Assassination

Yang Dongsheng's frown deepened.

"Speak, what are your plans?"

"Plans?"

Lu Jingtian said word by word, "Stop being so stingy, earning a pittance. You, me, and the third person, each with dozens of elites, get some strong bows and crossbows, and charge straight up. No matter how skilled he is or how deep his trump cards are, he won't escape!"

"Once we succeed, each of us will take our families and scatter to different places. Any background will be useless!"

Yang Dongsheng hesitated, "Is it worth it?"

To abandon so many years of hard work just like that?

"It's worth it!"

The old man in the black robe sneered, "As long as one of your descendants can break through to Inner Qi Perfection, it will only take ten years to rebuild this fortune!"

"Besides, the Pill for Breaking Stages is just something he released. It might even help with Innate items..."

"Heh heh."

Yang Dongsheng sneered inwardly.

This person came from a major sect, so he naturally wasn't afraid of retaliation. If he pushed the blame onto them, they might get away with nothing, and he would become the scapegoat.

As for helping with Innate items, maybe, but he didn't believe anyone would carry them around all the time.

Moreover, his son was still young and had a chance to grow. He could still suppress all parties for now, so it wasn't time to be so reckless.

Lu Jingtian and the old man in the black robe exchanged a look and felt troubled.

In terms of strength, they weren't inferior to Yang Dongsheng, but when it came to their foundation in the prefectural city, the two of them were no match.

Bringing a group of Martial Artists into the city and procuring strong bows and crossbows wouldn't be possible without a local connection to help them.

"Since Brother Yang is unwilling, then it can only be this way," Lu Jingtian said helplessly. "A mere Void Breaking Pill is not enough for the three of us to share."

He showed a fierce expression, "I have a saying: if this Void Breaking Pill isn't mine, I'd rather burn all these butterflies to ashes, along with all the gold and silver!"

For the Righteousness Gang to have successors while he himself didn't, this was the worst possible outcome for him.

"It's not that serious."

Yang Dongsheng frowned. "I will urge them harder when I return and will definitely give you brothers a satisfactory result."

With that, he flicked his sleeve and left.

These two were not worth scheming with.

But the Blue Fluorescent Butterfly was in the other party's hands. To capture it again, they couldn't bypass the Fierce Tiger Stronghold, which was rooted in East Spirit Mountain. The transaction was unavoidable.

Perhaps, they could consider persuading the Marquis Zhen Dong's mansion to take action...

They had the royal family backing them, so they didn't need to fear that person's background too much. However, they needed to carefully consider how to ensure the Marquis's mansion would ultimately provide a Void Breaking Pill.

Lost in thought, he unknowingly walked to the entrance.

Whoosh!

A faint sound of air being pierced, like the low hum of a mosquito.

"You..."

Yang Dongsheng was greatly alarmed. He suddenly looked up and saw a young man in green clothes holding a sword and thrusting it straight at him. The air was pierced silently, leaving a sword shadow behind him.

Clang!

Decades of training had made his reputation for "Righteousness and Loyalty" spread throughout East Spirit. The gleaming saber at his waist was drawn with lightning speed, slashing upwards diagonally. His reaction was undeniably swift.

However, it was too late!

This sword had been building up momentum for too long. The Inner Qi of the Minor Heavenly Cycle surged and roared, all converging at the sword's tip. The speed was almost imperceptible.

"Save me!"

Yang Dongsheng roared, his face turning red. He had clearly used a method to boost his Qi for a desperate fight, and the saber light suddenly became several times faster.

Ding!

To Yang Dongsheng's surprised delight, the saber tip narrowly struck the sword's blade, blocking it.

"Still not fast enough..."

Jiang Ding sighed. His swordsmanship was considered decent among his classmates, but compared to this old martial world swordsman who had honed his saber skills for decades, it was still inferior. Even with a sneak attack, he couldn't achieve victory in one go.

What a pity.

Even though it was only the Minor Heavenly Cycle, it had already opened more than twelve hundred branching meridians.

The joy on Yang Dongsheng's face froze.

It was like crashing into a mountain flood. His Inner Qi was instantly routed when it came into contact with the opponent's Inner Qi. Several portions of his Inner Qi could barely hold back one portion of the opponent's Inner Qi.

But the opponent's Inner Qi was even more vigorous than his!

Chih!

The sword tip cut through layers of saber light, deflected the long saber, and then pierced straight into Yang Dongsheng's throat. Countless thread-like strands of Inner Qi surged into it, shredding all his internal organs.

The external shield that could have blocked the deviation was as useless as paper.

The lagging sword shadow arrived late.

"Impossible..."

Blood splattered, and the spiritual light in Yang Dongsheng's eyes gradually dimmed. He was still murmuring in a low voice as he died.

A boy of sixteen or seventeen, it was one thing that his Inner Qi quality was stronger than his, but why was the total amount also much more abundant than his? This defied common sense!

In a flash of lightning, with one thrust and one block, Yang Dongsheng, the leader of the renowned Righteousness Gang of East Spirit, was already dead.

"Who dares to trespass into my Fierce Tiger Stronghold!"

'East Mountain Flying Tiger' Lu Jingtian roared, his voice shaking hundreds of meters. His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

Yang Dongsheng's strength was not much weaker than his!

The old man in the black robe suddenly stood up. A nine-section whip, which slithered and coiled like a poisonous snake, had somehow appeared in his hand.

"Little Brother Jiang, everything before was a misunderstanding. There were scoundrels at play. We can have a drink and talk..."

After clearly seeing the face of the young man in green at the door, Lu Jingtian's heart churned like stormy waves, but a hearty smile appeared on his face, as if he were a warm elder.

Jiang Ding did not speak. He shook the bloodstains off his sword and walked forward step by step.

Outside the door, the roars of 'Mountain Splitting Tiger' and 'Gold Pointing Tiger' could be vaguely heard, along with the neat footsteps of the stronghold's guards, and further away, the urgent sound of golden gongs calling for reinforcements.

"How dare you!"

Seeing that the young man in green not only didn't flee after killing someone but was getting closer, Lu Jingtian's anger surged. "Then leave your life to me!"

"Come!"

Lu Jingtian swung his saber, unleashing five imposing saber energies. Faintly, the sound of a fierce tiger roaring could be heard, striking the soul and chilling the bone.

Five Tiger Soul Breaking Saber!

This was something he had obtained through a fortuitous encounter in his youth. It had been invincible since he debuted. With a flash of saber light, the enemy's head, hands, and feet were split into five parts. It was also known as the Five Hells Saber in the martial world.

Jiang Ding made no move. He simply slashed. A bright, rule-like arc flashed and disappeared, followed by a sword shadow.

Exhibiting Sword Style!

The moment the rule-like arc collided with the Five Hells saber energy, it easily cut through it. The remaining saber energy scattered to the sides, creating deep pits on the ground and nearby wooden walls.

Jiang Ding seemed to have an epiphany.

The more he cultivated, the more he felt that Eagle's Takeoff Sword Art was profound and vast, pushing both its cultivation methods and combat techniques to the extreme.

He had practiced some other martial world sword arts before, but now he was completely uninterested.

"Impossible!"

Lu Jingtian's expression changed drastically, and he let out a roar similar to the dead Yang Dongsheng.

His Inner Qi was like tofu in front of the opponent, shattering at the slightest touch. Why was this happening!

A sword strike fell, followed by another thrust.

It was like starlight falling from the sky to the mortal world, its radiance growing stronger and brighter.

"Five Hells Kill!"

Lu Jingtian's Inner Qi surged out recklessly, forming five interconnected and violent saber energies that devoured everything in their path.

This was a killing move he had painstakingly practiced for fifty years. All who had seen it were dead!

Puff!

Like the sound of repeatedly piercing large drums, the starlight sword energy pierced straight through, shattering the violent saber energies one by one. Without any room for maneuver, it aimed directly for his throat.

Lu Jingtian was terrified.

He realized he could not face the opponent's sword strike head-on at all!

Whoosh!

A faint sound of air being broken came from his ear.

Under the old man in the black robe's sinister gaze, a winding, pitch-black nine-section whip suddenly stretched out, turning into a twisted thin line. Its tip was as sharp as a needle, and at this critical moment when old strength was depleted and new strength had not yet arisen, it suddenly struck towards the back of his head.

The tip was sharp and dark, carrying a faint sweet scent. It was a potent poison; death was certain upon contact!

Jiang Ding's expression remained unchanged. The tip of his sword, which was about to pierce Lu Jingtian's throat, retracted and drew a bright, rule-like semi-circle, striking the tip that was about to stab his back and sending it flying.

Then, the sword tip, with its sword shadow, revolved at an even faster speed.

"Get lost!"

Lu Jingtian was terrified. He unleashed a powerful saber energy, barely forcing the sword tip back a little. His Internal Force and blood churned, and his bones felt numb.

He dared not take another sword strike and desperately crashed towards the outside.

As long as he got outside and blended into the army formation, even an Innate master couldn't kill him!

Ch!

Lu Jingtian's body stiffened. He numbly glanced at the blood-stained sword edge in his chest and collapsed softly.

"What kind of malevolent star is this!"

The old man in the black robe gasped. He retracted the pitch-black nine-section whip, which was halfway through its attack, and fled into the distance without looking back.

Jiang Ding glanced at the large group of stronghold guards who had rushed into the room. He channeled his Internal Force to the tips of his toes, leaped several meters straight up, and disappeared through the roof.