A Genius Assassin Boy

"I don't know."

Jiang Chen furrowed his brow. "Then who are you?"

"An assassin!"

At that moment, Jiang Chen was shaken to the core. The person who had wanted him dead had actually hired an assassin.

"Tell me who wanted me dead, and I can still spare your life."

A glimmer of hope suddenly lit up in the boy's ashen eyes, but it quickly faded. He could feel that his body had been ruined beyond repair. It would be difficult to recover, and besides, he knew nothing about his employer.

From the day he became an assassin, he had been prepared to die. He just hadn't expected that day to come so soon—or that he would die at the hands of a child.

He shook his head again. "I can't access any information about my employer. Don't waste your time."

As he spoke, his face suddenly twisted into a grimace. "After I die, even more powerful assassins will come for you. You won't escape. Once we set our sights on you, there's only one fate waiting for you: death!"

A surge of anger welled up in Jiang Chen's heart. He didn't care how powerful these assassins were. At worst, he could hide in Holy Soul Village and let Tang Hao smash every last one of them to death. But having his life threatened like this felt awful.

And whoever had been so malicious, he had to drag them out into the open and repay them a hundredfold!

He looked at the boy sprawled on the ground before him, his gaze turning cold. "If you won't tell me, I have other ways to find out."

Under the boy's horrified gaze, Jiang Chen transformed again. His eyes turned pitch-black, and two sharp fangs jutted from his wide-open mouth as he moved closer.

"Y-you... what are you going to do?"

No matter how much he had once treated life with indifference, now that he was the one facing death, he still couldn't escape the fear in his heart.

Jiang Chen said nothing more. As the boy watched in terror, he opened his mouth and sank his teeth straight into the boy's neck...

Chapter 17: A Genius Assassin Boy

This was his first time biting someone, but he had no choice. If he wanted to find out who was trying to kill him, this was the only way.

His Corpse Poison was not only intensely lethal; it could also turn other living creatures into his puppets.

That was what had happened to the Little Black Sparrow. It was just that the Little Black Sparrow was a relatively low-level corpse puppet.

Though he had no experience biting people, he had the memories of the previous generation of Zombies. Once he turned someone into a Zombie, the difference in bloodline rank would suppress them. As long as their strength wasn't much greater than his, he still had a chance to control them.

His sharp teeth pierced the boy's skin and severed an artery. At that moment, Jiang Chen's soul stirred, as if something had awakened within him.

Back when he had secretly tasted forbidden fruit and drunk the blood of poultry, he had already found it delicious. Now, the blood gushing from the boy's neck was like a shot of adrenaline.

To his senses, the blood tasted like celestial nectar, overflowing with irresistible allure.

He couldn't control himself. He gulped it down, swallowing mouthful after mouthful. As the blood filled his stomach, he felt as if he had eaten an immortal pill. His own blood boiled, as if cheering, and he felt as though he were floating on air.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen, immersed in the frenzy of blood, froze. He felt a vast flood of memories appear in his mind, all of them about the boy.

The boy's memories, from childhood onward, were carried into Jiang Chen's mind through his blood.

Jiang Chen began to come to his senses. He had been drinking for a long time.

The boy's eyes were wide with terror, his face pale as paper, and the signs of life in his body were gradually fading. Jiang Chen hurriedly pulled away.

He had almost—almost killed the boy. If he bit someone to death, they would become nothing but a walking corpse after turning into a Zombie. That wasn't the kind of Zombie he needed.