."

Looking at the beautiful body writhing and yielding beneath him, Chu Tianya felt a triumphant sense of conquest and laughed loudly, "You slut, didn't you always say you were insatiable? Today I'll make you beg for mercy beneath me!

" "Ah...I...I can't take it anymore...good man...I beg you for mercy...please...please...spare me...ah! Coming, it's coming again...!"

As Bai Suyan's moans grew louder and louder, the tightness within her jade gate increased, and the frequency of her thrusts and gasps became more and more rapid, finally reaching a violent climax. Amidst

Bai Suyan's hysterical, desperate cries, Chu Tianya also let out a beastly roar, shooting his life essence deep into her womb without reservation. Yin and Yang complemented each other, sweat and tonics flowed together, and the whole world was left with only a feeling of ecstasy and death, nothing else!

After their passionate encounter, the two remained immersed in the lingering afterglow of their climax, falling asleep in each other's arms, letting exhaustion overwhelm their consciousness and leading them into a sweet dream, as if they could stay like this forever.

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