Chapter 8

Leaving the town, changing his appearance, Luo Li once again became the towering Tian Dao Sha.

The two walked for ten miles and arrived at the location of the secret agents. Including the three agents here, everyone mounted their horses, whipped them, and charged towards Longshou Mountain.

Along the way, their group continuously grew, including other undercover agents and secret agents, gathering and traveling in silence. By the time they reached the foot of Longshou Mountain, there were already a hundred people.

In the darkness, a brightly lit area was the Baiqi Town, where no less than a thousand people had gathered.

As soon as they arrived, Luo Li immediately smelled a strong scent of blood, and his heart suddenly tightened. He knew that this was a clearance!

All the ordinary people in Baiqi Town who did not belong to the Tianjue Killers' Hall were killed. It was a major event.

Luo Li shook his head. It seemed that those little beggars would not have the chance to join the hall, and their fate was uncertain.

Many disciples of the Killers' Hall gathered here, each choosing a spot to sit and wait silently. A thousand people were completely silent, with only the wind howling.

Faintly, it sounded like sobbing and wailing, carrying a sense of death, making one's ears feel cold.

By evening, someone brought food and wine. Everyone ate silently and then continued to wait.

This wait lasted for three hours.

The sky became increasingly gloomy, with no moonlight or starlight. Under the red glow of the torches, finally, Master Ciyun, Bucan, the fat innkeeper, and Chen Quezi appeared before everyone.

Everyone stood up abruptly, looking at the four of them, waiting for orders.

Master Ciyun still held the crystal-clear prayer beads in his hand, continuously reciting scriptures. With the continuous recitation, visible light cycled between him and the beads.

He suddenly looked up, towards the east, and spoke first:

"From the last assassination attempt on Lord Xinling, we obtained an exquisite blood crystal stone, which belongs to the Heizhong Zhenhai Sect. They have dispatched a powerful figure, Long Wendin, to enter the Yinzhou Continent to reclaim the exquisite blood crystal stone!

We have already reported this exquisite blood crystal stone to the sect, and the sect will send experts to collect it. We will kill Long Wendin of the Heizhong Zhenhai Sect, but the sect's experts will only arrive after noon tomorrow. Therefore, before noon tomorrow, we must defend the exquisite blood crystal stone.

This exquisite blood crystal stone is a treasure of Yinzhou, and our Tianjue Killers' Hall is the most powerful killers' hall on the Yinzhou Continent. Whether it's royalty or commoners, who wouldn't be afraid of our name, who wouldn't tremble!

Can we not even protect our own treasure? Is our reputation just an illusion?

Ridiculous!

A huge joke!

The exquisite blood crystal must belong to our Qisha Sect. This is the reason for our existence here. It should belong to us! We will contribute it to the sect, which is the value of our existence!

Therefore, I order all disciples to gather and defend Longshou Mountain, protecting the exquisite blood crystal!

Do you dare? Do you dare to defend Longshou Mountain and protect our own treasure?"

As he spoke, everyone answered in unison: "We dare!"

Master Ciyun's hand, which was turning the prayer beads, suddenly stopped, and he shouted: "What about those who dare to offend our Qisha Sect?"

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound waves rose to the sky, carrying the sudden surge of killing intent from over a thousand killers, dispersing even the dark clouds in the sky.

The cold moonlight shone down, like a crystal robe draped over Master Ciyun. He nodded and said:

"Good, good, good!"

"If we successfully defend this time, all disciples will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, and the Gold Mine in the sect will be open to all disciples for free for a month. Additionally, whoever kills Long Wendin will be rewarded with the qualification for the Ascension Conference, the removal of the Longevity Poison, and direct ascension to the outer sect of the Qisha Sect!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, like the stars revealed after the clouds dispersed.

The qualification for ascension was originally only available to the twelve iron-plated killers, but now it was shared by everyone. Who wouldn't want to live?

Master Ciyun was very satisfied with everyone's reaction and said:

"The opportunity is right before you. Life and death are in the hands of heaven, but success and failure are in our hands. Come, kill Long Wendin and protect the exquisite blood crystal!"

"Kill!"

As he shouted, the sound was not loud, but the killing intent was overwhelming.

Then, the three elders behind him shouted together:

"Kill!"

The killing intent of the four of them combined, like a knife, seemed to surpass even the combined killing intent of the thousand people, instantly placing everyone in an endless battlefield!

All the disciples below the platform could not help but shout in unison.

The previous sound had not faded when the next one rose, layer upon layer, filling the six directions.

At this moment, Baiqi Town was filled with the sound of killing, the energy piercing the sky!

After the seven kills, the strong enemy will surely be destroyed!

The order was given, and immediate action was taken. Various preparations were made, and the massive Cloud-Piercing Crossbows were brought out from underground. These Cloud-Piercing Crossbows were giant crossbows, each a full ten feet long, requiring ten people to draw the string, capable of firing a seven-foot iron spear that could penetrate a five-foot stone wall from three hundred feet away.

There were twelve such Cloud-Piercing Crossbows set up in the town. Outside the town, various poisons and traps were spread, and countless people worked to turn the area into a terrifying death zone. As long as Long Wendin arrived, he would surely die.

At the third watch, all preparations were complete. The killers began to rest, waiting for the next day. Luo Li and others, however, gathered in the White Tiger Hall in the mountain's belly to hold a meeting.

In the center of the White Tiger Hall sat the Hall Master of the Tianjue Killers' Hall, Master Ciyun, still holding the crystal-clear prayer beads in his hand, reciting scriptures, with light continuously flowing between the beads and him.

Below him sat the elders Bucan, the fat innkeeper, and Liu Quezi. Besides them, there were nine iron-plated killers standing to the side, with Luo Li at the front.

Everyone was discussing, and many expressed objections to Master Ciyun's decision to gather all the Tianjue Killers' Hall's subordinates to resist Long Wendin.

Bucan said anxiously, "Master Ciyun, do we really have to defend this place to the death? Long Wendin is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and you are the strongest among us, but only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. How can we be his match?"

The fat innkeeper also said, "Yes, yes, we should scatter our forces, each going our own way, hiding in the crowd. No matter how strong Long Wendin is, he can't find us. When the sect's experts arrive, they will crush him like an ant. Why take this risk?"

Bucan said, "Yes, yes, why? Such a hard fight is not what we killers should do!"

Liu Quezi said, "You don't understand. We are a branch of the Qisha Sect, a prestigious sect. The Heizhong Zhenhai Sect is just a minor sect of the Wan Shou Huashen Sect. If we avoid them, it will look bad, and the sect will surely punish us."

Bucan said, "Punishment? Even if we are punished, it's better than dying! Long Wendin is a Foundation Establishment cultivator! We are only at the Qi Condensation level. Fighting a Foundation Establishment cultivator is certain death!"

Liu Quezi said, "For the glory of the sect, death is not scary!"

This statement made Bucan so angry that he couldn't say anything. They continued to argue, but Master Ciyun on the main seat just kept reciting scriptures softly.

Bucan, unable to bear Liu Quezi's words, shouted at Master Ciyun, "Master, what do we do?"

Seeing Bucan getting angry, Liu Quezi suddenly laughed and said, "Actually, Master has already received the news that Long Wendin will enter the Yinzhou Continent the day after tomorrow, and the sect's experts will arrive by noon tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room let out a long sigh of relief. So, all this preparation was not for a desperate battle with Long Wendin but to show the sect's experts the sharpness of the Tianjue Killers' Hall, to let them see our spirit. No one was foolish enough to wait for death.

Bucan pointed at Liu Quezi and said, "You, Liu Quezi, you were just playing with me!"

Then he looked at Master Ciyun and said, "Master, you are truly wise, very wise indeed!"

The fat innkeeper said, "Sigh, this is best. Otherwise, we would have been almost certain to die. Long Wendin has four spirit pets, earth centipedes, trained by the Zhenling Sect, which can burrow into the ground. No matter how secret the secret chambers in this mountain are, they would be useless."

Liu Quezi said, "Yes, yes, do you think I'm not afraid? We are just living and waiting to die in this spiritless land. The glory of the sect has nothing to do with us. Enjoy each year as it comes!"

As they were talking, Master Ciyun's prayer beads suddenly emitted a clear sound and shattered with a crack.

This change made everyone pause. What was happening?

Master Ciyun had refined these prayer beads for ten years, almost constantly. No one knew what kind of divine technique he used, and no one expected them to shatter today.

Seeing this, Master Ciyun's face showed boundless joy, a joy that came from deep within, reaching the pinnacle of happiness.

He looked at everyone, his gaze finally landing on Luo Li, and said:

"It's done, it's done, it's done! Ten years of hard work, and today it's finally done! Luo Li, come here!"

Luo Li replied, "Yes, Master!"

After speaking, Luo Li walked over. Master Ciyun pulled him, bringing Luo Li behind him, and placed the silk thread used to string the prayer beads around Luo Li's neck.

The action was extremely careful and solemn. Then, Master Ciyun turned to the others and said softly:

"I'm sorry, my fellow disciples. For my son, I had no choice. I deceived you. Long Wendin will attack Longshou Mountain tomorrow morning because we killed his son. He will definitely come for revenge.

I'm sorry, you will go first, and I will follow shortly..."

The last few words grew louder and louder, completely out of control. Master Ciyun's kind face suddenly turned fierce.

At the same time, Bucan, who was very familiar with him, emitted a strong light, a sign of using a magical artifact, and screamed, "Master, spare me, don't..."