Chapter 17: Assassination
“How is it?”
On the Final Great Wall, two men in deep red windbreakers stood atop the city wall, one fat and one thin, both gazing out at the distant forest.
The tall, thin man spoke coldly, “No news from the assassin, they probably haven’t succeeded yet.”
“Who did you hire?” The short, fat man looked displeased, “It’s taking this long to deal with a First-stage kid?”
“Tsk, Panda, don’t worry. To prevent any slip-ups, I paid a lot to get that bald guy. He’s a Second-stage, and he’s even assassinated Third-stage Spirit Masters before. Dealing with a mere brat this time is like using a butcher’s cleaver to kill a chicken.”
The tall, thin man’s gaze was sinister as he continued calmly, “Besides, the kid named Xia has a hard time surviving Qi Xiao, we might not even need to make a move.”
“I hope so!” Although Panda was a bit stout, the thick lenses he wore gave him an air of scholarly intellect. He pushed up his glasses, “You concealed your unauthorized actions from me this time. If the Master finds out about the assassination of Xia Feng, neither of us will be in a good position!”
He then cast a cold glance at the tall, thin man, “So, Yan Qishi, you’d better pray Xia Feng truly dies in the Evil Dragon Forest!”
Seeing Panda’s condescending gaze as if doubting him, Yan Xujia felt displeased and sneered, “Fatty Panda, you can rest a hundred percent assured, that kid named Xia will absolutely not walk out of the Evil Dragon Forest alive!”
While the two were talking, they were completely unaware of a Black-dressed Woman standing on a higher section of the wall behind them.
Mu Qingtong, in an elegant black dress, stood with her hands behind her back on the high wall, her face covered with a semi-transparent lace black veil. Her beautiful eyes narrowed as she looked down at the backs of the two men, “Judging by the half-moon emblem on their windbreakers, they’re from the Black Moon Holy See?”
Why would someone from the Holy See target Xia Feng? Mu Qingtong looked up towards the depths of the forest, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
A Second-stage assassin who could kill Third-stage Spirit Masters must have exceptionally rich combat experience. Even she would find it difficult to deal with.
However, it wasn’t impossible.
One method was to drag out the fight. As long as she concealed her presence and evaded in the forest for two days, she was confident she could counter-attack and kill the opponent.
As for Xia Feng…
“Mr. Xia, if you die like this… it can only mean you aren’t worthy of being my opponent.”
The Black-dressed Woman’s light golden beautiful eyes flickered. She stood on the wall, gazing at the blood moon on the horizon. The concentration of Calamity Force here made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
If Xia Feng could resolve the chase, it would likely take him at least two days, and the Evil Dragon Forest was only open for five days each year. Thinking of this, she no longer felt like lingering and turned to descend the city wall.
“I’ll come back to check in two days. Xia Feng, I hope you won’t disappoint me.”
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“This smell, it’s so familiar…”
Xia Feng looked at the Wisdom Fruit in his hand, feeling somewhat speechless and disappointed.
After returning from the black hole to the light Calamity Force area, he casually made his way back, sorting through his spoils.
The outer shell of the Wisdom Fruit was rough and a deep reddish color. After peeling it, the flesh inside was translucent white. From the outside, it looked no different from a lychee.
Upon eating it… it tasted exactly like a lychee.
Good heavens! The Wisdom Fruit in this world is a lychee?
However, after eating one, he did feel that he had become a bit more rational.
But at the same time, he clearly felt his ability to absorb Calamity Force begin to rapidly decline, even developing a sense of annoyance towards Calamity Force.
“Hiss—” Xia Feng’s eyes widened, and he subconsciously slammed the bag full of Wisdom Fruits onto the ground. “Damn it, it’s a poisonous fruit!”
According to his textbooks, Wisdom Fruits had the effect of clearing and resisting Calamity Force Erosion. Clearly, this was his natural enemy!
To him, it was like the poisoned apple given to the Queen.
But after walking only a few steps, he paused, contemplated for a moment, and then turned back to pick up the bag from the ground, blowing off the dust.
Although it was a very vicious fruit, the market price of one Wisdom Fruit was now 10,000 Imperial Coins. There were still twelve left in the bag, which amounted to a huge sum of 120,000!
Previously, he had spent all his savings to gather the materials for activating the Calamity Demon Heart, leaving him penniless.
Especially since he hadn’t paid this month’s rent yet. Now, with such a large sum, it would solve his immediate problem.
Xia Feng shook the fruit bag and grinned, “Since it’s useless to me, I’ll use it to make a fortune!”
After putting the bag away, he took out the Life Fruit. Although it was called a Life Fruit, it didn’t have the heaven-defying power to bring the dead back to life.
However, consuming it could prolong one’s life, and this prolongation wasn’t just a vague concept, but a tangible increase of lifespan ranging from 1 day to 1 year.
The market price for this item started at 100,000, meaning only the wealthy could afford to eat it.
Because of this, there were countless powerful individuals in this world who lived to be over a hundred years old.
Of course, Life Fruits were useless to him. After all, he relied on the Calamity Demon Heart to sustain his life processes. The more active the Calamity Demon Heart, the longer his lifespan would be.
[Remaining Vitality: 7 days 4 hours 39 minutes]
!
Looking at this, he had about a week left to gather the summoning materials for the ‘Gate to the World.’
“Huh?!” As he was contemplating, Xia Feng’s steps faltered, his body hairs standing on end, and a layer of golden light appeared on him. He swiped his long tail behind his tailbone to block a sneak attack. *Boom*—
He used the force of the impact to leap forward onto a treetop and looked down.
The bald man, wearing a mink coat, retreated two steps and recovered from his shock. “Damn it, he actually has One-Tail? What a huge intelligence error. Is that Black-robed person eating shit?!”
Muttering curses, the man twirled the delicate knife in his hand and looked up, grinning.
“But kid, although it’s a bit unexpected, I do like talented individuals like you who hide their strength. Do you want to know why?”
As he spoke, he licked the delicate knife in his hand with his tongue as if savoring it, his grin widening. “Because, it’s more satisfying to kill like this!”
Xia Feng: “…”
Xia Feng’s gaze fell on the bald man’s knife. So there really are people who lick their knives? Hmm, at least he could deduce one piece of combat information: the knife isn’t poisoned…
No, wait, now is not the time to be thinking about this. He looked at the strong man, a hint of confusion in his eyes, “Who sent you? I don’t think I’ve offended anyone recently, have I?”
The bald man smiled, “Who sent me? Of course it’s— *Swish*!!”
Just as Xia Feng’s pupils slightly widened, wanting to hear who it was, the man stomped his foot and charged towards Xia Feng like a meteor, his eyes filled with excited killing intent.
Damn it, he’s a sneaky one! Xia Feng hastily swung his saber, unleashing Three Overlapping Waves, using offense as defense.
*Clang*— But in the next moment, the strong man’s figure, which had leaped into the air, vanished.
“Idiot, I’m behind you.” The man’s low laugh came from behind him, and at the same time, a palm strike carrying terrifying Spirit Pressure came at him. Xia Feng’s dark eyes narrowed.
The One-Tail’s tail tip released a high-pressure impact point on the man’s palm. *Boom*!!!
Xia Feng’s face turned pale, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, his body soaring into the air. He quickly adjusted his posture, using the branches to borrow force, and fled into the distance. Tactical retreat!
“Trying to run! Do you think you can escape!” The bald man sneered, his figure streaking across the treetops like a meteor, moving extremely fast.
