It Goes Without Saying That More Money Is Needed

The monk, leaning on his broken staff, panted heavily, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief as he looked at Su Fei.

The monk struggled to utter a few words, blood continuously flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Kid, once Shadow Kill Tower accepts a mission, they never let go."

"Xuan Zhen is an Earth Rank Killer from Shadow Kill Tower. Even if I fail, someone will come to kill you later."

After speaking, the monk bowed towards the east.

"Master, your unworthy disciple Xuan Zhen bids you farewell one last time."

"I regret it so much. If only I hadn't fought with my junior brother over a trivial matter back at Bore Temple; that's why I was expelled."

"If I hadn't been expelled from Bore Temple, how would I have joined Shadow Kill Tower and ended up like this?"

Su Fei glanced at the monk. He was a monk with a past.

But that had nothing to do with him.

He had heard of Bore Temple's reputation as well. It was a major Buddhist sect with considerable strength, its influence not below that of the White Lotus Sect.

"A rogue Grandmaster from Bore Temple. No wonder you could take one of my strikes and survive. Your Buddhist Body Refining Martial Art is quite interesting. In that case, I'll have to strike you down again."

The monk's head flew into the air, and his headless corpse knelt on the ground, still facing east.

Blood gushed out.

Su Fei sheathed his saber, didn't even glance at the corpse, and directly mounted his horse.

"Let's go."

He patted the horse's back, and the sound of hooves echoed again, treading on the blood and shattered flesh strewn across the ground.

He rode forward.

He left the town.

Not long after Su Fei left, several dark figures arrived.

They looked at the mess of corpses on the ground and fell silent.

"Su Fei did this? He's actually this strong."

"It's one thing that a bunch of Black Rank Killers died, but even Xuan Zhen, an Earth Rank Killer, is dead. Su Fei's strength is quite good for someone in the Grandmaster Realm."

"His profile says he's only eighteen. To have this combat power at eighteen years old, he's definitely not comparable to ordinary Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists. It seems he's not just anyone, but a Prodigy Martial Artist."

"If that's the case, then inform the White Lotus Sect that to kill such a Prodigy Martial Artist, they need to arrange for several Grandmasters. In short, they need to pay more."

"Fifty thousand taels of silver isn't enough. At least one hundred and fifty thousand taels will do."

"Understood."

At the White Lotus Sect headquarters, the White Lotus Sect Leader was somewhat angered upon learning that Shadow Kill Tower had increased the price.

He felt like they were toying with him.

However, after learning about the strength Su Fei had displayed, he pondered for a moment and agreed to the matter.

He knew Shadow Kill Tower's rules; they cared about money, not people.

After all, a prodigy like Su Fei, and an Imperial Guard at that, were natural enemies of the White Lotus Sect. If he wasn't killed early, the Sect Leader wouldn't be able to sleep soundly.

The following few days were quite peaceful.

Su Fei galloped his horse, only occasionally encountering a few bandits blocking the road to rob him.

Su Fei, adhering to the principle of acting on behalf of heaven, He was too lazy to even draw his saber, dispatching them with just his Finger Flicking Divine Ability.

One afternoon, it was a bit muggy.

Su Fei passed through a dense forest, and the scenery suddenly opened up before him.

A wide river lay across his path. The water was swift, but there was no bridge in sight.

"Looks like I'll need to find a ferry to cross the river."

Su Fei reined in his horse, preparing to search along the river for a crossing point, when he suddenly heard the sound of splashing water coming from upstream.

He saw a large, dark-canopied boat drifting downstream. The boat was wide, with shadowy sails, and it moved as steadily as if on flat ground in the swift river.

The boatman was a lean man, looking towards Su Fei.

Su Fei's brow twitched. What a coincidence, he had just arrived, and such a magnificent large boat appeared?

Before Su Fei could think further, the dark-canopied boat docked.

The cabin door opened, and a group of martial artists holding weapons filed out and disembarked.

In an instant, they surrounded Su Fei.

There were about thirty-four of them.

These people all exuded a killing aura, much like the assassins from the Shadow Kill Tower before.

In terms of martial cultivation, the majority were in the True Qi Realm, with about ten in the Xiantian Realm.

It seemed the Shadow Kill Tower had sent their elites.

At the front of the crowd stood three figures, their presence far surpassing the others; all were Grandmasters.

On the left was a sinister old man, dressed in green robes, holding a short blade in each hand. The blades glowed with a faint blue light, clearly coated in potent poison. His eyes, like a viper's, fixed on Su Fei, a cold smile playing on his lips.

In the middle stood a robust middle-aged man, eight feet tall, his upper body bare. His bronze muscles were coiled like iron. He held a twelve-foot spear, angled towards the ground, its tip glinting with a cold light.

Just standing there, he was like an iron tower, exuding a heavy pressure.

On the far right was a woman, wearing a fiery red mini-skirt. A butterfly with wings spread was tattooed on her fair legs, making her look youthful and beautiful.

But upon closer inspection, fine lines at the corners of her eyes betrayed her true age. She idly twirled a soft whip in her hand, its tip striking the ground. Her gaze was seductive, yet a hint of killing intent lurked in her eyes.

She sized up Su Fei, seeing his handsome features, and felt a flicker of impatience, licking her lips.

Su Fei dismounted, lazily glancing at the three.

"Shadow Kill Tower, gathering so many people in such a short time, your efficiency isn't bad."

"But with just these people, you think you can kill me? Are you really enough?"

The old man in green robes smiled, looking as if he had Su Fei cornered.

"Vice Thousand Households Commander Su, what big talk! You killed so many of our Shadow Kill Tower brothers, do you really think we're easy to bully?"

The woman in the red dress chuckled, her voice like pleasant bells, yet carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

"Vice Thousand Households Commander Su, so young and yet so skilled, and so handsome. Little sister truly hesitates to make a move, but alas, we took the White Lotus Sect's silver, so we must do their bidding."

The robust middle-aged man spoke, his voice like a booming bell.

"I am the Shadow Kill Tower's Earth Rank Killer, 'Spear Demon'. These are 'Blade Ghost' and 'Whip Girl'. Su Fei, today is your death day."

Needless to say, these were nicknames, not their real names.

Thirty-four assassins stepped forward simultaneously, the sound of weapons being drawn.

They advanced on Su Fei with palpable killing intent.

Su Fei slowly drew the Spring Embroidered Saber from his waist.

"Three Grandmasters. The Shadow Kill Tower has really spent a fortune this time. Unfortunately, it's still not enough. Why didn't a Heaven Rank Killer come?"

"Kid, you're arrogant, daring to look down on us."

The Spear Demon roared, launching the first attack.

He thrust his spear forward, its tip tearing through the air, carrying the force of collapsing mountains and cracking stones as it aimed straight for Su Fei's chest. The spear's wind kicked up debris from the ground, condensing into a phantom stone spear in mid-air.

Blade Ghost moved with ethereal grace, his dual blades weaving, creating two faint blue arcs. Poisonous smoke filled the air, blocking Su Fei's escape routes. Wherever the blade light passed, even the air took on a strange blackish-green hue.

Whip Girl flicked her wrist, and the soft whip shot out like a viper, whistling through the air as it coiled around Su Fei's neck. The barbs on the whip's tip gleamed with cold light.

Simultaneously, she lightly tapped the ground with her foot, intending to restrain Su Fei with her whip.