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"Who?"

"Who are you?"

The deep black night had stained the puddles black with rainwater, and all was quiet except for the soft patter of the rain

.

This kind of weather was only suitable for reading by the fireside at night or sleeping soundly behind closed doors; it was absolutely unsuitable for going out, much less for killing

.

However, for an assassin, it was always the same. Although

martial arts skills would be greatly diminished in such weather, and small mistakes might occur when wielding a longsword, and hearing would

become , for an assassin who could not tolerate the slightest error, even the slightest mistake could cost him

his life.

Ye Shen was well aware of all this, which was why he had to come here in such weather.

He had been here eight times, each time spending an hour familiarizing himself with the environment. It could be said that

every flower and blade of grass here was deeply imprinted in his mind, all possible hiding places, the escape routes after completing a mission,

and the intervals between the guards' shifts, and so on.

Ye Shen was an experienced assassin, or rather, Ye Shen was an

assassin . Generally speaking, failure meant death. This was especially true for assassins. The phrase "repeatedly defeated but never giving up"

clearly doesn't apply to the profession of assassin. However, Ye Shen had completed 99 missions, failing 13 times, but always

escaping, which was enough to prove he was an experienced assassin.

But when Ye Shen infiltrated this place to complete his mission, he found himself subdued.

A cold sensation pressed against the back of his neck; he knew it was a short sword or dagger,

the killing intent emanating from it seeping into his skin. A slight warmth brushed against the back of his neck.

Almost simultaneously, Ye Shen reversed his sword, pointing it at the chin of the person behind him, and hissed, "Who?"

"Who are you?"

the person behind him asked in surprise.

Ye Shen dared not draw his sword. He knew that the person who could sneak up to him without him noticing was no less skilled than

himself , but seemed to lack some combat experience, which was why he had subdued them with a quick, reversed sword strike.

This low shout was merely to distract the other party.

"Are you an assassin?"

the person asked.

Ye Shen quickly devised a plan to escape, letting out a cold snort.

"..."

"Put down your sword, and we'll both let go at the same time,"

the man said. Ye Shen felt a lightness in his hand, and the chill on his neck vanished in the instant Ye Shen launched

his killing move with lightning speed. His specially made, thin, and narrow "Hidden Wind" sword flashed like snakes, leaving several indistinct shadows as it pounced on the man

.

Almost simultaneously, five cold stars flashed from Ye Shen's chest, silently shooting towards the fleeing figure.

However, unexpectedly, the man's movements were incredibly swift. His fleeing figure

twisted and turned with a strange agility, the Hidden Wind attack failing, and the cold stars flying away.

Ye Shen was startled.

Such speed! Ye Shen knew that tonight, he would have to begin his escape again.

But how could Ye Shen possibly escape such a speed?

Taking advantage of his opponent's retreat, Ye Shen turned and leaped, clearing several eaves in one breath. He crouched low,

jumped down, and suddenly darted left and right, up and down, traversing countless alleyways. Along the way, he casually

tossed away several flying tiles, waking someone from a peaceful dream, eliciting shouts of "Thief!" and

the running and shouts of patrolmen and constables. Amidst the chaos, Ye Shen disappeared into the shadows.

As dawn broke, the night chill subsided, and the rain lessened, Ye Shen, having changed hiding places seven times,

let out a deep breath. He removed his night clothes, buried them under the blue bricks, and strolled leisurely towards the breakfast stall around the corner.

After drinking a bowl of soy milk, eating two tea eggs, and rolling up a steaming scallion pancake,

Ye Shen tossed a few copper coins and headed towards the opening city gate.

Chapter One: Yangzhou, the Ancient Ferry of Eight Miles.

Ye Shen, dressed in a blue robe, slowly disembarked from the boat and greeted his sixth junior brother, Xu Dao, who was waving his arms at the ferry.

"Third senior brother, you've been away visiting relatives for half a year. Did you bring anything back for your senior brother?"

The two porters following behind Ye Shen unloaded the goods onto the cart. Ye Shen casually settled the payment and chuckled mischievously,

"All you ever think about is things. Hmph, look at your rosy face, did you get some benefits again?"

Then his expression turned serious, and he smiled, "How are Master and my senior brothers?"

As he spoke, two boys came out from behind Xu Dao, cupped their hands, and greeted him, "Greetings, Third Uncle." One of them casually

pulled the cart to the side of the road, while the other led the horse forward. Xu Dao put his arm around Ye Shen's shoulder and laughed as they arrived in front of the horse.

"All is well, all is well. Master took Second Senior Brother and Fourth Senior Brother to Jinling, supposedly for Old Master Ouyang's

sixtieth birthday. Since we live so close to each other in southern and northern Jiangsu, even though we don't usually keep in touch, Master couldn't very well not go

and pay his respects. A few days ago, Eldest Senior Sister-in-law was unwell; Fifth Senior Sister said she was pregnant, so Eldest Senior Brother accompanied her back to her parents'

home and hasn't returned yet. Now it's just Fifth Senior Sister, Xiao Qi, and me at home."

As they walked, talking, Yangzhou City came into view.

"What about Master's wife?"

Ye Shen asked. "Didn't Master's wife go to Jinling?"

"Hehe," Xu Dao chuckled mischievously, "Master's wife and Master had a fight for some reason, so Master's wife took Junior Brother

back to her parents' home. Hehe, she was originally going to take Fifth Senior Sister too. You know, Junior Brother's studies are all taught by Fifth Senior Sister

, so, hehe."

"Ha, then you two aren't..." Ye Shen laughed.

"Yes, this time we can finally let the sheep roam free, hahaha. Since they left, life has been... hehehe,

quite the pastime."

Xu Dao chuckled mischievously. "You're back just in time. Master won't be back for another half month, and Master's wife will probably be gone for a while too,

hehe. Tonight we can go to the Six Arts Hall for a good drink. But, it's settled then, you,

the rich man, have to pay for the drinks."

Ye Shen shook his head with a wry smile.

"Ever since I received your letter, I've been talking to Xiao Qi and Senior Sister Chu Xiu. Tonight we'll treat you to a welcome-back feast, but

the drinks will have to be paid for by you, hahaha."

As Xu Dao laughed wildly, Ye Shen kicked him off his horse, laughing and cursing as he spurred his horse and galloped away.

Six Arts Hall.

As night deepened, the patrons of the Six Arts Hall, known as the best restaurant in Yangzhou, began to disperse, burping and swaying.

Ye Shen and Xu Dao, supporting each other, staggered out of the shop. Behind them, Senior Sister Chu Xiu

, one hand twisting Luo Chun's ear and the other supporting him, followed, muttering curses under her breath.

"You little brat, you can't hold your liquor and you still drank so much! You'll drink yourself to death! I'll deal with you when we get back!"

Hearing his senior sister's low curses, Ye Shen glanced to the side, about to speak, when a familiar

figure flashed past in his peripheral vision, disappearing into the alleyway.

"Huh?"

Ye Shen murmured, a thought striking him. He shook Xu Dao, "Did you see someone go by?"

"Hmm? Yes, isn't that him?" Xu Dao pointed to the pedestrians on the road, grinning.

"Senior Sister, you go ahead. I saw a friend from the martial world, I'll go say hello."

Ye Shen pushed Xu Dao aside and greeted his senior sister. "You two go to the river ahead and have some tea to sober up, I'll be there

in a moment ." With that, he chased after her towards the alleyway entrance.

Although the figure flashed by, Ye Shen was confident that even with a slight intoxication, he wouldn't mistake

her. Who else could it be but his master's wife?

Why would she be here alone at this hour? Hadn't she gone back to her family home in Huaiyin?

Ye Shen's mind raced, but the alley was deserted, with only

sounds emanating from the houses along its sides. He hesitated for a moment, then walked along the alley for a while. He heard a door wide open behind him, and

amidst laughter and the frivolous laughter of several elegantly dressed men and women emerged. Ye Shen glanced back, then

lowered his head and continued walking, his mind a jumble of confusion.

Ye Shen stopped hesitantly. The merchants who had just emerged, reeking of alcohol and perfume,

walked , their smug laughter still echoing in his ears.

This was clearly a brothel, and that familiar, faint scent had vanished before the door had just

closed .

Could it be that I had mistaken her for someone else? The plain white linen robe, the fleeting glimpse of the white shark scabbard… …

and that faint, faint scent, like a wisp of jasmine…

Ye Shen shook his head slightly, as if trying to brush away the moon-white cheek in the corner of his eye, but those fleeting

lips , the brush of hair against his ear, lingered in his mind.

Well, perhaps… …After all

, his master's wife is from the Emei Sect, her cultivation is no less than his master's, so she probably wouldn't… …

Perhaps his master's wife just returned and has something to do here. What

if my appearance causes any problems…

Hmm, I'll go back and see if my junior brother is there first.

His mind was in turmoil. After much deliberation, Ye Shen decided to return to his sect first before making a decision. Having made up his mind, Ye

Shen took a deep look at the house and then left the alley towards the river.

"Senior Brother Ye, you're back."

Just as he reached the door, his junior brother Chu Fei came out to greet him.

Several doormen nimbly stepped forward to help Xu Dao and Luo Chun. Chu Xiu said happily, "Little brother, Mother's back too? I

'll go see her first."

Ye Shen blushed, thinking to himself: It seems I've mistaken you for someone else.

Chu Fei greeted his sister with a grin as he walked over, "Haha, I've caught you! Let's see

how you explain this to my mother. Sister, Mother went to the city to take care of some things and will be back soon. We'll see how she punishes you later."

Ye Shen's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Why aren't you with Master's wife? Master's wife went to the city? What could she be

doing so late?" As he spoke, a thought struck him, and he added, "A disciple should do his duty when needed. Why don't you go and run errands for Master's wife

?" He secretly blamed himself, thinking: How could I be so impulsive? I almost said the wrong thing.

In the darkness, Chu Fei couldn't see Ye Shen's expression clearly. He replied indifferently, "Yes, that's what I said too

, but Mother said she'd go by herself and told me to wait for you at home."

"Come on, come on, let's go inside and talk." He said, pulling Ye Shen towards the side courtyard.

In the darkness, Ye Shen followed Chu Fei, unaware of the cold smile that flashed across Luo Chun's swaying lips.

Several disciples helped Xu Dao and Luo Chun to rest, while Chu Fei followed Ye Shen to his room to demand the gifts Ye Shen

had brought back .

"Master's wife, you're back."

"Yes, have your Uncle Xu and Uncle Ye returned?"

Ye Shen and Chu Fei were chatting about their experiences in the martial world when they heard the sound outside the door and hurriedly came out to greet them.

Seeing his master's wife enter the main hall, Ye Shen quickly stepped forward, knelt down, and bowed, "Master's wife."

"Hmm, get up," his master's wife said in a faint voice, revealing a hint of fatigue.

Ye Shen got up and glanced at her, only then noticing that his master's wife's face was pale and weak.

"Master's wife, when I returned, my mother asked me to bring you a small gift, but it's late today.

I'll fetch it tomorrow and present it to you. Is that alright, Master's wife?"

"Your mother is so kind. It's good that you're back. It's late, you should go and rest. We can talk tomorrow.

"

"Mother, why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Xiu, who came out to greet him, wore a cloak. The lamplight in the hall revealed her slender figure

.

"Nothing," Master's wife said lazily.

For some reason, a hint of ambiguity wafted through the dim night.

Ye Shen felt a strange, inexplicable sensation, along with a touch of romantic longing. There seemed to be a faint,

almost imperceptible fragrance.

Ye Shen returned to his room. Though his mind was in turmoil, the alcohol made him feel exhausted. His head

hit the pillow, and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Who are you?"

Ye Shen sneered, his sword flashing out in a backhand motion. The once nimble Qianfeng sword felt heavy and clumsy, the strike

dragging on on. Midway through, the opponent unleashed a flash of cold light, piercing Ye Shen's body. Ye Shen cried out and

sat bolt upright. He looked around in panic; outside the window, a faint light was

already breaking the silence. Ye Shen had lost count of how many times he'd had this nightmare. Each time, he was pierced through the heart by the opponent's sword, waking up

in a cold sweat. Every time he recalled it,

Ye Shen

felt Fortunately, judging from the person's reaction, they seemed to be an inexperienced novice. Although

they were fast in their pursuit, always managing to intercept him before he could, they couldn't quite pinpoint his elusive path. He remembered how he had deliberately alerted the patrol...

After the deaths and arrests, the man looked bewildered, a slight smugness creeping onto his lips.

However, to this day, the organization has no information about him.

After the failed operation that day, Ye Shen quickly left. Once he confirmed he was out of danger, he contacted the organization

, promptly reporting the events of that night and requesting information about the man as soon as possible. The organization

weighed the information he provided and decided to terminate the mission.

It would .

Therefore, Ye Shen returned to his sect, which he used to conceal his identity.

The Yangzhou Sword Sect, seemingly unknown in the martial world, was actually a branch of the famous Huashan Sword Sect.

The Huashan Sword Sect was internally divided into the Qi Sect, the Heart Sect, and the Sword Sect. Although they were from the same sect, they had disagreements on the direction of swordsmanship

.

The great hero Linghu Chong founded the Sword Sect after the war with the Demonic Sect and strictly forbade his disciples to

travel . In his prime, the chivalrous Linghu Chong was renowned throughout the land for his mastery of the Dugu Nine Swords. However, he knew that without extraordinary encounters,

his swordsmanship alone would not have been sufficient. Unfortunately, while he had gained unparalleled internal energy through these fortuitous events, he was unable to

create his own unique cultivation method. He left his disciples the Huashan Sect's Purple Cloud Manual.

Therefore, Linghu Chong repeatedly admonished his disciples that while the Dugu Nine Swords were unparalleled, mastery required exceptional talent

. Moreover, new talents emerge in every generation, and the younger generation surpasses the older; how could they not create

even more exquisite techniques?

His disciples strictly adhered to Linghu Chong's orders, and successive generations of disciples still regarded the Huashan Sect as their sect. Although they rarely interacted, each successive leader of

the Sword still had to visit Huashan to pay homage to their ancestral master.

The Nine Swords of Dugu are profound and difficult to understand. Very few disciples throughout history have even managed to comprehend just three of the sword 　　techniques. Therefore, disciples

primarily practice the ordinary Huashan swordplay. Only a very few disciples with exceptional talent receive the sect leader's oral instructions before going to the back of Huashan

Mountain for secluded self-cultivation. If they fail to comprehend it, they are forbidden from ever emerging from seclusion. By the time of Ye Shen, the Sword Sect had passed through eighteen generations. 　　Ye Shen entered the sect with prior martial arts skills, but this was due to a different opportunity. The Ye family was a powerful clan in Sichuan for centuries, with extensive connections to various sects in the region. Many Ye family members also studied martial arts at these sects, primarily for physical fitness. To avoid suspicion of stealing techniques, Ye family members mainly studied under the Emei sect. The day Ye Shen became a disciple coincided with the Emei Sect's once-every-ten-year sect-worshiping ceremony. Yang Bao'er, the wife of the Sword Sect's leader, was also an Emei disciple and, along with her husband Chu Yuntian, attended the ceremony. While climbing the mountain they encountered Ye Shen. Chu Yuntian, impressed by Ye Shen's exceptional speech and talent, decided to take him as a disciple. Seeing her husband's interest, Yang Bao'er naturally helped facilitate the process. Ye Shen was greatly intrigued. The Sword Sect rarely accepted disciples; despite being a century-old sect, it had very few followers. Those few who did were renowned throughout the martial world. The profound depth of the Dugu Nine Swords was enough to make one a top-tier master, even if one only mastered one style. 　　Ye Shen wasn't a direct descendant of the Ye family and therefore couldn't inherit the family business. However, Ye Shen was intelligent and studious from a young age and cultivated as a hidden force within the family. Based on their specialties—whether as martial artists, assassins, politicians, or scholars—they would spread their influence, secretly protecting the family's interests. 　　After a period of comprehensive training, Ye Shen displayed astonishing potential in stealth assassination. Although his swordsmanship was never the best, he repeatedly defeated opponents . Appointed as the best in the Ye family by the elders, and wanting to reach even greater heights, when Ye Shen reported his desire to join the Sword Sect, the elders unhesitatingly expressed their support and sent a family envoy to communicate with Emei, clearing any potential obstacles for Ye Shen. 　　Less than three years after joining the Sword Sect, Ye Shen gained the qualification to roam the martial world, becoming the top disciple of his generation. His cultivation level far surpassed that of his senior brothers. 　　Coupled with Ye Shen's special status, his combat experience was unmatched among his fellow disciples. If he were to use any means necessary, even 　　Even so, nearly eight years after joining the sect, Ye Shen had not yet received the Nine Swords Secret Technique from his master. During his recent trip home to visit family and gain experience, his master had hinted that upon his return, he would test his cultivation level before deciding whether to impart the secret technique. 　　Thinking of this, Ye Shen wondered: I wonder if I can be a match for that person after I have mastered the Nine Swords? 　　Just as he was thinking, he heard his sixth junior brother, Xu Dao, call out from outside the door: "Senior Brother Ye, get up. Master sent someone to deliver a message. Go to the main hall quickly. Master's wife has something to tell you." 　　Ye Shen hurriedly got up. When he arrived at the main hall, all the disciples were already standing in their respective positions, and Master's wife was sitting comfortably in the middle, talking to Xu Dao. 　　Upon seeing Ye Shen, his master's wife gestured for him to stand at attention, then said, "Your master sent a letter instructing Xu Dao and Luo Chun to take a few disciples to Mount Hua. Go there and wait. Ye Shen and I will go to Jinling to meet your master. Your second senior brother, Fang Buzhi, will return to take charge in a few days. Chu Xiu and Chu Fei must be careful until your second senior brother returns. Hmph, if they act like they did last night, they'll be punished according to the sect rules. Because of the suddenness of the matter, the matter concerning Ye Shen, Xiao Liu , and you will be temporarily put aside until your master returns." 　　After saying this, she also instructed Xu Dao to be careful in everything and not to rely on his skills to fight on the road, etc. Then she gestured for them to disperse. Ye Shen stepped forward and asked, "Master's wife, shall we leave now?" 　　"Yes, go and pack your things first. Don't take too much. We need to meet your master as soon as possible. " After saying this, a hint of worry appeared between her slightly furrowed brows. 　　Ye Shen felt uneasy but dared not ask further. He bid farewell to his junior brothers, hurriedly packed his luggage, arranged his horses, and waited at the door. 　　After a short while, his master's wife came out in a sword-sleeved warrior's outfit, and Chu Xiu brought out his master's wife's Zhan Yun sword and a bag. Ye Shen quickly took them and placed them on his master's wife's horse, then led his own horse and waited to the side. 　　"Be careful in everything, and don't act recklessly. When your second senior brother returns, listen to him in everything, understand?" 　　"Yes, Mother, you be careful on the road too. Senior Brother Ye, thank you for your hard work on the journey." 　　"Don't worry, Junior Sister, I will be careful. Junior Sister must keep an eye on Junior Brother and not let him act recklessly." Ye Shen smiled . 　　"Let's go." His master's wife, preoccupied, leaped onto her horse, waved, and galloped away. Ye Shen followed closely behind , waving and saying, "Take care, Junior Sister, we're off." 　　They changed horses by boat, stopped briefly in Zhenjiang for a meal, and his master's wife didn't say much, only instructing them to hurry. Ye Shen was filled with suspicion and knew that something was amiss, but seeing his master's wife's appearance, he dared not ask. He simply spurred his horse and followed closely, galloping all the way to Jinling . Originally, they could arrive in a day or two, and the two of them spared no effort. By dusk, Jinling was already in sight.

The two dismounted and entered the city. Only then did the master's wife say, "I wonder what happened. Your master is acting so mysteriously.

"

Ye Shen smiled and said, "Master's wife, don't worry. My master's cultivation is unparalleled. What could possibly be wrong?

Besides, if something were wrong, why would he let my second senior brother leave?"

"Hmm, even so, I still feel uneasy. Ye Shen, I... I just can't shake this feeling."

After thinking for a moment, he said, "We'll find out when we meet. Let's hurry."

Ouyang was a powerful figure in the martial arts world, originally a notorious bandit. He was later subdued by a high-ranking monk from Shaolin and became a disciple.

Originally skilled in external martial arts, he was further taught the Mad Demon Staff Technique at Shaolin, and his cultivation was said to rival that

of the head of the Shaolin Arhat Hall.

The Ouyang family was wealthy and powerful; a simple inquiry was enough to ascertain this. The two hurriedly arrived at the Ouyang residence, exchanged a glance, and froze

.

A pair of seals were crossed on the gate, and several constables stood in front, driving away any approaching passersby.

Seeing several constables peering at them, Ye Shen quickly pulled his dazed master's wife into a narrow

alley . Hearing footsteps approaching from behind, he panicked, looked around, and cried out, "Master's wife, master's wife, let

's hide for a bit. If those constables get involved, it might delay things."

Seeing his master's wife still looking disoriented, he felt a surge of anxiety, grabbed her waist, slung the bag of fruit

over his shoulder, picked up Zhan Yun, and ran a few steps. With a leap, he had already entered a large house. Looking at the artificial hills and clear water,

the winding corridors, he knew this was the family's back garden. A surge of joy filled him, and he tightened his embrace around her slender waist. He listened

intently for a moment; the sounds of cursing and swearing gradually faded into the distance.

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