Ambush Assassination! [Seeking Flowers, Collections, and Reviews!]

"More Fierce Beast materials?"

As an employee of the Beast Treasure Pavilion carried a large bag of Fierce Beast materials toward the truck, Zhang Hengde, who had been lurking in the shadows to protect Su Xiaobai, grew puzzled once again.

He had been watching Su Xiaobai for so long.

Every day, Su Xiaobai did nothing but eat, drink, and have fun... Cultivation? What even was that?!

Zhang Hengde had never seen any trace of cultivation from Su Xiaobai!

That alone was enough to baffle him.

Yet the appearance of the Beast Treasure Pavilion only deepened Zhang Hengde's confusion.

Su Xiaobai hadn't even cultivated, let alone fought Fierce Beasts... but somehow, the people from the Beast Treasure Pavilion kept hauling huge bundles out of Su Xiaobai's home, leaving Zhang Hengde utterly perplexed!

"What the hell is this kid up to?"

Zhang Hengde couldn't understand.

Su Xiaobai was a genius, no doubt.

But what kind of genius was forged by eating, drinking, and having fun all day?

Even the favored sons of those great families had to put in the hard work and practice, didn't they?

But Su Xiaobai was just too ridiculous—from start to finish, he'd never been seen meditating cross-legged or training... Could he be secretly practicing alone in his room?

Meanwhile, in the shadows on the other side, another figure was also concealed.

This person was tall and lean, with a pale complexion and prominent cheekbones. His half-lidded eyes seemed listless and weak... but if Zhang Hengde noticed him now, he would instantly recognize him—it was none other than the infamous assassin of Base No. 7, Madman Drake!

Madman Drake.

An Advanced Warrior.

His most impressive feat was, at the Advanced Warrior realm, successfully assassinating a Beginner Martial Master target!

That single job made his name resound throughout the entire assassination world!

It also made him a wanted man by both the government and the great families.

But assassins were always elusive; unless a Martial Marshal personally hunted them down, there was no way to track their whereabouts... And figures like Martial Marshals, lofty as clouds in the sky, were too busy with their own affairs to bother with small fry like him.

Since then, Drake had specialized in taking on extremely high-difficulty contracts.

So much so that the industry had dubbed him a madman!

This contract, he hadn't wanted to take at first.

But after hearing the client's description, Madman Drake became intensely interested.

Seventeen years old, Senior Quasi-Warrior, mastering two Microscopic Level Techniques.

This was a rare, true genius!

To personally snuff out such a genius, the sense of accomplishment... just thinking about it made Madman Drake's blood thrill!

So he took the job.

But the information provided was limited: seventeen, Senior Quasi-Warrior, surname Su.

The rest, Drake had to investigate himself.

After several days of running around, he had locked onto five targets.

The first four, he had already confirmed—almost all of them were ordinary people with no aura fluctuations whatsoever... After all, someone who could reach Quasi-Warrior at seventeen could already be called a genius; how many could there really be?

Now, he needed to verify the fifth target.

If even this target didn't match, Drake would have to go back and have a serious talk with that "rat" who provided the intel—about whether to cut off an arm or an ear!

"Hm?"

Just then, Su Xiaobai walked out, seeing off the Beast Treasure Pavilion staff.

The moment Su Xiaobai appeared, Madman Drake's pupils abruptly contracted!

He noticed.

Su Xiaobai's gait was heavy and solid.

His breathing was even, perfectly natural.

Though he looked like a youth, his muscles were exceptionally firm!

Even from such a distance, Madman Drake couldn't sense Su Xiaobai's aura, but everything about him matched the physical standards of a Quasi-Warrior!

"That's him, no doubt!"

Madman Drake could confirm in an instant—this person before him was his target!

Seventeen, Senior Quasi-Warrior... it was real after all!

Without a moment's hesitation, Madman Drake immediately pulled out something like a bone flute from his waist.

He slowly inserted a needle coated with deadly poison, his eyes fixed intently on Su Xiaobai.

"To see such a genius die in agony before my eyes... what pure delight!"

Madman Drake bared a cruel smile.

He placed the bone flute to his lips, then surged his inner spiritual energy.

His target was locked on firmly.

Pfft!

With a sudden blow, a barely perceptible glint of cold light streaked through the air!

In almost an instant, the poison-coated dart had already arrived before Su Xiaobai.

The spot it was about to pierce was Su Xiaobai's neck.

Once struck, the lethal venom would instantly seep into Su Xiaobai's internal organs. Su Xiaobai would collapse, foam at the mouth, convulse all over, and die a painful death as the poison took hold!

"Damn it!!!"

Zhang Hengde, who had been watching closely, caught it in that split second.

He was an Intermediate Martial Master, a full major realm above Madman Drake. His sharp reflexes let his eyes track the dart's presence in an instant.

Yet, aside from his face twisting in shock, Zhang Hengde could do nothing!

It came too abruptly, too suddenly.

There was absolutely no warning!

In that instant, Zhang Hengde's mind had already conjured Su Xiaobai's fate—death!

But right at this critical moment, Su Xiaobai jerked his head up. An intangible sense of crisis drove him to activate Adamantine Body immediately!

Ding!

The dart struck Su Xiaobai's neck, now faintly shimmering gold, making him look like an arhat. It could not penetrate a single hair further and snapped on the spot!

"What?!"

The man, who had been brimming with confidence, waiting for Su Xiaobai to die from the poison and ready to enjoy the show, was left utterly dumbfounded at the sight. His whole being was stunned!