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When Jun Mo Xie returned to the base, he saw Chu Qi Hun sitting in the tent angrily, talking to Mei Xue Yan, Solitary Falcon, and others.
Jun Mo Xie joined them, grinning.
Oh? Isn’t this the powerful Venerable Assassin! I heard that you successfully killed the Venerable of Life and Death, Wei Kong Qun, to raise from the title of
King of Assassins
to
Venerable Assassin
! Congratulations! This is a big matter for the assassin world; it’s almost unheard of to assassinate a Venerable expert completely unscathed! Your reputation is bound to spread far and wide!
Chu Qi Hun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at Jun Mo Xie’s praise, and scrunching his face, he spat,
Those fools from Three Holy Lands really drove me to my grave! Calling them pigs would be an insult to the animal!
Now will you finally stop blaming me? Do you understand how you became a scapegoat now?
Jun Mo Xie said mockingly.
I get it… I was so angry listening to them make me the scapegoat that I almost fell off the roof! Son of a btch! To think that such an absurd thing can happen to me! I really am unlucky!
Chu Qi Hun’s face was black.
Mei Xue Yan and the rest were puzzled and asked for an explanation. With Chu Qi Hun’s skills, how could he kill a Venerable level expert? But Venerable of Life and Death really died! Everyone was curious at such a shocking turn of events.
Thus Jun Mo Xie began to share about the whole incident in a moving and dramatical manner, perfectly mimicking the manner Wei Kong Qun and the rest spoke, even adding some extra lines to spice things up.
Hahahaha!!
Everyone roared with laughter to the point they couldn’t breathe. Solitary Falcon even cried from laughing so much. Clutching his stomach, he said,
Chu Qi Hun is truly unlucky, aside the fact that he had no chance with any good things happening, to even have to become the sole scapegoat for everything! This is too…
Chu Qi Hun raised his head to the heavens and made an expression as if he wished to cry but had no tears. Everyone laughed even harder, and Solitary Falcon could not stand up from laughing too hard and remained on the floor.
Jun Mo Xie joined in the laughter for a while before taking out some brushes and paper. Whoosh whoosh whoosh
—the brush flew over the paper, and when it was done, Jun Mo Xie quickly kept it and said,
I’ll be heading out for a while. Also, gather at Blizzard Silver City and Sword Peak before nine in the morning and prepare to beat the drowning dogs!
Alright! Where are you going?
Jun Wu Yi asked.
I’m going to issue a letter of challenge.
Jun Mo Xie replied quickly.
Wait, let me take a look at it first.
Jun Wu Yi commanded. As the commander, how could he not take a look at the letter of challenge? General Wu was frustrated by Jun Mo Xie’s misbehaviour.
Jun Mo Xie blinked. With no choice, he unwillingly took the letter out and handed it over.
Dawn? You set it at dawn, but why did you ask us to go before nine?
Jun Wu Yi frowned.
Err… The weather here is go pleasant, the air is also fresh, so being the kind-hearted soul I am, I’m letting those people cool off first.
Jun Mo Xie replied mischievously.
Jun Wu Yi was furious.
What sort of nonsense is this! Military battles; how can you fool around like this! If this was the real army, do you know that it’s a death offense to alter the general’s orders!
Come on, Third Uncle, this isn’t a real military battle… alright, alright, but listen to me this time. If we were to go early there will be severe consequences!
Jun Mo Xie added secretively.
The Sword Peak is going to collapse…
Everyone was shocked!
Dongfang Wen Qing stood up and asked,
The sword peak is going to collapse? For real?
Absolutely true. It is really real!
Jun Mo Xie assured seriously.
Chu Qi Hun and Mei Xue Yan looked at each other and couldn’t help recall that landslide in that valley back then… Could it be…
Everyone was frozen in shock. Whoosh
, Jun Mo Xie quickly retrieved the letter of challenge and disappeared, leaving only a sentence behind.
I’ll be waiting for you guys on the mountain tomorrow morning! Please don’t come too early!
After a while, Jun Wu Yi chided,
This slippery fellow… but that letter of challenge… is too infuriating… who writes a letter of challenge like that… That’s too tactless…
Everyone was speechless.
Chu Qi Hun was thinking of another matter. This sword peak… is bigger than the other two mountains… so much bigger… Who knows if those Venerable experts would be crushed to death if a mountain of that size collapsed.
…
It was afternoon at the moment.
Blizzard Silver City was shrouded in a tense and heavy atmosphere.
Mo Xiao Yao and Jia Qing Yun sat in the hall, a heavy look on their faces.
In the center of the hall were two ice coffins. The bodies of two Venerables laid quietly inside.
Surrounding it were the remaining five hundred experts of three Holy Lands.
This time, the Three Holy Lands had deployed a third of their forces, a powerful line-up that was unheard of.
Put into perspective, aside of the Venerables, this lineup was easily all the forces from any single family in the three Holy Lands.
Qing Yun, perhaps we made the wrong decision to come here.
Mo Xiao Yao spoke slowly, staring at Mo Xiao Yao’s coffin, desolation evident in his voice.
Why would Brother Mo make such an auspicious statement right before a big battle?
Jia Qing Yun asked, puzzled.
Not only now, but before we had even set off, I’ve felt an ill foreboding feeling, as if something major is going to happen!
Sighing, Mo Xiao Yao continued.
Just as expected, we have already lost four Venerables. Heartless Venerable Du Jue is also heavily injured and bedridden. All these happenings only confirm my premonition!
Right now, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and my thoughts are getting more and more conflicted…
Mo Xiao Yao let out another loud sigh.
Could it be that something is going to happen again?
Jia Qing Yun couldn’t help but shiver, and laughing dryly, he said,
Perhaps Brother Mo is overthinking too much. I’m sure we are all distraught by Brother Wei’s passing; not only Brother Mo, even I feel afraid. Four hundred years of bitter cultivation… ruined in a moment… The impermanence of life is truly common…
Mo Xiao Yao remained silent for a long time, before letting out a long sigh.
This is the way of the pugilistic world… Once you set on this path, you either die at the hands of another or at the mercy of the heavens. Since ancient times, how many people have been spared? How many people were able to live till the end of their time? Even if it’s a Venerable, how many people are there? This logic, I’ve understood since hundreds of years ago, but bringing this up again today… why do we bother…
Mo Xiao Yao’s speech had evoked some unexplainable emotions in Jia Qing Yun. He also sighed unwillingly,
After we eradicate Jun Mo Xie and Venerable Mei and get revenge for Wei Kong Qun, I’ll return to Holy Land and live in seclusion. Until the War for Seizing the Heavens comes by and I toss this body at the Heavenly Pillar, that will be it.
War for Seizing the Heavens…. Heavenly Pillar….
Mo Xiao Yao’s face was overwhelmed with emotions.
Suddenly, I feel like making such a statement is such a faraway dream… so far out of reach! Eradicating Jun Mo Xie and Venerable Mei alone already is so difficult, with such high risk of danger, and even getting revenge for Wei Kong Qun… is easier said than done!
You and I both saw the way that King of Assassins assassinated. Honestly speaking, had that sword headed toward me, I’d have ended up like Wei Kong Qun!
A glimpse of fear appeared on Mo Xiao Yao’s face.
I have absolutely no confidence in avoiding that attack!
That sword is really forceful.
Jia Qing Yun also had a fearful expression, clearly recalling that impressive sword.
It is not the sword that is forceful, but the person! Because you will never know where that sword is going to attack from! That is the most fearsome part! But when you realize, it’s all too late; you’ll end up like Wei Kong Qun.
Mo Xiao Yao shook his head,
We have gone through more than hundreds and thousands of battle in this lifetime, but against that sword, I had no idea how to counter it back then; even till now, I still cannot think of any methods! The only method of survival I can think of right now is the same as Wei Kong Qun had used!
But if I did that, how would I counter the sword i that follows?
Mo Xiao Yao shook his head, clearly troubled.
Also, who exactly is that person? When did such a shocking assassin appear in this world? The Three Holy Lands have eyes and ears all over the world; how could we be unaware! This matter is truly frightening! All in all, the pugilistic world is changing; it’s no longer the same pugilistic world we were used to.
Jia Qing Yun sighed and asked,
Brother Mo, could it be, that the generation that belonged to us is now over..?
Mo Xiao Yao was stunned, after a while, he mumbled in a daze,
Our generation is over?… Is it really over..
His voice was soft, as if he was questioning himself, but also questioning the Heavens.
At this moment, a clear voice called out,
Mo Xiao Yao, get your ass out here to take my letter of challenge!
The voice rang out clearly around the silent snowy peak.
Mo Xiao Yao raised his brows, but did not lose his temper but spoke quietly.
To think that it’s the King of Assassins from earlier. May I ask how I can help you?
He could recognise that the person speaking right now was the person in white who had killed Wei Kong Qun earlier.
Facing an enemy like this, even if Mo Xiao Yao had ten thousand guts, he would not dare to go out to meet him alone. If the person attacked again… Wei Kong Qun was the best example of what would follow!
Everyone in the three Holy Lands stood up instantly, and Mo Xiao Yao gave everyone a look. Jia Qing Yun, Xiao Tian Ya, Qu Wu Qing and Mo Xiao Yao got into a defensive formation, hatred and alert in their eyes, they slowly approached the person outside.
Suddenly, a white object came flying in with a whoosh
, and maniacal laughter could be heard from outside.
Hahaha!! I knew you all would not dare to come out, so I’ll just toss it in for you instead! Three Holy Lands.. Hahaha! It’s hilarious! Why not change it to three giant tortoise shells instead! A bunch of coward, to have the cheek to call yourselves three Holy Lands! Hahahah what a joke!
The laughter slowly faded and the person left in a flash.
The white object fluttered down and landed on the ground. It was a white piece of silk, with words written harshly on it.
