Big Dipper Seven Stars

Ning Xiaochuan and Treasure Pearl Earth Treasury both used secret arts to conceal their cultivation and alter their appearances. They looked like two ordinary cultivators of the Worldly Detachment Realm and did not draw the white-haired old man's attention.

Swish, swish!

The white-haired old man walked to the Wordless Monument and directly carved words into it with his finger. His finger trembled with astonishing speed, like a carving knife.

When the white-haired old man withdrew his finger, only a pile of stone dust remained on the ground, while a line of words had appeared on the Wordless Monument:

"One hundred thousand Earth-Grade Profound Stones!"

Beside that line, he had also inscribed a small character: "Lin."

That was the surname the white-haired old man had left behind.

The white-haired old man turned around and glanced at Ning Xiaochuan and the other, letting out a hoarse, cold laugh. "Young people, this old man advises you to seek another assassin organization. The assassins of the Godslayer Ranking are not people you can afford to hire."

In the white-haired old man's eyes, Ning Xiaochuan and Treasure Pearl Earth Treasury's cultivations were far too low, and they did not look like people with any great backing.

Even if such people spent every scrap of their wealth, they would not be able to meet the Godslayer Ranking's contact person.

Ning Xiaochuan said, "Senior, you seem to be meddling too much!"

The white-haired old man's cultivation was formidable. Though he had deliberately concealed his aura, the Sky-Crossing Void Walk divine ability he had displayed earlier already revealed strength at the level of a Celestial Venerable.

A mere Worldly Detachment Realm cultivator dared speak to a Celestial Venerable in such a manner? The white-haired old man's eyes narrowed, and a strand of divine sense surged from his body