One-Sword Instant Kill, and You're the Strongest Sequence?

"Xiaoyu's safety is the top priority. The sequences the Spirit Cult has been sending are getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid Xiaoyun won't be able to handle them."

The more Liu Ming spoke, the tighter his brow furrowed.

Because he could not figure out why the Spirit Cult was so determined to target Su Yu.

Or rather... they actually knew very little about the Spirit Cult. The Special Department had no idea what the Spirit Cult was truly trying to accomplish with all this.

The Special Department only knew that they were accumulating contribution points, and that they were killing Su Yu because he would provide them with more contribution points.

But...

Could it really be that simple?

If it were purely for contribution points, they would not be this organized or disciplined. The people they sent were stronger each time. They had to have some other purpose for killing Su Yu.

It was just that... the lower ranks of the Spirit Cult probably did not know this purpose. They needed to find a way to capture someone higher up in the Spirit Cult and interrogate them.

Liu Ming frowned deeply and slowly said:

"Have headquarters send people over faster. I have a bad feeling about this. Also... if possible, have the people headquarters sends over assume an identity and make an appearance at your sword dojo."

"They're stronger. Perhaps they can discover whether your old dojo master is a mysterious expert."

"If they find the mysterious expert, make sure to recruit him!"

Southern Cang City.

Inside an ordinary apartment building, yellow-orange lights flickered. A bearded, unkempt man in grease-stained clothes sat on a bed with his eyes tightly shut. Waves of heart-pounding aura occasionally emanated from him.

There was no doubt about it.

He was a third-tier sequence wielder.

And a third-tier sequence wielder who needed to cultivate. At the very least, that meant his sequence had been born from himself, rather than forcibly bestowed upon him by Them.

Beside him, a soul drifted about restlessly. It seemed anxious, constantly muttering things like, "Why?" Its eyes could not help turning toward the priest sitting there, and it finally spoke up. "Lord Priest, the building assistant priest who went to replace me was also killed by that mysterious expert. Why... aren't we using Su Xing, our trump card?"

"Hehe, don't be impatient."

The priest slightly opened his eyes and glanced at Li Kong, who was floating about. He waved his right hand, signaling him to calm down. After thinking for a moment, the priest took out a special internal Spirit Cult phone and said:

"Li Kong, there are some matters that assistant priests like you are not meant to know."

"While it's true that we need you to kill Su Yu, it is not for contribution points. Killing Su Yu is merely meant to ensure the success of this matter. Su Xing is our second trump card, so there is no need to use him so early."

"And... the mysterious expert's rate of growth makes me truly unwilling to keep antagonizing him."

After hearing the priest's words, Li Kong did not know what to say for a moment.

Just as the priest had said, there were matters that assistant priests like them were not meant to know. If he did not even know what they were doing, what right did he have to comment?

Seeing the displeased look on Li Kong's face, the priest smiled lightly. "If you are still dissatisfied with my answer, I can call the high priest. I happen to want to ask what he thinks of this matter as well."

Upon hearing the title of high priest, Li Kong immediately lowered his head.

Although he wanted the high priest to speak up for him, or refute the priest's views, he absolutely could not say such things directly. The priest was only one rank above him, so he could vent a few complaints. But the high priest was someone he could not even meet in his daily life. Before such a person, he had to show the proper respect.

Seeing Li Kong's reaction, the priest smiled and shook his head. He lightly pressed a button on his phone, and a soft series of beeps sounded.

Not long after, the other side answered.

"Cha Cheng, why are you contacting me so suddenly?"

The responder's voice was somewhat hoarse, rough enough to grate unpleasantly against the ears. But Cha Cheng paid it no mind and merely said apologetically:

"My deepest apologies, Lord High Priest. There have been some developments in the south."

Cha Cheng then recounted everything that had happened during this period in full detail. The high priest was silent for a long time before clicking his tongue and saying:

"The other high priests don't know about this, do they?"

"They don't. After Assistant Priest Li Kong told me about it, I immediately concealed the matter."

"Hehe, well done. You handled this very well. I will definitely apply to the vice bishop for Them to bestow Their blessing upon you afterward!"

"Since the others do not know about this, prioritize your own safety. The other high priests will surely continue sending people to kill Su Yu. Then we can see what that mysterious expert is truly capable of. As for you, do not get involved in this matter anymore. When the time comes, simply bring Su Xing back to the Spirit Cult."

"Yes."

Li Kong listened to their conversation from the side, utterly confused.

But he did understand two things.

First, the high priest approved of the priest's actions. Just as the priest had said before, they were killing Su Yu only because Su Yu would affect something they were doing. It was not that Su Yu absolutely had to die. Now that they had Su Xing as a puppet and thus had a trump card, there was no longer any need to pursue Su Yu to the bitter end.

Second, the Spirit Cult he served was not a united front at all. Or rather, it had an absurd number of factions. If not for this incident, Li Kong would never have known that the high priests were openly and secretly competing with one another.

Once he understood these two things,

he shut his mouth as well. Since the high priest had made the decision, he was not even permitted to voice doubts. After all... the high priest was nowhere near as good-natured as Lord Priest.

The next day, early morning.

Su Xing groggily climbed out of bed. Yawning, he walked into the bathroom and began washing up. In the mirror, Su Xing looked utterly bleary-eyed, clearly having slept poorly.

Last night,

after returning from killing someone,

he had still felt unable to burn off all his energy. So he took his sword outside and practiced until very, very late. It was almost dawn when he finally fell asleep in a haze. After sleeping only two or three hours, he woke up again.

There was no helping it. His long-standing habit of going to bed early and waking early had given him an unshakable body clock.

After washing up, Su Xing hung his towel on the rack. He then walked out of his room and looked at today's schedule, thinking to himself, Nice. Four classes today.

Four classes meant four Sword Dao points. Together with the two Sword Dao points he had left over, that made a full six points. He could raise [Sword Breathing] by two levels immediately. But Su Xing did not plan to do that yet. He intended to save up for another two days, then raise [Sword Breathing] to lv6 or evolve it directly.

That would save more time than upgrading it one level at a time.

Su Xing rubbed his eyes. Once he felt considerably more awake, he casually grabbed a piece of bread, tore open the wrapper, and headed toward the dojo's training hall while eating.

However,

when Su Xing was only halfway there,

he suddenly heard conversation coming from the training hall. There were two women, two men, and an old man. Two of them seemed to be outsiders. One voice sounded rather familiar to Su Xing, though he could not recall who it belonged to for the moment. The other was a female voice he had never heard before.

Su Xing paused, then stepped forward with his right foot and entered the training hall.

Sunlight streamed through the windows and fell over Su Xing, warming him and dispelling the last traces of drowsiness. When the people sitting cross-legged in the training hall saw him appear, all their gazes shifted toward him.

Su Xing looked around.

Only then did he spot the two outsiders besides Su Yu, Dojo Master Li, and Shen Ruyun.

One was Teacher Li, Li Yu. The other was a petite girl, no more than about one-sixty tall, wearing a pink dress and holding a blue booklet that looked like a roll call register. She was probably a teacher too, at least on the surface.

The moment she heard footsteps, the girl turned her gaze toward Su Xing. She carefully examined his handsome face and every muscle on his body.

But Su Xing did not look much at the girl. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on Li Yu.

Honestly, when he had first met Li Yu, he had not sensed anything strange about Teacher Li at all. But this time, he could clearly feel Li Yu's eyes fixed on him, stirring an odd feeling within Su Xing.

Sure enough, Teacher Li Yu was one of them as well.

Su Xing smiled, walked forward in a few strides, and said:

"Teacher Li, isn't there still some time before the two months are up?"

"Why are you here again? And you didn't have Xiaoyu notify me in advance."

"Teacher Li, isn't there still some time before the two months are up?"

"Why are you here again? And you didn't have Xiaoyu notify me in advance."

Su Xing smiled and naturally walked up to Teacher Li Yu. He reached out to shake Teacher Li's hand, then gestured with his eyes toward the girl in pink standing beside him. "And this is?"

"Oh, she's the teacher leading our Cang City High School group. In a little over a month, she'll be taking your younger brother to the capital."

Li Yu also stood naturally. He smiled and shook Su Xing's hand before continuing, "Brother Su, she may look young, but she's a special-grade teacher at our school."

"Hello, Brother Su."

The girl in pink stared straight at Su Xing. Only when Li Yu mentioned her did she adjust her expression, reveal a lovely smile, rise to her feet, and walk up to Su Xing. Extending a hand adorned with purple-blue nail polish, she spoke.

Su Xing did not shake it. He merely nodded and smiled, then found a place to sit and casually chatted with the two "teachers" who had come for a home visit.

However, Teacher Li Yu seemed to have already achieved the purpose of his visit. Before they had spoken for long, he said that "he had something to do later" and was leaving. Su Xing did not mind and naturally saw the two of them out of the dojo.

After leaving the dojo, Li Yu and the girl beside him drove to the lakeside. They quietly watched the dojo in the distance and discussed what they had discovered during the home visit.

"What do you think of Su Xing?"