Cleaning Failure!

Ye Jingchen frowned tightly. The other party's words sounded like an admission, but upon closer examination, they were full of holes.

What "Extreme Path Point-Adding," what "Blood Slaughter in All Directions was the Extreme Path"—it all sounded convincing, yet it was impossible to tell truth from lies.

Still, regardless of whether Wang Xuan's claims about his talent were true, his actions would not lie.

The intelligence report stated that Yu Jinghong had been killed the moment he descended. The other party had already possessed considerable combat strength then. It was not difficult to guess why—many stat-allocation talents came with a certain number of initial points upon awakening.

"But..." Ye Jingchen muttered inwardly, I got the details of his talent so easily. Isn't this too much of a joke?

He shook his head. "Forget it. I'll report the intelligence. What happens afterward has nothing to do with me."

Just as he was about to make his move, he saw a dark short spike appear in Wang Xuan's hand. It danced up and down between his fingers as though alive.

"No way?" Wang Xuan teased. "You don't seriously think you can learn about my talent without paying a price and still walk away in one piece, do you?"

As he spoke, he pulled a string of Storage Bags from his clothes and gave them a shake. Their golden threads reflected a blinding glare beneath the sunlight.

"I actually love seeing you all swarm over to kill me. Ever since I entered this world, I've barely needed to search everywhere for martial arts, because you keep delivering them to my doorstep in batches—martial arts, weapons, True Qi, blood qi, and Slaughter Points! You're practically my personal gods of wealth. In just a few days, I'm nearly stuffed."

Ye Jingchen's face darkened. This was the first time he had been mocked by a target while carrying out a mission.

Whenever they had cleaned up Players in the past, which one had not trembled in fear?

The most troublesome cases had merely required them to chase and corner them like cats hunting mice. He had never felt this powerless before.

His thoughts raced, and he simply steeled himself. The True Qi within his body instantly turned violent, like two uncontrollable dragons colliding within his meridians.

In an instant, several bloody holes burst open across his body with crackling pops. Streams of blood shot out, flying four or five zhang before blasting small pits through the dirt and stones.

"Fuck!" Wang Xuan was startled inwardly. He had not expected the other party to act so decisively.

He drew his hand holding the Storage Bags forward, and the surging Energy Absorption Technique force field directly sucked Ye Jingchen's body over.

But with a sweep of his divine sense, he found that the man had already breathed his last. He was dead beyond doubt.

"I only showed off a little. Did you really have to die your way out of the Plot World?" Wang Xuan was speechless. "The Royal Clan sure knew how to have fun."

As for the other party taking the intelligence about Extreme Path Point-Adding out with him, Wang Xuan did not care in the slightest. He did not have a stat-allocation talent anyway, nor did he need any points.

The Energy Absorption Technique circulated. Ye Jingchen was drained dry, and another Storage Bag fell into Wang Xuan's embrace. Several new martial arts appeared on the System Panel, the most eye-catching being two: [Emperor's Qi-Gazing Technique] and [Black Heaven Book].

"Son of Heaven Qi Observation, killing men with a smile... Black Heaven, Ominous, leaving calamity for three generations..." Wang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately maxed out the Emperor's Qi-Gazing Technique on the System Panel.

In an instant, a cool sensation poured in through the crown of his head, clearing his mind and cleansing his thoughts. Not a single distracting thought arose, and his heart became still as water.

He looked inward at his five viscera and six bowels, his eight extraordinary meridians, observing the rise and fall of his blood and qi, the flow of True Qi, the waxing and waning of yin and yang, hidden and revealed pathways, the vast depths of his qi sea, and the completeness, strength, and weakness of his own aura. Everything lay within his grasp.

When he opened his eyes and looked out, heaven and earth had changed completely.

Azure, crimson, yellow, white, and black qi flowed through heaven and earth, corresponding to the Five Elements, the four seasons, and the eight directions.

The gathering and dispersal of cloud qi, the favorable or adverse colors of the wind, signs preceding thunder and lightning, and omens of cloud and sunshine all entered his sight. This was the celestial aspect.

Looking down again, he could see the course of the Dragon Veins, the rise and fall of earth qi, the gathering and dispersal of baleful qi, prosperity and decline, fortune and misfortune, mountains and rivers, and the heights and lows of the terrain at a glance. This was the terrain.

"Unfortunately..." Wang Xuan said helplessly, "when observing the Three Talents, aside from examining myself, there's no one else for me to take a look at."

He looked around. The mountain forest was empty; there was not even a human shadow in sight.

Had he killed too ruthlessly? He had not even left behind a disposable test subject for his new martial art.

The Emperor's Qi-Gazing Technique was indeed powerful. After raising it to the limit this world could withstand, he could clearly sense a breeze passing in the distance—and that breeze would knock eighteen leaves from the trees.

This feeling of grasping everything through changes in nature was remarkably novel.

Foretelling wind and rain, earthquakes, tides, and changes in the seasons; reading qi to discern fortune and misfortune, blessings and disasters, success and failure, the rise and decline of Fortune; becoming one with heaven and man, using his body to merge with the qi of heaven and earth, every movement and stillness secretly aligning with the Great Dao—such was the power of this Divine Arts.

Second floor of the Heavens Tower, a pure white space.

Ye Xianxian's expression was grim. Quite a few people already stood before him. Besides the numb-faced Servant Players, there were several Royal Clan Players with their heads lowered and their faces ashen.

The atmosphere had sunk to freezing point. These people had been killed out of the Plot World and lost every God-Splitting Spike they held. Such a blunder was not something they could accept, nor were they capable of bearing the punishment from above.

"Utter trash!" Ye Xianxian's gaze was as sharp as a blade as it swept over the people before him. "You went to clean up the target, yet Chu Lingtian was killed out by that very target with a God-Splitting Spike. He's thrown away all the face of the Chu Clan Royal Clan!"

He paused, his tone growing even colder. "And you still want to lessen your punishment? Hmph. This time, the Chu Clan will likely strip Chu Lingtian of his sword dao talent. As for the rest of you, wait for your sentences to be increased!"

The Royal Clan members looked terrible, but none dared utter a word.

Just then, another phantom slowly solidified. Someone else had been killed out of the Plot World.

Ye Jingchen seemed not yet to have recovered from the agony of his reversed True Qi and exploding body. His expression was somewhat dazed.

Suddenly, a stern, gloomy face leaned close to his own. It startled him into shuddering, and his mind spun at high speed as he immediately understood his situation.

"Director!" Ye Jingchen hurriedly said. "I brought back intelligence about the target!"

He immediately recounted his guesses and his conversation with Wang Xuan in full.

He did not dare conceal even the slightest detail, nor did he embellish anything.

After hearing him out, Ye Xianxian's expression eased slightly.

He had always taken some care of the younger members of his own clan. He had thought Ye Jingchen would also be killed out in disgrace, yet there had been an unexpected gain.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he patted Ye Jingchen on the shoulder.

"Not bad. An Extreme Path Point-Adding talent... Though we don't know how much of it is true, at least we can give those above an explanation. Bringing out this intelligence is already quite an accomplishment."

After speaking, his expression returned to normal. He quickly opened the System Panel and rapidly entered a line into the mission log:

"Target can no longer be opposed by force; the situation is untenable. Execute the Final Ordinance for cleanup and prepare the follow-up work."

After entering it, he raised his head and looked into the depths of the pure white space, his gaze deep and cold.

"Extreme Path Point-Adding... Slaughter Points..." Ye Xianxian murmured. "If that's really the case, then his growth rate makes sense."