Assassination!

At that moment, Xiao Yi Xian stared at Ning Luo in utter shock.

"Ning Luo, you're saying they don't have an epidemic—they've all been poisoned? Then who poisoned them?" Xiao Yi Xian hurriedly asked.

Ning Luo smiled. "It's a slow-acting poison. It won't kill them, and it's been disguised as an epidemic. If they fall ill, who benefits the most?"

A look of horror appeared in Xiao Yi Xian's eyes.

"You mean...?"

"Also, why has everyone in town been poisoned, yet no one from your Myriad Medicine Pavilion has fallen ill?" Ning Luo continued.

As soon as he said this—

The surprise in Xiao Yi Xian's eyes deepened.

Ning Luo had already noticed it during the day. The townspeople of Qingshan Town had clearly been poisoned. This poison was called Plague Poison. It closely resembled an epidemic, but it was caused by poison. Those afflicted would have trouble breathing, yet they would not die immediately.

But the strange thing was that not a single person from Myriad Medicine Pavilion had contracted this illness. That explained everything.

Obviously, this was all Mr. Yao's scheme! He had poisoned the entire town. Once they developed an antidote, the townspeople would come to buy medicine from them. Then he could jack up the prices and reap enormous profits.

And Ning Luo clearly looked like the young master of a wealthy family. In a place like this, no matter who Ning Luo was—

If he died here, no one would investigate.

So Mr. Yao wanted to make a move against Ning Luo as well.

"What should we do?" Xiao Yi Xian asked Ning Luo in shock.

Ning Luo smiled. "In that case, we'll play along!"

The night was dark, and the wind was high.

The perfect time to kill and rob.

In the utterly silent night, Ning Luo lay quietly on his bed. Then he suddenly heard faint rustling sounds outside the door.

Ning Luo knew that Mr. Yao was finally preparing to act.

Knowing they were coming for him, Ning Luo had long been waiting for them in his room.

Suddenly, someone quietly pushed open Ning Luo's door. Ning Luo remained motionless on the bed, waiting for them to approach.

He heard several people come up behind him. They raised their gleaming blades and prepared to slash down at Ning Luo.

At that moment, Ning Luo abruptly opened his eyes.

His right fist shot out, striking the black-clad man in the stomach.

Boom! With a deafening crash, the black-clad man was sent flying.

Ning Luo now possessed the strength of a Seven-star Fighter. The people who had come to kill him were only One-star Fighters or Two-star Fighters at most, so Ning Luo killed him in a single blow.

This was Ning Luo's first time killing someone, and he felt somewhat nervous.

But he understood that this was the Dou Qi Continent, a world where the strong preyed upon the weak. If he was not ruthless, others would surely kill him.

So Ning Luo quickly composed himself.

At that moment, the remaining black-clad men stared at Ning Luo in utter shock, unable to believe what they had seen.

Ning Luo had killed a One-star Fighter in one strike! Who exactly was this child? How could he be so powerful? Ning Luo looked at them coldly and sneered. "Just as I expected, you really did intend to make a move against me."

"Who are you?" one of the black-clad men asked.

A faint smile curled at Ning Luo's lips. "You don't need to know. Even if you did, it would be useless, because you're about to die."

"What an arrogant brat! Let's attack together and kill him!"

At once, the remaining three black-clad men charged at Ning Luo.

Their bright blades flashed with cold light in the darkness as a large man slashed toward Ning Luo's small body.

Ning Luo activated Proximity to Horizon, imagining these men as the magical beasts he had once killed. In an instant, he evaded the blade, while a strand of sword qi condensed in his hand—Green Wood Sword Qi.

It shot out at once, piercing straight through the black-clad man's heart.

The other two slashed at him from the flanks. Ning Luo smiled faintly and stood still, thrusting out with his sword.

"Die!"

His sword intent burst forth.

Boom! With a deafening crash, the remaining two men were blasted away by Ning Luo. They slammed into the wall and coughed up blood. It was clear they would not survive.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Luo had killed four men! Myriad Medicine Pavilion.

A guard came before Mr. Yao.

"Mr. Yao, this is bad!" the guard hurriedly said.

"What happened?"

"Mr. Yao, all the guards you sent were killed by that brat!" the guard said.

"What?" Mr. Yao was greatly alarmed!

The guards he had sent were all One-star Fighters or Two-star Fighters. Though such Fighters were nothing on the continent as a whole, they were absolutely considered strong in Qingshan Town. If that brat could kill several Fighters in an instant, then the child was also a Fighter—and at least a Two-star Fighter.

That meant the child was a genius. Mr. Yao did not even dare imagine the force behind someone capable of nurturing such a genius.

Knowing the gravity of the situation, he hurriedly said, "Let's go take a look!"

Soon, Mr. Yao led several guards to Ning Luo's room.

Ning Luo sat on the table with his arms folded, as though he had been waiting for Mr. Yao's arrival.

"Mr. Yao, visiting so late at night—what brings you here?" Ning Luo asked as he looked at him.

Mr. Yao hurriedly replied in a fawning tone, "I heard that someone tried to assassinate you on my territory, little brother. I rushed over without stopping!"