Chapter 111: An Assassination Attempt on the Way Home

Chapter 111: An Assassination Attempt on the Way Home

Translator:EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor:EndlessFantasy Translation

Mi Kongqun’s gaze was sharp as the blade as it danced across their faces. All of them could feel the stinging pain on their faces as if they were being sliced.

"Straightforward!"

Qiu Yunsan was delighted as he waved his hands. "Let him go!"

Mi Kongqun snorted coldly, springing up to make a turn in midair and disappeared without a trace.

He had not the slightest ounce of patience to take even a peek at these people.

If it were not for his ultimate mission, he would have gone all out to attack. Even if he had to flee for his life and run across the globe, he would still want to end all four of these annoying fellows simply to curb his fury.

"It’s ours! The Luminary Paste is ours!" Qiu Yunsan hopped with joy, his face breaking out into smiles.

Dong Tianleng and his cohorts were joyous as well, contentment written across their faces.

"I really can’t believe that this old fellow really has the capacity to obtain the divine item that the Yutang royalty treats as a forbidden treasure!"

"Really, if the boss hadn't reminded us, we’d never have thought of it."

"It’s all thanks to the boss! The boss is our lucky star…"

"This is great! I must marry a few more concubines once I return.

I’ve always worried about my decadence and wondering if it would be the death of me. Well, it looks like I no longer have to worry about that!"

"What do we do with the extra one?" Chun Wanfeng asked.

"How is there an extra? Including boss, we get one each!" Dong Tianleng stared at him. "What do you mean, dumb*ss?"

Chun Wanfeng was quick to shake his head. "That’s exactly what I mean. I just wanted to test all of you, to see if you guys are sincere to the boss!"

"Tsk!" The other three scoffed.

Anyone could see that Chun Wanfeng had other thoughts in his mind, but no one bothered to call him out on it.

Yun Yang snorted and said, "It's good to see that you fellows at least have some conscience. But keep them for yourselves. If I’m correct, and even if he did send the Luminary Paste over, I would never dare to eat it."

"Why?" Dong Tianleng said, "Would he dare to poison them?"

"Why wouldn’t he?" Yun Yang retorted cynically. "He did not dare to kill all of you today most likely because he was restrained by Old Marshal Qiu and the following counter attacks by all four families. But if all of you were to die within the next few days, he would just say that he knew nothing about it, he was in the palace all the while. Even if your families wanted to find the culprit, his cultivation base is perfectly fine so he could do whatever he wants."

"Perhaps, he could even vanish right away after confirming your deaths. The world is huge, where are you going to find him?"

Yun Yang looked at the four men with disappointment. "How could all of you roam the martial arts world so carelessly? A tiny temptation like this is sufficient to corroded all your alertness?"

The four young masters were shocked, exchanging looks of guilt.

"Surely... he wouldn't?" Chun Wanfeng gaped like a fish on land. "He swore to the heavens just now…"

Yun Yang waved and turned to leave. "I know you fellows just can't let go of the Luminary Paste. However excited you are, though, be careful. Who knows if it’s the genuine Luminary Paste but mixed with something else that could bring about death?"

Listening to Yun Yang’s warning, the popinjays’ faces fell as if struck by lightning.

How could this be? They had gone through so much trouble to get their hands on the legendary holy supplement for men, the Luminary Paste, only to be told that it might be poisoned?

When they shook themselves out of their daze, Yun Yang was already nowhere to be found.

"Boss must have his reasons for saying that." Dong Tianleng said, "I won’t immediately consume it when the Luminary Paste arrives after three days, I’ll put it aside first. If you good folks aren’t afraid, you can go ahead and try it first."

The other three were immediately angered. F*cking Dong Tianleng, are you making us your lab rats?

…

Yun Yang had left briskly. Just as he stepped out of the alley, he had immediately departed using his skills.

He could vaguely tell that someone had been waiting for him.

Actually, it was more like the person had never left but had been stalking him all this while.

Since you're still here and are so intent on revenge, this young master shall not let this chance go to play with you tonight!

When he walked towards the Residence of Yun, the feeling of being followed grew increasingly distinct.

Yun Yang kept on walking even as he cultivated the Fog of Cloud Conjuration.

When he passed a corner, he waved his arm nonchalantly and a few white shadows left his side soundlessly, melting into the dark. One of the white shadows sped towards the Residence of Yun like an arrow in flight.

Yun Yang continued his stride. Seeing that he would make a turn in front, he suddenly halted his steps and scratched his head. With a frustrated look, he said, "What a terrible memory I have? I forgot it again…"

He then turned around as if going back to retrieve something.

The person lurking in the dark almost swore out loud.

F*ck, this bastard had almost reached the perfect ambush point he had set. How could he turn back now?

His pace was rather quick as well.

Ugh, your father must catch up and end him now!

With a swoosh, the person sprung up onto a roof. After a few strides that measured a hundred feet per step, he quickly reached ahead of Yun Yang.

As he stuck his head out for a peek, Yun Yang who was still walking slapped his head suddenly. He heaved a long sigh, "Sigh, I’m really foolish. Did I have to retrieve it tonight? It’s not a big deal, I guess I can go and take it tomorrow."

"The way is not short either."

He stood by the road to ponder his dilemma, scratching his ears and finally turned back once more. "I should just go home to shower and sleep."

He then walked back, swinging his arms with wide strides.

The person lurking felt himself explode, watching this scene.

F*cking hell, what why is this bastard being so hesitant? However, his target was on the move, so he had no choice but to follow suit.

When Yun Yang was near another corner, he stopped again, about a few hundred feet afar. Looking at his side, he exclaimed, "Hey, is that a kitten here? I can bring it back to keep the few I have at home company."

The person in the dark was exasperated as he stole a glance at the infuriating target.

Indeed, there was a fluff of white at the corner of a wall.

This Young Master Yun Yang had really gone to catch the cat.

It proved to be a difficult task as Yun Yang came nowhere near to laying hands on it, even after much effort. In the end, he had used his mystical Qi to trap the kitten. Holding it in his embrace, he was comforting it in a gentle voice; the scene pretentious and exaggerated.

"Little fellow, you should’ve been good from the start, shouldn't you? Is it more comfortable in my embrace than on the cold floor? You just don’t get it… Sigh, I’m doing a good deed by bringing you back today… Little kitty, you don’t know about it. I’ve met a few eunuchs tonight and I’m so disgusted… The scent on them…"

The stalker was infuriated.

He really wanted to charge forward and ask, "Yun Yang, you’re sick, aren’t you? Right? Right?!"

He had had enough!

However, Yun Yang still had to walk over. He moved leisurely, his head lowered as he stroked the white kitten in his embrace lovingly and murmured, "Little kitty, let me name you alright? You’re mine from now on… Big White? Don't you like it? Little White? Tiny Teeny White? Little Whitey? Whitey Tiny White? White Tail? F*ck me, you don’t like them all? Why don't I give you a human name? There was this person I just met tonight. Let’s call you Eunuch Old Wu! Kitty, you’re a female; you’re similar to Old Wu! In fact, you’re actually more complete than he is!"

With clenched fists, the person lurking in the dark almost broke his molar teeth from grinding them too hard.

He could not hold it in any longer.

Although Yun Yang was still thirty to forty feet away from his set ambush point, the person in the dark did not want to keep on waiting anymore. The killing intent within him was boiling and threatening to spill over!

If he did not kill this man, he swore he was not a human!

With a swoosh, the person hopped down from a high wall by the corner like a streaking shadow. His rapidly moving body left a silhouette trail in midair as a shiny sword reflected the moonlight, brightening the night like a lightning strike in the middle of a cloudy sky!

The strong murderous intent was so palpable that it stopped even the breeze in its tracks.

Facing such a clearly approaching killing intent, Yun Yang seemed to be shocked as he threw the kitten away from his embrace. "Oh god, there’s an assassin!"

His body tilted then, obviously to avoid the death threat that had materialized right before him.

Although Yun Yang’s counter was not exactly great, it was still acceptably mediocre. He might have been able to avoid an ordinary assassin’s attack but this stalker’s strike was remarkably swift and deadly, having prepared it for so long. How could he avoid it?

A pierced stab resounded in the gloom.

The radiance of the blade pierced through Yun Yang’s right shoulder.

Oddly, it pierced right through it; the blade slid through without any resistance whatsoever.

The assassin was shocked. What had happened? He had aimed at the lethal point but why was there nothing for him to exert his force on? How was this possible? What was happening?

The answer was immediately apparent. Yun Yang, had appeared on his the other side, totally unscathed. What was different was that a saber had appeared in one of his hands.

As this saber greeted the world, its radiance was so blindingly bright that even the clear moon in the sky paled in comparison.

Although the killer was still bewildered by what had happened, he moved without hesitation as he crept stealthily like a ghost to stand in front of Yun Yang. His blade was raised to strike a blow but there was no sound of the wind parting before a sword cleaved the space right in front of him.

This strike seemed to be even faster than the last!

With a turn of the wrist, the radiance of Yun Yang’s saber filled the entire gloom like the fanning of a peacock’s tail.

Saber Truth: Destiny Blade’s first style – Merciless Blade!