"Assassinate a Nether God Race member?"
Xin Ci's footsteps halted abruptly, a flicker of shock and confusion crossing his eyes.
The mission Luo Ning Shuang accepted was to assassinate a Nether God Race member!
Nether God Race members were not as easy to deal with as Nether God demons. Xin Ci had learned this firsthand from the previous encounters with the Wet Ghosts and Blood Ghosts.
Mu Qing Qing, within the consciousness space, also fell into deep thought upon hearing this.
Since she left Ming Guang City, she hadn't encountered any attacks from the Nether God Race.
However, the Nether God Race was definitely not easy to handle.
After all, in the original plot, the Nether God Race was the final boss.
But what puzzled Mu Qing Qing the most was this person named Xuan Qi.
Xuan Qi's appearance had disrupted the original plot's development, and Mu Qing Qing was still unaware of this person's true intentions.
Massacring cities, betraying humanity, colluding with the Nether God Race, and even slaughtering over a hundred Immortal Golden Dragons in the Beast God Valley!
Every action Xuan Qi took exuded strangeness.
Meanwhile, after Luo Ning Shuang left, the surrounding disciples became noisy, discussing her.
"Senior Sister Luo is still so unapproachable, so cold towards us, as if she doesn't even see us."
"It's said that Senior Sister Luo's entire family was massacred by the Nether God Race. After she came to the Slaughter Heart Holy Court, the Asura Hall suffered a severe incident, leaving her as the sole disciple."
"Tsk, does Senior Sister Luo have the physique of a solitary star of calamity? Why are the people around her always attacked by the Nether God Race!"
"In that case, it's better for us to stay away from her from now on, lest we suffer the same pitiful fate as the disciples of the Asura Hall."
Hearing these hushed conversations, Mu Qing Qing and Xin Ci understood why Luo Ning Shuang had taken on the mission to assassinate a Nether God Race member.
With her family and fellow disciples having been harmed by the Nether God Race, it was no wonder Luo Ning Shuang harbored such deep hatred towards them.
"Xin Ci, let's go too," Mu Qing Qing said.
Xin Ci nodded, and the two of them also left the mission hall.
It was time for them to carry out their assassination missions.
A month later
A small town at the foot of Mount Xiao Yao.
Xin Ci sat down in a small tavern, ordered a pot of wine, and drank quietly by himself.
At the same time, his gaze did not neglect to observe the surroundings.
Just then, three men swaggered into the establishment. The one in the lead wore brocade robes and a华服 (huá fú - luxurious clothing), holding his head high with arrogance, seemingly looking down on everyone else in the tavern.
Seeing this, the few patrons in the tavern dared not speak, lowering their heads and whispering amongst themselves.
"Even though this is the territory of the Xiao Yao Sect, these three Xiao Yao Sect disciples are too lawless."
"Yeah, now that they're here, they'll probably start causing trouble again."
"Every time these three disciples descend the mountain, many people in Tong Huang Town suffer. They eat, drink, gamble, and whore without paying, and openly abduct women from the town. This year alone, no less than twenty innocent and pitiable girls have been defiled and abused by the man in the middle."
"Because of him, countless women in Tong Huang Town have been unable to bear the humiliation and have jumped into the river or hanged themselves each year."
"Let's speak softly. After all, the man in the middle is Xin Fu Yuan. This guy is from the Xin family, one of the ancient aristocratic families. Even the Sect Master of the Xiao Yao Sect doesn't dare to do anything to him."
"Ancient aristocratic family! No wonder he dares to be so arrogant!"
...
Xin Ci also noticed the three disciples from the Xiao Yao Sect. The man in the middle was his assassination target.
It had been over a month since he accepted the mission from the mission hall.
During this period, his assassination missions were almost complete.
Now, only one You-grade and one Xiao-grade mission remained.
As long as he completed these two, Xin Ci would accumulate enough killer points, thirty thousand to be exact, which would be enough to exchange for the body refinement technique from the Slaughter Heart Holy Court.
The two Xiao Yao Sect disciples accompanying Xin Fu Yuan entered with loud shouts.
"Waiter, bring us all the good wine and food you have here! Hurry up, if you dare to slight Senior Brother Xin, you'll regret it!"
The tavern keeper heard this and his face turned pale. This was not the first time he had seen these three troublemakers.
He quickly told the waiter to serve them well, lest his tavern be smashed again.
"Yes, please wait a moment, sirs. We have specially prepared a private room for you on the second floor."
Even though the tavern waiter was terrified, he had to greet them with a fawning smile.
Upon hearing this, the arrogance of the three Xiao Yao Sect disciples intensified.
"Hmph! What are you still standing there for? Lead the way!"
"Yes, yes, yes, please follow me, sirs." kuAiδugg
The waiter nodded and bowed repeatedly, acting extremely subservient, afraid of angering these three.
After cursing at the waiter, the two Xiao Yao Sect disciples turned to look at Xin Fu Yuan with flattering smiles.
"Senior Brother Xin, the wine and delicacies in this tavern are quite good. Do you find them satisfactory?"
"Satisfactory? Satisfactory my foot! Get lost!"
Xin Fu Yuan suddenly kicked the Xiao Yao Sect disciple away, shattering several tables and chairs in the tavern.
This sudden turn of events surprised everyone.
The tavern keeper, terrified, had already hidden under the counter, his heart filled with dread.
"It's over, we'll lose money again today! These three plague gods are going to cause trouble again!"
Xin Fu Yuan's temper was unusually volatile.
He acted tyrannically in the vicinity, relying on the fact that he was from an ancient aristocratic family.
Years ago, Xin Fu Yuan had visited this tavern. The last time, the tavern keeper had been negligent towards him.
Not only was everything in the tavern smashed, but he himself was also injured by Xin Fu Yuan, and his life was almost lost. He lay in bed recovering for more than six months.
Now that this plague god had returned to his tavern, how could the keeper not be worried?
"Senior Brother Xin, please calm down. It's a small matter that you kicked me. It wouldn't be good if you angered yourself."
The Xiao Yao Sect disciple who was just kicked scrambled to his feet. Not only was he not angry, but he also scurried over to Xin Fu Yuan's side.
He displayed his sycophantic demeanor to the fullest.
The other Xiao Yao Sect disciple did not dare to say anything and could only try his best to please this Senior Brother Xin.
"A tavern this crude is worthy of my satisfaction?"
Xin Fu Yuan's disdainful gaze swept over the surrounding patrons, and he continued to curse.
"I knew the Xiao Yao Sect was merely a second-rate sect. I wouldn't have come to this broken place if I had known."
He was, after all, a direct descendant of the Xin family. Although his talent wasn't outstanding among the direct descendants,
He was a noble citizen born into an ancient aristocratic family and believed that only the Five Great Holy Lands were worthy of him.
However, his family had recommended him to this second-rate sect called Xiao Yao Sect.
This made Xin Fu Yuan always disdain the Xiao Yao Sect, and even his attitude towards the Sect Master was not good.
The entire Xiao Yao Sect dared not provoke him, as the Xin family's vast background was not something they could afford to offend.
Mu Qing Qing, in the consciousness space, saw Xin Fu Yuan making a scene in the tavern and transmitted to Xin Ci: "Although Xin Fu Yuan's strength is not great, he is still a direct descendant of the Xin family. He is protected by at least one Saint Emperor expert in the dark. We need to find a good opportunity to assassinate Xin Fu Yuan."