Rainy-Day Ambush!

Inside the private room.

Han Ming asked with a smile, "You two brothers came to the tavern to make money, didn't you?"

"What makes you say that?" Wu Qi asked in return.

Han Ming was about to speak, but seeing that they did not seem to be pretending, he said, "Don't tell me you don't know what this tavern is for?"

Put plainly, this tavern was a gathering place for assassins.

Though Death Grand Canyon appeared sealed off, Experts from outside could still reach into it.

Criminals sentenced to exile had inevitably committed grave crimes.

Some victims' families, seeking revenge, would use special channels to send people here to post missions.

The tavern they were in was one of the places where missions were issued.

The people waiting outside were there to be hired by assassins.

In such a vast canyon, finding a mission target was no easy task.

Assassins could not expose themselves before making their move, so they could only outsource such matters to the weaklings waiting outside.

However, missions were only posted at the tavern once in a long while. Many people chose to wait here so they could accept one at the first opportunity.

As for the Third Master mentioned by the waiter, Han Ming guessed that he was a high-ranking figure within Spirit Hall.

No one would dare to openly issue assassination missions in Slaughter Grand Canyon unless Spirit Hall was backing them.

After hearing him out, Wu Qi gained a certain understanding of this place.

To complete their trial, they had to kill one Soul Ancestor or ten Soul Elders.

It would be best if they could finish within a month, allowing them both to end their trial at the same time.

Han Ming's words contained no small amount of probing. After Wu Qi sold him the White Badge, they hurriedly left.

Outside the tavern.

Qian Gu Changkong could not help complaining, "That guy doesn't seem like a good person. We should stay away from him."

With three hundred Trade Coins, their future actions would go much more smoothly.

Wu Qi nodded. "But his information should be correct. We're only in the outer region right now. If we want to find Experts above the Soul Elder level, we'll have to enter the inner city."

Entering the inner city would be easy, but they could not withstand an inspection.

Therefore, before entering the city, they decided to find another White Badge and a Yellow Badge to cover up their identities as criminals.

Besides, the inner city was not the core of this place. Soul Ancestors and above generally would not appear there. Otherwise, Wu Qi would not be willing to risk entering so easily.

Following the route into the inner city, Wu Qi and Qian Gu Changkong found a secluded place to hide.

Using their Soul Power to sense the strength of every passerby.

At noon, a storm swept through the canyon, and torrential rain poured from the sky.

Wu Qi and Qian Gu Changkong held rain covers over themselves to keep from getting soaked.

"I like killing in the rain." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qian Gu Changkong's mouth.

Douluo Continent had no shortage of novels, and murder on a rainy day was a classic scene in them.

"Focus. Don't get killed instead," Wu Qi reminded him.

In stormy weather, the Azure Luan Spirit received a boost from the environment, but the rain also created resistance to a certain extent.

Especially under heavy rain, the boost and resistance canceled each other out, leaving his strength barely enhanced.

Before long, a group of three entered their sight.

The leader of the three was a thin, small man named Hu'er Han.

Wu Qi recognized him. This guy had murdered someone in the street in Spirit City three years ago.

Because the victim had been an ordinary person and no family had pursued the matter afterward, combined with his status as a Soul Master, he had only been sentenced to exile.

Now that they had encountered him, there was no reason to let him go!

"This damned weather is really giving me a headache." Hu'er Han cursed, then barked, "Didn't you say two trial-takers entered the canyon? Why can't I find any trace of them?"

The two lackeys behind him hurriedly explained, "Boss, we saw them with our own eyes. But those two left their original spot early this morning. We woke up late and lost track of them."

Through his perception of the wind's movement, Wu Qi could roughly hear what they were saying, and his heart tightened.

They had entered the canyon in the dead of night, yet someone had still discovered them.

Hu'er Han's group likely spent their days lying in wait around the place where trial-takers entered.

No normal person would want to stay in a hellhole like this for long. Obtaining a Gold Badge was their only chance to leave.

For freedom, these people truly stopped at nothing.

At the same time, it sounded an alarm in Wu Qi's mind.

They had to keep an even lower profile from now on!

"Wu Ge, should we make a move?" Qian Gu Changkong clenched his fists tightly, battle intent flashing in his eyes.

"Wait!"

After answering, Wu Qi pulled him back a few steps.

As a high-level Soul Elder, Hu'er Han possessed astonishing perception. Noticing movement where the two had been standing, he immediately stopped.

The two lackeys behind him stumbled and nearly fell.

"Boss, what—"

Hu'er Han said in a low voice, "Someone's nearby. We're being watched."

People were killed every day in Death Grand Canyon. Especially in the wilderness, slaughter occurred almost without pause.

Hu'er Han had been here for three years and had long become a seasoned veteran.

Many people here wanted to kill him, but none had ever succeeded.

With his strength, he had no reason to worry.

The two lackeys stood one in front and one behind, their gazes alert.

Suddenly, a massive blade formed from Feather Blades flew down from above their heads.

It was Wu Qi's First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Flight.

Hu'er Han reacted quickly, grabbing one of the lackeys behind him and using him to block the attack.

This lackey was merely a Soul Grandmaster and completely unprepared. How could he withstand an attack from a Soul Elder?

The lackey's body was cut in half at the waist. Blood mixed with rainwater, and a pungent stench of blood filled the air.

Hu'er Han activated his Demonic Bear Spirit. Muscles bulged across his body, brimming with raw power.

The other lackey was dumbfounded by the sudden scene. He hid behind Hu'er Han, not daring to make any rash move.

"I'd say, you dare launch a sneak attack but don't dare show yourself. Are you cowards?" Hu'er Han said with a curl of his lips.

From that attack just now, he had already judged Wu Qi's strength and naturally felt no fear.

Qian Gu Changkong rested the Coiling Dragon Staff across the back of his neck and walked out with a grin. "What, now that you're here, are you still afraid of dying?"

The lackey pointed at him and said excitedly, "Boss, it's... it's him! He's one of the trial-takers!"

"Oh?" Hu'er Han's eyes lit up.

He had planned to enter the inner city to search for the trial-takers, but they had fallen right into his lap.

He knew Qian Gu Changkong was not the one who had attacked just now.

Two people meant two Gold Badges!

"A Ming, get ready to fight. Kill them. Two Gold Badges are just enough for us to get out."

With the other lackey dead, A Ming no longer had any reservations. Freedom was right before his eyes—how could he not be tempted?

"Heh, then let's see whether you have the strength." Wu Qi landed beside Qian Gu Changkong and stared coldly at them.

"I'll deal with Hu'er Han. A Ming is yours, but be careful. He isn't weak."

Qian Gu Changkong grinned. "Don't worry. I also want to experience the 'pleasure' of killing."

Those who killed would eventually be killed.

Especially after learning what Hu'er Han had done, they felt no psychological burden whatsoever about killing him.