Assassin Contract Spirits

Mo Shiyu froze, then raised her head and looked around.

Xia Yuan pulled his hands out of his pockets and placed one on his blindfold, explaining:

"We're surrounded. Someone's been watching us."

"They've probably been lying in wait for a long time, waiting for us to finish the dungeon and for you to run out of spiritual power."

His lips curled into a cruel grin. "Looks like we didn't scare them enough last time. Let's use this chance to see if we can drag out whoever's behind them!"

Mo Shiyu tensed all over and immediately gulped down spiritual power potions.

She forced her spiritual power reserves back up to seventy percent!

There was a limit to how many spiritual power potions a Contract Spirit Master could take each day. Taking too many caused severe side effects and could damage the body.

But Mo Shiyu could no longer afford to worry about that.

Since their enemy had sent so many Contract Spirits, they must have prepared plenty of tricks. She had to stay alert.

"Xiao Hei, come out!"

The little catgirl sprite emerged again. Having acquired three Inscriptions, she now had a faint glow shining behind her. "Coming, master!"

She perched on Mo Shiyu's shoulder, her little face alert as she scanned their surroundings.

Amid the crowd.

Four suspicious figures in black cloaks slowly approached from four directions, surrounding Mo Shiyu and Xia Yuan.

All of them wore black cloaks that concealed most of their appearance.

The Contract Spirit leading them pulled back her hood, revealing a mature woman's face and a head of purple hair, topped with a tall, pointed witch's hat.

A Rank, level 81, Dark Night Witch.

She checked Xia Yuan's level, then glanced at Xiao Hei. Covering her mouth, she chuckled, her sultry red lips parting slightly:

"One C Rank, level 70."

"And one level 45 Contract Spirit."

"Our employer certainly spared no expense. Three A Rank assassin Contract Spirits above level 70, just to kill such a weak human Contract Spirit Master!"

Xia Yuan asked curiously:

"Assassin Contract Spirits?"

Mo Shiyu's delicate brows furrowed, and sweat beaded on her exquisite face:

"Contract Spirits illegally trained by criminal Contract Spirit Masters. They're sent out as assassins, taking murder contracts online for hefty rewards."

"They really went all out with this lineup. Hiring three high-level A Rank assassin Contract Spirits probably cost enough Spirit Stones to pull a Contract Spirit at the full pity guarantee."

She gave a bitter, helpless smile. "They really won't give up. But I suppose that makes sense. The stronger you prove yourself to be, Xia Yuan, the more they want you!"

Xia Yuan pulled off his blindfold, a vicious gleam flashing in his azure eyes:

"You don't even know who we are. What makes you so sure you can beat me?"

Another black-cloaked figure removed his hood, revealing a robot with four arms. His emotionless mechanical voice rang out:

"The assassin's code. All we need is a time, a place, and a target."

A Rank, level 76, Multi-Armed War Machine!

The dragonman threw back his black cloak, his crimson-gold body gleaming in the sunlight. He said coldly:

"How boring. Their Contract Spirit is only level 45, yet they made such a fuss."

"The employer said not to kill the Contract Spirits, only that woman. Let's finish this quickly. I want to clock out."

A Rank, level 78, Crimson-Gold Dragonman!

As the three assassin Contract Spirits threw back their cloaks, they stopped concealing their ranks and levels, letting them show.

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation and atmosphere, the surrounding people immediately fled the station area.

Xia Yuan had held off on attacking because he was afraid of hurting bystanders.

Once the area was clear, he would have more room to act.

The Witch suddenly laughed:

"We may not know who you are, but our tactics were decided from the start!"

"Dragonman, do it!"

The Crimson-Gold Dragonman's golden eyes suddenly fixed on Xia Yuan.

An immense force instantly enveloped him, pinning him in place. Even the floor beneath his feet cracked apart!

Seeing this, Mo Shiyu tried to move closer to Xia Yuan so he could use Domain Expansion immediately.

But that powerful suppressive force shut her out completely. She couldn't even touch him.

The Witch chanted incomprehensible incantations at blistering speed.

A second later, a magic circle lit up beneath Xia Yuan's feet!

Their coordination was lightning-fast.

Even Xia Yuan failed to react in time.

These assassins hadn't gone for Mo Shiyu first. Instead, they had launched their opening attack at him!

"We won from the very beginning!"

The Witch's triumphant words faded.

Xia Yuan abruptly vanished from where he stood. After a brilliant flash, he had been teleported somewhere else.

Mo Shiyu froze as she watched that tall figure disappear from the station, her sense of security evaporating in an instant. "Xia Yuan!"

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

When Xia Yuan opened his eyes again, he was inside an enclosed space. Everything was pitch-black, and he had no idea where he was.

An excited female voice rang out:

"He's here!"

"He's here!"

"SSR!"

"Hahaha, we did it!"

"Once the assassins kill Mo Shiyu, he'll be mine!"

Xia Yuan understood their plan in an instant.

The Witch among the assassin Contract Spirits had used a skill to teleport him away.

Then they would kill Mo Shiyu, leaving him a masterless Contract Spirit.

Their employer would then form a contract with him right here in this enclosed space.

"Not a bad plan. Too bad it won't work on me."

"I'll be back for you!"

Xia Yuan's icy words rang out as his azure eyes swept across the darkness with an overwhelmingly oppressive gaze.

The voice in the darkness immediately fell silent, not daring to make another sound.

Xia Yuan didn't linger. Even as he spoke, he began flicking his fingers, unleashing Hollow Technique: Purple toward the ceiling!

In an instant, purple light illuminated the entire dark space.

Xia Yuan glanced around casually. The place resembled an underground laboratory, its surrounding walls built from an exceptionally sturdy steel alloy.

But no matter how tough those walls were, they couldn't withstand his Hollow Technique: Purple, which was powerful enough to cut through space itself!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

An enormous hole was blasted through the enclosed space!

Light spilled down through the opening!

Xia Yuan vanished from the spot in an instant.

The employer hiding in the shadows watched in utter shock.

"He disappeared?"

"No, even if he escapes, he shouldn't be able to save Mo Shiyu!"

"This place is over a thousand kilometers from Chongyang City!"

Elsewhere.

Chongyang City Station.

After Xia Yuan disappeared, the A Rank assassin Contract Spirits began walking unhurriedly toward Mo Shiyu.

The Witch said with a chuckle:

"Sorry about this, little lady."

"It seems our employer has taken a fancy to your Contract Spirit and wants him for herself."

The dragonman folded his arms and snorted:

"If we'd known it would be this easy, couldn't you have come alone, Witch?"

"Don't tell me you can't suppress a level 45 Contract Spirit?"

"Our employer must be an idiot, being this cautious."

The Multi-Armed War Machine's mechanical voice rang out:

"It's thanks to her caution that we get to earn such a hefty payment."

The three Contract Spirits kept closing in on Mo Shiyu.

Xiao Hei stepped forward, gritting her teeth as she blocked their path:

"What are you trying to do?!"

"If you dare touch a single hair on my master's head, the mighty Xia Yuan won't let you get away with it!"

For the first time, Mo Shiyu felt the danger of not having Xia Yuan beside her. She would have been lying if she said she wasn't afraid.

Under the three Contract Spirits' surprised gazes, she activated the Spirit Tamer Barrier!

At the same time, she brought out a variety of protective spirit artifacts, enough to keep her going for a while.

"You can't kill me."

"The moment I noticed something was wrong, I sent a distress signal to my people in House Mo. They'll be here any moment!"

"And no matter where you teleported Xia Yuan, he'll be back soon!"

Mo Shiyu took several deep breaths, her shapely figure rising and falling as she slowly suppressed the unease of losing Xia Yuan's protection and regained her composure.

She had already faced plenty of major ordeals alongside Xia Yuan. She wasn't a Contract Spirit Master who could do nothing but cry!