Chapter Twenty: Sneak Attack and Assassination! [Please Send Flowers, Collect, and Review!]

"More Fierce Beast Materials?"

When an employee of Beast Treasure Pavilion carried a large bag of Fierce Beast Materials toward the truck, Zhang Hengde, who had been protecting him from the shadows, grew puzzled again.

He had been watching over Su Xiaobai for so long.

Every day, Su Xiaobai did nothing but eat, drink, have fun, and eat, drink, and have fun... Cultivate? What the hell was cultivation?!

Zhang Hengde had never seen even the slightest trace of cultivation on Su Xiaobai!

That alone had been enough to puzzle Zhang Hengde.

Yet the appearance of Beast Treasure Pavilion had added to Zhang Hengde's confusion.

Su Xiaobai had never even cultivated, let alone fought Fierce Beasts... But every time, the people from Beast Treasure Pavilion could carry large bundles of things out of Su Xiaobai's home. Zhang Hengde truly could not make head or tail of it!

"What kind of medicine is this guy selling in his gourd?"

Zhang Hengde did not understand.

Su Xiaobai was a genius, that much was certain.

But what kind of genius could be trained by eating, drinking, and having fun every day?

Even the favored sons of those great lineages still had to put in hard work and painstakingly train, right?

But Su Xiaobai was simply too outrageous. From beginning to end, Zhang Hengde had never seen him sit cross-legged in cultivation or practice his techniques... Could it be that he secretly hid in his room and trained alone?

At the same time, in the shadows on the other side, another person was concealed there.

This person was tall and slender, with a pale complexion, prominent cheekbones, and a pair of half-lidded eyes that made him look weak and listless... But if Zhang Hengde had noticed him at this moment, he would certainly have recognized him at a glance. This was none other than the infamous assassin within Base No. —Madman Drake!

Madman Drake.

An Advanced Warrior.

His most impressive achievement was successfully assassinating and killing a Beginner Martial Master while only at the Advanced Warrior realm!

That job had made him famous throughout the entire assassination world!

It had also made him a wanted criminal pursued by the government and the great lineages.

Assassins had always been elusive, though. Unless a Martial Marshal personally searched for them, there was no way to find their traces... A Martial Marshal was an existence high above the clouds, too busy with their own affairs to spare time for a minor character like this.

After that, Drake specialized in accepting extremely high-difficulty jobs.

To the point that the industry eventually called him a madman!

He had not wanted to accept this job at first.

But after hearing the client's description, Madman Drake developed a strong interest.

Seventeen years old, a Senior Quasi-Warrior, and proficient in two Microscopic Level Techniques.

This was a genuine genius rarely seen in a hundred years!

The sense of accomplishment from personally erasing such a genius... Madman Drake felt it was unparalleled just thinking about it!

Thus, he accepted the job.

The other party had provided limited information: seventeen years old, a Senior Quasi-Warrior, and surnamed Su.

The rest required Drake to investigate himself.

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

He had basically confirmed the previous targets. Almost without exception, they were ordinary people with not the slightest ripple of aura about them... After all, anyone who could step into the Quasi-Warrior realm at seventeen could already be called a genius. How many could there be?

And now, he had to confirm the fifth target.

If even this target did not fit, Drake would have to return and have a good talk with the "rat" who had provided the information—whether to cut off an arm or an ear!

"Hm?"

Just then, Su Xiaobai walked out and saw off the people from Beast Treasure Pavilion.

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

He noticed it.

Su Xiaobai's gait was heavy and solid.

His breathing was even and perfectly natural.

Although he looked like a youth, the muscles throughout his body were exceptionally sturdy!

Even though they were too far apart for Madman Drake to sense Su Xiaobai's aura, everything conformed to the physical standards of a Quasi-Warrior!

"That's him!"

Madman Drake could determine almost instantly that the person before him was the target he had to hunt!

Seventeen years old, a Senior Quasi-Warrior... It was true!

Without the slightest hesitation, Madman Drake immediately pulled something resembling a Bone Flute from his waist.

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

"To watch such a genius die in agony before me... How delightful!"

Madman Drake revealed a cruel smile.

He placed the Bone Flute to his lips, and spiritual energy surged within his body.

His target was locked on tight.

Pffft!

He blew fiercely, and a barely visible streak of cold light flashed through the air!

Almost in an instant, the poisoned Poison Needle had arrived before Su Xiaobai.

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

Once struck, the deadly poison would instantly seep into Su Xiaobai's internal organs. Su Xiaobai would collapse, foam at the mouth, and convulse all over, until he died in agony as the poison took effect!

"This is bad!!!"

Zhang Hengde, who had been watching intently, noticed it at this instant.

He was an Intermediate Martial Master, more than one major realm above Madman Drake. His swift reaction allowed his eyes to catch sight of the Poison Needle in the blink of an eye.

Yet aside from his expression changing drastically, Zhang Hengde could do nothing!

It had come too abruptly—too suddenly.

There had been no warning at all!

In almost an instant, Zhang Hengde's mind had already pictured Su Xiaobai's fate—death!

But at this critical moment, Su Xiaobai suddenly raised his head. An invisible sense of danger made him use Adamantine Body directly!

Clang!

After the Poison Needle struck Su Xiaobai's neck, which shimmered with a faint golden light and made him resemble an Arhat, it could advance no further and snapped on the spot!

"What?!"

Madman Drake, who had been brimming with confidence, waiting for Su Xiaobai to be poisoned to death and preparing to enjoy the show, was utterly dumbfounded when he saw this. His eyes bulged, and his entire body froze in shock!