The greater the storm, the more valuable the fish.

Conversely, to catch the most precious fish, one also needs to stir up a massive tempest.

Bai Wuxin had once created such restlessness throughout Phoenix City with his own power, keeping officials both in office and retired on edge, terrified that the unknown assassin would suddenly target them.

The Blood-Handed Man Slaughter, after all, never left any survivors.

After all the members of the Ghost Assassination Group had left, Bai Wuxin approached Tang Fei and spoke up, "You had me watch over the Wuyou Palace, and now we have a lead."

"Hmm?" Tang Fei looked at Bai Wuxin with a grin, gazing at his handsome face until he didn't wish to look any longer.

How could he look like this?

Fortunately, he wasn't interested in women, and neither was he into men...

"We have spotted that person," Bai Wuxin said. "Fearing we might scare him off, we have yet to make a move."

"Then let's go have a look," Tang Fei nodded.

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Tianmu Lake. Nokamo Wataguchi.

Named for its resemblance to a human eye due to its narrow ends and round center, Tianmu Lake was home to a kind of all-white wild duck that thrived among its lush aquatic plants, hence the place was known as 'Nokamo Wataguchi.'

The lake was filled with water lotuses, and during the autumn and summer, the lake was adorned with blossoms in full bloom, perfectly reflecting the scene described by the great poet Yang Wanli: "Endless green lotus leaves reach up to the sky, while the red lotus flowers in the sunlight glow differently."

On a small slope intercepted at Nokamo Wataguchi, surrounded by water on all sides and enveloped by red lotuses and green leaves, one had to punt a boat to get there, also called Lotus Pond.

A row of antique buildings stood alongside the water—pavilions, terraces, towers, rockeries, and pavilions—everything one could ask for.

In the hot spring pool, steam was swirling up.

A man with long, loose hair and stunning features was soaking in the bath, his bare upper body not bulky but rather impressively robust, without an ounce of extra flesh.

Brows like crescent moons, lips like flower petals.

That face was even more delicate than the blooming lotus flowers beside him.

The man was resting with his eyes closed, thinking there was nothing more blissful than getting a good sleep in such a place.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

After listening carefully, he spoke out in a cold voice, "Since you've come to my doorstep, why not come out and meet me?"

"Broken Sword Style, Xie Pianxian, you truly live up to your reputation."

Tang Fei rudely vaulted over the wall and entered, closely followed by Bai Wuxin, who behaved just as ungraciously.

Xie Pianxian looked at Tang Fei and Bai Wuxin in front of him with a haughty expression and said, "Have you come to capture me or kill me?"

"It depends on your attitude," Tang Fei squinted his eyes, sizing up Xie Pianxian, thinking that in terms of appearance, it was a close call between him and Bai Wuxin.

Their faces were just too perfect, devoid of any imperfections.

However, in Tang Fei's opinion, Bai Wuxin had the edge.

Bai Wuxin had an air of aloofness, while Xie Pianxian was too delicate.

Effeminate...

Of course, this could be related to the cultivation technique he practiced from a young age.

After all, in the eyes of men, those with a masculine aura were indeed more manly.

And Xie Pianxian would only be a delicacy for a certain special group.

"If your attitude is good, we're here to catch you. If it's bad, we're here to kill you."

Tang Fei made no attempt to disguise the purpose of his visit.

After all, he hadn't traveled a thousand miles to pick lotuses and collect their seeds.

"In that case..."

With a flick of Xie Pianxian's right hand, countless water droplets turned into a sky of sword rain.

"Water Technique" of a thousand arrows through the heart!

Tang Fei and Bai Wuxin dodged the water arrows with a flash.

Of course, Xie Pianxian knew that such a move was unlikely to injure anyone. His body suddenly leaped into the air, dragging a two-meter-long greatsword in his hand.

Yes, a greatsword made of water.

The water did not turn to ice but still undulated in his hand.

Yet, these ripples consistently maintained the shape of the longsword, filled with a terrifying sword intent.

He charged towards Tang Fei.

To catch the bandit, catch the king first.

In his view, Tang Fei was the leader of the two.

A slash was executed.

Crack!

The flowers and plants in the courtyard were all snapped, and even the sturdy stone wall that came into contact with the Sword Energy was sheared off a large section.

But because the cut was so fine, the broken branches and wall top still stood upright as if nothing had happened.

They didn't even know they had been severed, soon to be devoid of life.

However, Tang Fei's figure had disappeared.

'There it comes.'

Xie Pianxian thought bitterly in his heart.

In their last encounter at Crab Valley, Tang Fei faced his "Water Technique" with its pervasive and unstoppable attacks yet displayed that incredibly exquisite movement technique, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, without leaving a trace.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not even touch the hem of Tang Fei's garment.

At the critical moment, Tang Fei even found an opportunity to counterattack, nearly killing him.

Although Xie Pianxian managed to escape with the advantage of the terrain, he had been reflecting ever since he returned:

How did he do it?

The essence of the "Water Technique" is to win with movement technique. Without a movement technique as flexible and changeable as water, how could one grasp the true essence of the "Water Technique"?

But how could Tang Fei's movements be even more enchanting than theirs?

What had he gone through?

Tang Fei's body appeared once again before Xie Pianxian, smiling and saying, "Compared to last time, you've made some progress..."

Then he sighed softly, "But not much."

"..."

Xie Pianxian was furious.

How much time had passed since their last meeting?

He had already reached the peak of excellence and could be said to have one foot in the Grandmaster Realm.

At this stage, it all came down to opportunity and insight...

You say progress is made just like that?

You say promotion happens just like that?

Tang Fei turned to Bai Wuxin, who was eager to move at his side, and asked, "Your turn or mine?"

"I'll go," Bai Wuxin said.

His "Broken Sword Style" was extremely firm and masculine, while Xie Pianxian's "Water Technique" was extremely flexible and feminine.

Therefore, Bai Wuxin wanted to test whether the "Water Technique" could overcome strength or whether the "Broken Sword Style" could easily defeat it.

"Alright." Tang Fei nodded, yielding Xie Pianxian to Bai Wuxin.

Xie Pianxian was even angrier.

He regarded Tang Fei as his target for assassination and his main enemy, but the latter simply did not take him seriously and handed him over for someone else at the drop of a hat.

For a top-level expert like Xie Pianxian, it was an insult.

And all the more since he was an assassin...

Bai Wuxin faced Xie Pianxian with an expressionless face and said, "Allow me to test my skills against you."

Xie Pianxian's face was cold as frost, and she said with anger in her voice, "Then I, this immortal, shall grant you death."

Before Xie Pianxian's words fell, he was already moving through the air.

Walking through the sky as if he were a celestial being.

The water blade in his hand also turned azure, as if it had been dyed with some colorant.

However, Tang Fei and Bai Wuxin both knew that this was the result of Yin Yang Qi being infused from within.

Xie Pianxian's cultivation technique was the "Water Technique," so the Yin Yang Qi he emitted naturally had a blue color.

But such pure color was indeed rare.

With a slash from Xie Pianxian, the entire sky turned azure.

Yet, Bai Wuxin remained standing in his spot, unmoving, as if he hadn't sensed the dangerous attack or the sharp Sword Energy at all.

It was only when the azure great sword was about to cleave down on his head that he suddenly drew his sword to counterattack.

"Broken Sword Style!"

Slash!

With a single stroke of the sword, the world turned white.

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