Chapter 45

The blade's light shone brilliantly, almost illuminating the night sky.

The light was directed right beneath Ma Sanqian's body!

At this moment, it was precisely when Ma Sanqian's momentum had reached its peak, leaving no room for any change in his movements.

Just like a fish leaping out of the water, at the moment it reaches its highest point.

Not only was there no strength left to counterattack, but even a slight twist of the waist was impossible.

His eyes had already seen the night outside the city.

His neck and chest had already left the city.

His legs were still inside the city.

In mid-air, there was nowhere to borrow strength!

And this light, rising swiftly, was so fierce and decisive to the extreme!

Pfft!

The blade's light flashed, a powerful strike severed Ma Sanqian's waist and abdomen!

The blade's light did not stop, continuing to pierce through the body and rise upward!

The moon was like water.

The blade was like snow.

The blade was like blood.

Grim and cold.

The moment the light penetrated, a black shadow, along with the blade's light, shot up from the point where Ma Sanqian's body was severed, flashed in the air, and disappeared.

The task was accomplished, and the person immediately fled, not even looking back, let alone stopping to verify the results of the battle.

Not even a glance.

The situation arose suddenly, and Ma Sanqian did not even have time to let out a scream before his body was severed in two.

Blood splattered, like a sudden burst of red fireworks in the air.

His head and upper body, still following the original force, rushed out of Yuezhou City and fell into the wilderness outside.

But his lower body and legs remained in the city.

Falling down.

With a thud, it landed in the midst of the five bronze-ranked killers surrounding the area.

This was exactly where Ma Sanqian had been fighting just now.

Blood splattered, spreading into a large mass of flesh and a large blood flower.

The five bronze-ranked killers looked at each other, momentarily stunned.

Six people came to kill Ma Sanqian, though it was not prearranged, everyone had put in their all, each hoping to be the first to eliminate Ma Sanqian, and one person had even died in the process.

But just as they were about to succeed... a seventh person in the shadows picked up the easy win.

Seeing the cooked duck fly away.

Seeing the ripe peach slip away.

Who could they complain to about this?

They had fought to the death, drenched in sweat, but the seventh person had silently appeared, completed the task with just one move.

If this person had been much stronger than them...

They would have accepted it.

But from the speed and agility, this person was not only not stronger than any of them, but even weaker. At best, they were on par.

How could this be described with just one "damn"?

Year after year, working hard, only to make clothes for others.

How could this not make them curse?

"Truly despicable!"

"Can you even pick up such an easy win?"

"How could this bastard be so sure to ambush there in advance?"

"What certainty? You show me some certainty. Clearly, it was just a coincidence, just a stroke of luck..."

"This stroke of luck is really..."

The five people were so angry they felt like they had to defecate, but they quickly took out the Jun Tian Mirror to confirm the task completion.

When they saw it, they felt their lungs were about to burst!

"Task target: Ma Sanqian... Task completed, completer: Wen Rou, rank: Iron, first place."

"Damn! It's even an Iron rank! Damn, how did he get the chance!"

The five people cursed in unison, feeling their noses about to be twisted out of shape...

How embarrassing!

Iron rank!

Isn't this an insult?

Clearly, this Iron rank was not a top-ranked one, but one of the many thousands, at least ranked after the 50,000th place.

Only a minor character ranked after the 50,000th place could complete a bronze task and leap to the top of the Iron rank.

Instead of directly upgrading to the bronze rank!

"This slip was picked up by someone else..." The five killers felt more and more bewildered, collectively disoriented in the wind.

After a long while, they finally had to admit that the person's luck was truly good!

"He was clearly aware of his lack of strength to participate in the battle, so he just observed from the city wall. He probably never thought he would have the chance to complete the task independently. This is certain."

"But the biggest twist was that we forced Ma Sanqian into a corner, forcing him to use his last card. And the direction Ma Sanqian chose to escape just happened to... deliver him to the blade."

"This is just a coincidence, good luck. If it were pre-planned, it would be absurd."

One killer sighed, with a bitter smile: "For such luck, I have nothing to say."

"It's not all luck."

Another killer snorted, "I don't deny the kid's great luck, but his courage is also impressive. If he didn't want this task, he wouldn't have been there. A mere Iron rank killer daring to aim for a bronze task, without considerable courage, would he dare to come?"

"To be honest, when I was an Iron rank, I wouldn't have dared to do this."

"He did it, and succeeded. Isn't that frustrating?"

"Ha ha..." Another person sneered, "Such risky behavior is not a long-term strategy. I'll wait to see when Wen Rou dies from taking risks. It's just a matter of time."

After a few more words, they each left.

The dead killer was not even glanced at. They were not related, and the guards would handle the body.

But each of their watch lists had one more name.

Iron rank first, Wen Rou.

Five bronze-ranked killers came to do the job, but an Iron rank snatched the credit. No one felt good about it.

And now, the only one feeling good was probably one person.

Feng Yin.

Mr. Feng.

Doctor Feng.

...

As one of the killers said, Feng Yin really didn't expect it. He had already given up on the task, but this Ma Sanqian was so formidable.

On the brink of death, he made a desperate move, repelling five bronze-ranked killers, and then delivered himself to Feng Yin's blade!

And in the most advantageous position, right at his weakest point, the chest and abdomen.

This was like a blessing from the heavens, a windfall.

If he didn't stab, Feng Yin would feel he was letting himself down, and letting heaven and earth down.

So, naturally... he gave that one stab!

Completing this task, which seemed almost impossible.

All the risks were taken by others, and he reaped the final blow, taking all the benefits and escaping unscathed.

It was... damn, so satisfying.

The only downside was that Feng Yin didn't take Ma Sanqian's possessions. If he had stopped, he would have been caught by the other killers.

Even if he didn't die, a severe beating would be the least of it.

So Feng Yin didn't even think about it.

Though he was tempted, he still maintained a high and pure demeanor, as if he viewed wealth as dung, and left gracefully.

On the way back, Feng Yin felt his steps were light and airy.

"Truly good luck..."

"But such luck can't be counted on. Next time... I must not take risks."

Feng Yin warned himself, while almost bursting with joy as he returned to his small courtyard.

Looking at the Jun Tian Mirror.

"Completer: Wen Rou. Rank: Iron. Position: First."

These words seemed to be written beautifully, with iron strokes and silver hooks, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

With the current situation, completing a few more Iron tasks would allow him to advance to the bronze rank.

And during this time, the Spirit Transformation Sutra would help him improve, the essence of the clear qi would help him improve, and the pill given upon reaching the bronze rank would also help him improve...

This way, his strength would truly match the title of a bronze-ranked killer.

"The road ahead is bright, the path is clear."

Feng Yin held the little Feng Ying, who was grumbling in his arms, stroking him while feeling content and imagining the future.

"Another step closer to becoming the greatest expert in the world, a sacred-level killer."

"I know, my future is not a dream..."

...

Not far away.

The Iron-ranked killer who had just been saved by Feng Yin, when he refreshed the Jun Tian Mirror, suddenly felt disoriented in the wind!

"Damn! Damn, damn, damn..."

Looking at the task again, he saw "Completer: Iron Wen Rou, ranked first in the Iron category."

For a moment, he felt like he was in a dream.

Just a moment ago... he was ranked over 70,000.

Now, with a blink, he had leaped over 70,000 places to first?

"Is the Jun Tian Mirror malfunctioning? A mistake? Or did I really see wrong just now?"

"The Jun Tian Mirror doesn't make mistakes, so I must have seen wrong? I'm only 26... and already seeing wrong?"

The Iron-ranked killer stood in the wind, deeply doubting himself.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked again.

Rubbing again...

...

In a distant forest, Xu Lao San and Xu Lao Si, covered in beast feces, finally emerged from the dense forest.

"This time, we obtained three inner cores. Indeed, after the transformation, my strength has improved so quickly, I'm now at the peak of the Eighth Rank of the Later Heaven."

"Me too."

"Finally out. These beasts were really tough."

"Indeed, indeed."

"Let's check the tasks. See if there's any nearby one we can pick up."

"Sure, sure."

Both took out the Jun Tian Mirror.

Xu Lao Si habitually checked Iron Wen Rou; he was a key focus, not for any other reason, but because he had been bullied by this guy too many times, and not checking him for a day felt like something was missing...

But one glance made him exclaim.

"Damn! Damn, damn, damn..."

Xu Lao San, annoyed, "What's the fuss?"

"The Wen Rou who injured you... he, he, he..."

"What about him?"

Xu Lao San, impatient, turned to look and immediately froze.

His eyes bulged: "Damn! Damn, damn, damn..."

...

Feng Yin was very happy.

Many people were very shocked.

As for the five killers who had their credit stolen, they were very unhappy.

But the most unhappy of all was not them.

It was Wu Tiejun, Mr. Wu.

Yes, Captain Wu!

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[Last night, I was really tricked by some people in the alliance group...]