Golden Network's Will!

"Hhh..."

Wen Tianming stared at the wasteland just beyond the Enclave's boundary.

He wanted to shout for his companion to help him.

But he couldn't.

His lungs had been blown apart.

"Goodbye!"

Li Xiuwen smiled coldly.

He clamped his powerful arms around Wen Tianming's head.

Then he twisted hard.

Bones cracked with a sickening sound.

The head came free and landed in his palm.

Li Xiuwen held Wen Tianming's head in one hand, its eyes still wide with disbelief.

The headless corpse toppled over.

"I was wondering how I'd find you people."

"And here you are, delivering yourself to my door."

Li Xiuwen was in a good mood.

Wen Tianming was one of the Ultimate Twenty, with Late Elephant-Hurling cultivation. Selling him to Ever Joy would earn at least 600 Tongbao—enough for two Great Elixirs.

Advancing to Mid Elephant-Hurling was practically guaranteed.

An unexpected windfall.

As he turned to leave,

Li Xiuwen looked into the distance.

A figure seemed to have vanished there.

"Waiting for me outside the Enclave?"

"So Wen Tianming had an accomplice."

"There's probably a trap out there. I'm not chasing him."

The edge of the Enclave wasn't safe. Li Xiuwen dragged Wen Tianming's corpse back to the Sewers, found a secure spot, and searched him.

There were several paper-wrapped packets in a special pocket inside his sleeve.

He opened one. The powder inside smelled of gunpowder.

"Was this what he used for that trick?"

Li Xiuwen knew Wa State warriors were adept at so-called "ninjutsu," but it was nothing particularly impressive. Many of their techniques were chemical tricks that this world's science could explain.

He unfolded the paper wrapper.

There was writing printed inside.

It was in Wa State script.

"Fire Art: Oil Fireball Technique..."

"Ninjutsu Materials..."

Address: \\\\\.\\\

Li Xiuwen couldn't help laughing.

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