Chapter 680: Chapter 371: Qianluo (Part 2)

"Thinking of making an early offering."

"Because of the Mirror of Sin?"

Chu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly:

"The Mirror of Sin’s pursuit order is indeed like an inescapable curse, once it clings to you, it doesn’t rest until you’re dead.

"But there are not a thousand, perhaps eight hundred people hostile to the Mirror of Sin, yet not everyone from the Mirror of Sin issues a pursuit order.

"I wonder what you did to make the Mirror of Sin go to such great lengths."

Wenren Qianluo raised an eyebrow:

"Do you also have a grievance with the Mirror of Sin?

"To dig so deeply... Aren’t you afraid of being targeted by them?"

"To be honest... you probably won’t believe it."

Chu Qing laughed:

"I also have a pursuit order from the Mirror of Sin."

"What?"

Wenren Qianluo was momentarily stunned, her eyes opened wide in disbelief.

Then, a burst of laughter came from the side:

"Well, well, well, in that case, today should bring me great fortune!

"Boy, who are you? Tell me your name so I can see how much you’re worth on the pursuit order!"

Silhouettes appeared gradually around them.

Leading them was a man in black, masked, his appearance obscured.

Chu Qing frowned slightly and sighed:

"If I were you, I’d leave now and never look back."

"Why?"

"Because it’s uncertain."

Chu Qing said:

"As assassins, vanishing far away if a strike fails is fundamental.

"You’re facing an opponent whose background you don’t know, someone who has survived nearly a year under a Mirror of Sin pursuit order...

"Yet you’re so careless, showing yourselves recklessly, without even a sneaky ambush as assassins should.

"The current state of the Mirror of Sin is truly worrying."

Could it be that after White Chess died, the new assassins of the Mirror of Sin weren’t taught by anyone?

The air of the martial world is so strong among them, the cold decisiveness and prudence of assassins nowhere to be seen.

Relying on sheer numbers, they dare to rush in like a swarm.

Do they think this is war?

As a former assassin of the Mirror of Sin, Chu Qing suddenly felt that as assassins, the Mirror of Sin might not be that professional.

Previously, when he attacked several Mirror of Sin branches, he also noticed the clumsy acting and disguises of the assassins there.

But that was, after all, their branches, a bit of negligence is understandable.

But what about these people now?

Wenren Qianluo, however, felt great pressure from the black-clad leader.

Undoubtedly, this was a master!

Whether listed on the Seventy-two Evil Extermination List is unknown... but his martial arts definitely weren’t beneath her own.

She couldn’t help but quietly remind Chu Qing:

"Be careful..."

"Thinking of being careful now is too late!"

The lead assassin sneered, waved his hand, and the surrounding group of black-clad men sprang into action.

Although their way of moving felt unprofessional to Chu Qing, the swiftness and precision of their strikes still bore the same style as always of the Mirror of Sin.

All their techniques sought nothing else but to kill!

If it were anyone else, escaping this round of attacks would prove difficult.

Unfortunately, this time they did not encounter just anyone!

A round moon suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and shadows seemed to merge into the moonlight, in the moon there was a sword, the moonlight was the sword’s edge.

Flowing endlessly, infinitely!

The freshly revealed assassins of the Mirror of Sin hadn’t even had time to close in before they were engulfed by this moonlight.

Bodies quivered, blood spurted wildly!

In just a brief moment, it’s unclear how many sword strikes were landed.

At the same time, Su Ningzhen drew her short sword, moving swiftly, and where the sword’s edge passed, blood sprayed in all directions.

Gentle, in the past situations like this, had already reached the back of Chu Qing.

From the start of this journey, her martial arts were still able to match opponents.

But as time went on, she felt more powerless.

Chu Qing’s opponents grew stronger, and Chu Qing himself became increasingly mysterious.

Gentle didn’t have the competitive spirit of Wu Qianhuan, she didn’t care whether her martial arts could offer assistance... whenever Chu Qing was about to fight someone, she’d find a safe place to wait.

In the battlefield where Chu Qing made his stand, his back was the absolutely safe position.

But this time, Gentle didn’t do so.

She formed her fingers into a sword, and as the assassins’ offensive came, she bent her fingers and drew a circle.

The aggressive momentum was all diverted by this wind from her fingers, unwittingly, when they realized it, Gentle’s hand-sword Tai Chi Swordsmanship had transformed into the Nine Heavens Star Finger, the Finger Force pierced through the opponent’s throat.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qing’s eyes lit up:

"Good!"

Using one’s hand as a sword isn’t necessarily remarkable, but using this move to express Tai Chi Sword Intent is quite notable.

Ending with the Tai Chi Sword Technique and seamlessly transitioning to the Nine Heavens Star Finger is truly brilliant.

And from the time Chu Qing taught Tai Chi Swordsmanship, how many days has it been?

Most of the time was spent on the road, yet Gentle’s progress was truly gratifying.

The assassin leader saw the situation change, completely out of his control, the moment the opponent struck, his side suffered heavy casualties, in an instant, his heart burned with rage.

Raising his eyes to look at Chu Qing:

"You court death!!!"

Chu Qing chuckled, not in a hurry to kill, in his mind a clear spring led into threads, a Celestial Sound Transmission directly cast onto the man opposite.

But found that the man was extremely vigilant against him, and the Celestial Sound Transmission couldn’t break through the boundary, returning after only a thought.

Seeing this, Chu Qing didn’t get frustrated, just sighed:

"It was wishful thinking, after all."

Since that night trying the Celestial Sound Transmission, overhearing Wu Qianhuan’s sleep-talking, and hearing Ning Wufang’s plans.

Chu Qing thought, if during a fight, he could directly cast Celestial Sound Transmission onto the opponent.

Then the thoughts and calculations during the fight, wouldn’t they be shared with him?

For example, ’I will cut his left leg,’ ’his right shoulder has a flaw, I’ll trick him and strike his right shoulder.’

These thoughts often cross one’s mind during a duel.

Wouldn’t this allow him to anticipate every move of the opponent?

Although what he plans to do, the opponent might hear as well.

After all, it’s transmission... but as long as he ’keeps quiet,’ the opponent won’t hear.

His advantage is that the opponent wouldn’t know the Celestial Sound Transmission has been cast, and so wouldn’t be on guard.

But now it seems... during an official duel, even if the opponent can’t see the Celestial Sound Transmission method, just relying on instinctive vigilance can block its effects.

The person before him was like this, at the level of a General, merely flawless.

Many calculations filled his mind, all in a split second.

In that split second, it was already enough for the assassin on the opposite side to unleash his killing moves.

His palm momentum reached Chu Qing’s heart, but Chu Qing neither dodged nor evaded.

Even Wenren Qianluo couldn’t help but cry out in alarm...

Heard was a dull thud, the hand firmly striking Chu Qing’s chest.

The heavy sound made it clear just how solid this strike was!

The next moment, the assassin leader was suddenly sent flying backward.

His posture appeared quite leisurely, making one think he was retreating after success...

But as he landed, the whole person suddenly shattered.

Without any warning, leaving people dumbfounded.

But upon closer inspection, it was apparent that the flesh wasn’t scattering without pattern.

The blood faintly spiraled, as if a wind exploded from within him.

The method looked both eerie and terrifying.

And at this moment, Chu Qing looked again at Wenren Qianluo:

"Continuing the earlier conversation..."

"...because, I found the Southern Domain Headquarters."

Wenren Qianluo immediately spoke, and in that moment, even with Chu Qing’s gentle demeanor and the absence of any oppressive feeling in his eyes, inexplicably, Wenren Qianluo felt an intense fear.

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