Secret Passage

"A saber technique, huh..."

Chu Qing had never thought he'd reach the peak of swordplay, but he also hadn't expected a saber technique to appear so soon.

And it was this Blood Saber Technique...

The next moment, all the profound mysteries within the saber technique were fully integrated into his mind.

It was filled with various tips and tricks for wielding a saber, as well as the stances and moves of the technique.

At the same time, Chu Qing felt that warm sensation spread through his body again, which only subsided after a while.

"Blood Saber Technique... It comes from the Blood Saber Scripture of the Blood Saber Sect.

"I only got the technique itself, not the internal cultivation method from the Blood Saber Scripture.

"That's fine, though... I have my own internal energy to use."

Chu Qing let out a soft breath, feeling this wasn't a bad thing.

Trying to bite off more than you can chew only applied to normal people; he was a cheat and didn't fall into that category.

Moreover, as an assassin, there were times when he couldn't choose his weapon.

When infiltrating and assassinating, swords couldn't be brought into many places, so he could only adapt to local conditions and use whatever weapons were available.

Now that he had this saber technique, he had an extra means of dealing with enemies in combat.

If he encountered a situation where he didn't have a sword, he could still use the saber technique.

Of course, compared to saber techniques, if he could acquire martial arts like fist techniques, palm techniques, finger techniques, or leg techniques that didn't require weapons, that would naturally be even better.

Chu Qing felt a sense of anticipation for certain martial arts in his heart, but he could only wait for them to slowly unlock later.

Settling his thoughts, he sat cross-legged and slowly circulated his energy.

His Purple Mist Ruoxu Scripture was currently at the seventh level and still required continued effort.

Although he had temporarily severed his entanglement with the Mirror of Sin.

Those people were like hounds with keen noses, and it was hard to say when they would make a comeback. Now that he was safe, he naturally had to cultivate diligently.

Although cultivating the Purple Mist Ruoxu Scripture was much more difficult than the original Ruoxu Scripture, it would likely take several months to advance another level.

Furthermore, it was hard to say if he would unlock another internal cultivation method in a few months, causing his internal energy to undergo another significant leap forward.

But every bit of foundation he strengthened would not be in vain.

Even the current Purple Mist Ruoxu Scripture, if he hadn't raised the original Ruoxu Scripture to the fourth level, even if he had obtained the Purple Mist Divine Skill, the fusion wouldn't have resulted in his current level.

So, he couldn't relax in the slightest.

Besides that, he had something to take care of tomorrow.

He had used that Sleeve Arrow back at Falling Rain Hall, and he needed to find a way to get another one to replace it.

That thing was actually very useful.

The guy from the Seven Iron Horse Thieves only used it as a last resort to beg for mercy and save his life, but he didn't realize that using it suddenly during a fight made it even harder to guard against.

Tang Yinfeng's Blood Transformation Divine Palm practically had the words 'this palm technique is problematic' carved on its forehead. How could Chu Qing possibly confront him head-on?

Using this Sleeve Arrow to break the situation not only forced him back, allowing him and Wu Qianhuan to escape Falling Rain Hall, but it also poisoned him.

It couldn't have worked out better.

"Good stuff, I need to get more arrows as backup."

Chu Qing was an assassin. Assassins didn't ask about methods; as long as they could kill, any method was a good method.

Only martial heroes would fight people openly and fairly.

The storm of that night, for Chu Qing, had temporarily come to an end.

But for others, it was just the beginning.

Inside Falling Rain Hall.

Wu Qianhuan had already entered the secret door in Tang Xi's room.

She was currently sitting in a room, flipping through the letters on the bookshelf.

The more she read, the darker her expression became.

The letters were full of evidence of Falling Rain Hall and the Valley of Ten Thousand Nights colluding with each other, interspersed with their arrogant boasts about what they would do after breaking through Heavenly Dance City.

Especially that scoundrel Tang Xi, who had written a lot of filthy and disgusting content in the letters, making Wu Qianhuan feel that killing him had been too quick.

He should have been sliced into a thousand pieces!

But who would have thought that someone who usually appeared so proper would be so repulsive behind the scenes?

As she was reading through the letters one by one, a Heavenly Dance Guard came to report:

"Miss, we've finished searching here. We found a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, and various weapons, but the inventory hasn't been completed yet.

"In addition, we found over a dozen previously missing civilians in the tunnel.

"Also... this secret passage is very long and leads all the way out of the city to Cicada Forest."

"Cicada Forest..."

Wu Qianhuan nodded thoughtfully. There had always been strange rumors about Cicada Forest. It was said that people had seen unclean things in the woods, which was why no one dared to approach it easily.

Even though the City Lord's Mansion had sent the Heavenly Dance Guards to search several times and confirmed it was just a rumor... the common people didn't believe it. No matter how much you tried to persuade them, they would never dare to take a single step inside.

Thinking of this, she was about to speak when she saw Wu Ganqi dragging Tang Yinfeng over, one hand holding the blood-stained purple-gold Xingtian Axe, the other hand treating him like a dead dog.

Tonight's battle ended silently. Liu Shijie was the first to be struck down by Wu Ganqi's axe. Tang Yinfeng managed to struggle a bit, but it was only a little.

He had been poisoned, and most of his internal energy was being used to suppress the potent toxin in his body.

The fact that he could still fight Wu Ganqi under these circumstances showed that he indeed had some skill.

It was worth noting that during their fight, Wu Ganqi didn't see him use the Hate Heart Demonic Art... He speculated that only Tang Xi had cultivated the Hate Heart Demonic Art.

Wu Ganqi flung him onto the ground and looked at Wu Qianhuan.

"Any discoveries?"

Wu Qianhuan stood up, her expression blank.

"Father, the secret passage leads to Cicada Forest. They want to use this secret passage to bring the Valley of Ten Thousand Nights into Heavenly Dance City and attack us from both inside and out to break our city!"

Wu Ganqi smiled, not showing any anger, and merely looked at Tang Yinfeng on the ground, whose meridians were broken and was completely unable to move.

"Old Tang, since you entered my Heavenly Dance City, I believe I haven't treated you poorly.

"Now, this scheme of yours, coordinating from inside and out, truly leaves me bewildered.

"What exactly was the purpose of your actions?"

Even now, Wu Ganqi remained amiable.

Tang Yinfeng smiled upon hearing this.

"The world bustles for gain, and the world rushes for gain.

"All I seek is fame and fortune.

"The Valley of Ten Thousand Nights promised me that if this succeeded, Heavenly Dance City would belong to me.

"Tell me, is this risk worth taking?"

"It is."

Wu Ganqi spoke decisively.

"But that's not enough!

"Your appetite can't swallow my Heavenly Dance City, and you don't have the qualifications to challenge the Valley of Ten Thousand Nights after they destroy my Heavenly Dance City.

"Old Tang, you're not a fool, and don't treat me like an idiot.

"Where exactly does your confidence come from?

"Where did this demonic art of yours come from?

"Who... who exactly are you?"

Tang Yinfeng's expression remained unchanged as he looked at Wu Ganqi.

"I dare to speak, do you dare to listen?"

Wu Ganqi smiled.

"Your words certainly pique my curiosity. Speak freely, I'm all ears."