Chapter 2014: Chapter 2014 Assasinate
The Lin family, being a subordinate family under the control of the Ghost King’s counselor, naturally also received the information this time.
Lin Youxi thought that the preceptor going to such great lengths to deal with a mere martial practicioner, and also wanting to capture him alive, meant that Ye Liuyun must have something important that the preceptor needed. Perhaps it was something that could lead to the preceptor’s downfall.
So, under the pretext of responding to the counselor’s call, he arrived early.
Previously, he had been worried that he couldn’t fight both Feng Hongxue and Ye Liuyun by himself, so he had never revealed himself. Only when Feng Hongxue left did he believe his opportunity had come.
Ye Liuyun searched once more for his cultivation method and found it to be the same as the preceptor’s, with no difference.
After some thought, he decided to absorb Lin Youxi’s divine soul power, leaving no survivors, to avoid having to explain to Feng Hongxiu.
He threw Lin Youxi’s body to the beasts. The pair of wings on his back, however, were a rare eighth-grade treasure, useful for not only flying but also blocking attacks.
"This treasure comes in handy! With this, my speed can catch up to Feng Hongxiu!"
Ye Liuyun fitted the wings onto his body, testing over and over again.
At first, he was not very comfortable with the high speed. After getting used to it, he found that if he used the wings and Soaring boots together, catching up to Feng Hongxiu was no problem at all.
With this kind of treasure, Ye Liuyun was no longer in a hurry to leave. Instead, he turned around to chase Feng Hongxue. He believed that if he initiated an assault with the special golden eyes of his clone, the effect might be better than Feng Hongxue’s.
He planned to launch another surprise attack on the group of people under the preceptor after Feng Hongxiu had successfully infiltrated.
At this point, Feng Hongxue hadn’t yet encountered the counselor’s group. On the road, she directly killed any martial artists she came across at the seventh realm, to stop them from causing trouble for Ye Liuyun.
Feng Hongxiu made her way unhurriedly, resting from time to time. She was not moving very fast.
Soon, her Divine sens also detected the group of martial practitioners under the preceptor. In the center of the group was a large carriage pulled by two dragophants
The lavish chariot was fully enclosed, with an array formation to block the view from outside. This was probably where the National Master was located.
However, the strength and quantity of these martial practitioners gave her quite the shock.
Their group now consisted of five martial artists in the early stage of the eighth tier, more than twenty in the mid-to-late stage of the seventh tier, and over twenty in the early stages of the seventh tier. Both their strength and numbers had doubled from when they first departed.
This formation was clearly prepared to deal with the Blade Group by Ye Liu Yun’s side. Even with the Blade Group’s help, Ye Liu Yun couldn’t possibly withstand so many powerful martial artists.
Thankfully, there were no martial artists in the mid-eighth rank among them, so Feng Hong Xiu didn’t need to worry too much.
However, with so many martial practitioners in the early eighth tier, assassinating one of them would not make a significant difference.
Therefore, she changed her plan, preparing to assassinate the National Master directly when the opportunity arose.
The National Preceptor’s real name was Jyang Yuan and Feng Hongxiu knew his appearance. Due to his constant cultivation of divine soul power, his body was thin and seemed corpse-like, leading to his nickname the Ghost King National Preceptor. His physical defense was not strong.
Feng Hongxiu did not know that half of his divine soul had been consumed by Ye Liuyun. Even if she did, she could not be sure that there would not be any traps in Jyang Yuan’s ocean of consciousness. So, she absolutely would not dare to launch a divine soul attack directly at a divine soul expert.
But now, Jiang Yuan was in the chariot. Without a doubt, his chariot would have defensive capabilities.
Therefore, Feng Hongxiu could only hide far away. She used her divine sense to follow the chariot, waiting for the opportunity when Jyang Yuan revealed himself.
Fortuitously, she didn’t have to wait long. Jiang Yuan ventured out of the chariot to let the group rest, and then prepared to catch up with Ye Liu Yun in one breath.
"Mid-eighth rank! This old fellow’s rank has risen again!"
Feng Hongxiu confirmed that the thin and ghost-like figure was indeed Jyang Yuan, there was no mistaking it.
Feng Hong Xiu hesitated, concerned that Jiang Yuan undoubtedly had protective armors or similar treasures.
"I must try. Even if there is a defensive artifact, I need to probe its capabilities for the next assassination attempt. Otherwise, if he continues hiding in the chariot, there’ll be even less chance of killing him."
With this thought, Feng Hong-sleeve immediately rushed towards Jiang Yuan at full speed, striving to approach Jiang Yuan as much as possible before they discovered her.
At the same time, she took out a bone spike ten inches long and as thick as a finger from her storage space.
This bone spike emitted an ice-blue ghostly light, similar to an ice cone. It was sharpened from the fin bone of a ninth-level divine realm enormous whale, capable of easily piercing through eighth-level armor.
Feng Hongxiu only had three of these Death’s Whisper Spikes. With this kind of weapon, she was confident. As long as Jyang Yuan did not wear a ninth tier armor, she could pierce through with her full strength.
"Fourteen kilometers, nine kilometers, eight kilometers..." Feng Hong-sleeve was calculating her speed and distance internally.
Once she was close enough, if no unexpected events occurred, Jyang Yuan would essentially be doomed!
The speed of an eight-layer midway powerhouse was swift like a meteor, mostly traveling through empty space.
By the time several martial artists at Jiang Yuan’s side noticed the intense fluctuation in the void, Feng Hong-sleeve had already made her move.
Years of assassin training gave her confidence in her one-hit kill.
Feng Hongxiu’s speed was fast to begin with. By instilling the Death Whisper Spike with genuine energy then throwing it, the speed of the Death Whisper Spike was even faster. By the time Jyang Yuan noticed the Death Whisper Spike piercing out from the void, it had already arrived close.
Before he could react, the bone spike pierced through his eyebrow and emerged from the back of the head, plunging into the ground.
At this point, Feng Hong-sleeve had also hurried close, and with a wave of her hand, the bone spike was retracted.
She has refined this bone spike and was reluctant to part with it. The slight delay allowed other martial artists to catch up quickly.
With a raise of her hand, the bone spike flew out again, directly piercing through two martial artists who blocked her way.
The bone spur was piercingly sharp. When it shot through any object, there was not a trace of sound, and it didn’t even stain a drop of blood.
Feng Hongxiu resummoned the Death Whisper Spike. Thinking that Jyang Yuan was now dead, the remaining people should not desperately chase after her.
Many of these martial practitioners were either being controlled themselves or their families were controlled by Jyang Yuan. They did not necessarily follow Jyang Yuan willingly.
As soon as Jiang Yuan died, their Divine sould contracts would disappear and there should be many who would no longer go all out for him.
However, her delay allowed more martial artists to surround her. And those few at the Eighth Layer realm were not slow in their reaction, they immediately launched attacks on her.
Feng Hongxiu was not afraid of their attacks. The gap between the middle and early stages of the eighth tier realm was even bigger.
However, if she was surrounded and subjected to a barrage of attacks, she could not hold out.
So she immediately reminded those martial practitioners, "Jyang Yuan is already dead. Why are you still risking your lives?"
Yet those surrounding her remained indifferent.
At this moment, the curtain of the carriage door was suddenly opened, and a desiccated ghastly face glanced at Feng Hongxiu.
"So it’s an assassin from the Red Luan Pavilion! Truly living up to your reputation, you managed to destroy one of my clones with a single attack."
The National Perceptor, Jyang Yuan, was still sitting in the chariot!
