Assassination Part 2

Although they were already some distance from the Tusk Mountain Boars, there was no guarantee that others wouldn't show up if they lingered. If they saw this scene, it would be difficult to explain.

So, Lin Sheng pocketed the items and, grabbing Liu Jie's corpse, went to Ma Qiang's side.

Because he was nailed to the tree trunk, Ma Qiang was in a half-crouched position, with blood still flowing from his chest. He wasn't dead yet.

He gripped the iron spear with both hands, trying to pull it out of his body, but his strength was far from enough.

Instead, his frantic movements caused the blood to flow faster. He felt his body's strength rapidly draining away.

Hearing footsteps behind him, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"Save... save me..."

He stammered out a few words, but as the footsteps drew closer and the owner was revealed, his face filled with terror.

"You... you... my brother... won't... won't let this go..."

"Don't be so stingy in the next life. Maybe you'll live a few more years."

Without any intention of wasting more words, Lin Sheng slowly uttered a sentence, pulled out the iron spear, and plunged it into Ma Qiang's heart again.

This time, Ma Qiang showed no reaction, only the unwillingness frozen on his face.

After searching Ma Qiang's body for everything, Lin Sheng took the two corpses and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

They didn't stop until they were far away and heard wolf howls from nearby. Through the bushes, they could vaguely see pairs of eyes glowing with bloodthirsty red light – several mountain wolves.

Without hesitation, Lin Sheng put down the corpses and turned to speed down the mountain.

Although he was heading down the mountain, he had no intention of going all the way down immediately.

With the Ninth Squad suffering heavy losses from the ambush by two Tusk Mountain Boars, going down too early would be too conspicuous and difficult to explain.

Besides, he needed to clean himself up.

At this moment, he was covered in red and white, blood and lime powder.

Only his face was relatively clean. When he was ambushed with lime powder, he hadn't expected the opponent to be so insidious as to carry such a thing.

If it had gotten into his eyes and wasn't treated promptly, he could have lost both eyes.

Fortunately, his reaction was swift. When the lime powder exploded, he had already blocked his face with his hand. Otherwise, if his vision had been impaired, let alone killing the opponent, he might not even have been able to catch up. He might have even capsized in the gutter.

This also made him realize that battles between martial artists in this world were not just limited to the difference in cultivation realms.

No matter what means you used, as long as you were the one standing at the end, you were the victor.

If it were an ordinary Body Tempering martial artist, they might not have been Liu Jie's opponent.

With a good dart skill and ruthless methods, Liu Jie must have been an expert in the Body Tempering realm.

Lin Sheng took out a map from his huái. This was something that Beast Hunter Hall hunters had to carry with them.

It marked the activity areas of powerful beasts on the mountain, as well as some safer routes. In addition, it indicated the locations of water sources and temporary supply points on the mountain.

Soon, Lin Sheng arrived at a pool of water. He took off his outer clothes and washed them in the water, cleaning himself up.

Holding his outer clothes, he could see a small hole on his shoulder, which was where Liu Jie's dart had landed. Lin Sheng reached out and touched the inconspicuous white spot on his shoulder.

Fortunately, his body's toughness had been greatly enhanced by the physical reinforcement, otherwise, Liu Jie's dart would have pierced him.

Thinking of the opponent's relaxed and smug expression at the time, the dart must have been coated with poison.

If his skin hadn't been tough enough, he might have fallen into the opponent's trap.

After wringing out his clothes and putting them back on, he looked at the map again and headed towards the nearest temporary supply point.

About half an hour later, he had arrived at a dilapidated temple. This was a supply point for the Beast Hunter Hall.

Calling it a supply point was more like a temporary camp, a place to rest for the night, which was better than sleeping in the wilderness.

There were already people in the dilapidated temple. Before he even entered, he could hear muffled groans coming from inside.

Lin Sheng entered and indeed found several Ninth Squad hunters inside. They had clearly also escaped from the Tusk Mountain Boars.

Some of them were bleeding and clutching their arms, likely injured.

When they saw Lin Sheng walk in, they merely glanced at him, not paying much attention.

As for these people, Lin Sheng only found them somewhat familiar, knowing they were from the Ninth Squad, but he didn't know their names.

Seeing that they were not interested in talking to him, he naturally didn't go out of his way to approach them.

After waiting for another half an hour, more people gradually arrived, including two who were seriously injured.

"Brothers, I think we should head down the mountain. Our brothers are all more or less injured, and we can't keep delaying here..."

Finally, someone couldn't wait any longer and proposed this. The others didn't object.

Lin Sheng had no objections. Going down the mountain with these people was better than going down alone.

Soon, the group set off. Although the road down the mountain was a bit long, fortunately, there were no accidents.

By the evening of the next day, the group had exited Yangping Mountain. People from the Beast Hunter Hall were waiting at the foot of the mountain to send the injured to the infirmary.

Lin Sheng, being unharmed, returned directly to the stronghold with the remaining members.

An older hunter went to report the situation to the Hall. As a newcomer, Lin Sheng didn't have much to do and soon returned to his own residence.

After locking the courtyard gate, he returned to his room and took out all his spoils from his embrace.

Looking at the various items spread before him, Lin Sheng first picked up the booklet with only a few pages.

The cover of the booklet had no writing on it, just a blank surface. He frowned after flipping through it a few times.

"It's not a cultivation manual!?"

This book was actually a hidden weapon technique, detailing methods for using various hidden weapons.

"I guess I was thinking too much. Cultivation manuals aren't that easy to come by."

He shook his head slightly and put the booklet away.

Although it wasn't the cultivation method he most desired, this hidden weapon technique still had some value and was worth practicing.

He figured Liu Jie's mastery of darts must have come from here.

When he took out a few more darts, these darts were about 10 centimeters long, with sharp tips and a layer of dark green color. He wondered what kind of poison Liu Jie had used to temper them.

However, Liu Jie also had a small bottle on him, filled with some dark green powder, which was likely the potent poison on these darts.

"I can find an opportunity to test the potency of this potent poison."

Lin Sheng mused to himself, his gaze already falling on another pile of items.

Besides these, Liu Jie's possessions only included a few taels of silver. He wondered what Ma Qiang's belongings were.

"With a good brother in the Muscle Forging realm, I doubt he'd be that stingy."