Assassinating an Enemy General

Assassinating an Enemy General

"Bing Sheng, where had you gone this time? You disappeared for an entire night. Since you had nothing else to do, come train with us!" Lin Yu quickly nodded. It was time. If he wanted to assassinate them, he needed to know them well enough. He did not have much time left.

"Let's go." Lin Yu walked over. Here, he once again saw those unfamiliar faces. Though he knew none of them, he knew there were still people among them who were close to Bing Sheng.

The day's training passed quickly. Lin Yu climbed down from his sleeping berth again and slipped into Zhang Shuai's tent. Wearing a mask, he gave a snickering laugh, startling Zhang Shuai awake from his dreams. He said calmly, "Zhang Shuai, you truly are remarkable! It had not even been that long, yet you already wanted the lives of a hundred thousand civilians. Aren't you afraid of bearing this karmic debt yourself?"

The instant Zhang Shuai saw that face and heard those words, his first reaction was to run—to get out of here as fast as possible and escape everything before him. He would recover soon enough. Lin Yu stood there and continued, "Don't think I don't know there are cultivators in your camp. Tell me where they are hiding, and I'll spare your life today..."

Zhang Shuai shuddered as he sat on the bed, still trembling. "Th-they're... down... down below, beneath the military camp. I don't know, I don't know... can you spare... spare my life?" Perhaps an ordinary person would react like this, but it was strange for a commander of such caliber. Lin Yu even began to suspect that the man before him was merely a stand-in.

The real commander was one of those cultivators. With his strength, why would he need to hide? Lin Yu secretly administered poison, then turned and left. This day truly did not feel secure. It would have been better in the past, but now those cultivators had become a problem.

Afterward, he left the camp directly. Through his spiritual sense, he detected that clear stream of spiritual power. So they really were cultivating underground. It was indeed a good place for secluded cultivation, but what a pity. This time, I absolutely cannot let any of you leave alive. With a swing of his sword, booming sounds erupted at the entrance. It was a spirit array.

There were very few spirit array masters in all the Four Seas and Eight Wastes, yet Lin Yu had encountered one here. This was bound to be a vicious battle! Soon after, eight figures stepped out and shouted, "Where did this yellow-haired brat come from? What are you doing here?"

Yet before they could expect it, Lin Yu had already left the moment he swung his sword.

What the eight of them did not realize was that, at the instant Lin Yu swung his sword, he had already scattered all the poison he carried throughout the air. The moment they emerged, they had already been deeply poisoned...

Even so, a fierce battle was unavoidable. A spirit array blocked Lin Yu's path. He turned his head and said, "If it were not for the fine Zhang Shuai you left behind, I might not have been able to find you. But now, your day of death is not far away. I truly do not know what the Flame Emperor is thinking, refusing to spare the hundred thousand civilians."

"Is my emperor's business something a junior like you can fathom? Still, since someone from the Ancient Emperor could hide within a military camp while possessing cultivation, I wonder whether you would be willing to serve Flame Emperor City. We certainly would not treat you poorly." Lin Yu stood there and laughed again, shaking his head. As this man spoke, the other seven remained silent. His status was already obvious.

In that case, Lin Yu raised his sword. The poison within his body slowly seeped outward. With the Body-Slaying Sword Art in hand, he could still fight those before him. Sword strike after sword strike flew out, scattering countless wisps of poison that drilled into their bodies.

Lin Yu smiled. Though he was severely wounded at this moment, those people were not faring much better. Lin Yu said calmly, "Do you know why I swung my sword and left when I first came here? Now you know." The poisoned blood spraying from one of their mouths was enough to prove everything.

"Y-you... when did you poison us? No, you... you actually are..." Before he could finish speaking, a sword took his head.

The spirit array master at the side had not acted until now, so he had not been affected by the poison. Yet when he launched a spiritual attack, he suffered a backlash instead. He truly could not believe that Lin Yu was this powerful, his spiritual sense far surpassing his own. Otherwise, things would not have turned out this way. Eight heads entered Lin Yu's storage ring in an instant.

"The cultivators have been dealt with. Tomorrow, it will be their turn." But the injuries inside his body were another matter. Just now, he had also sensed a powerful aura emanating from the military camp. It had likely reached the ninth level of Body Tempering, only one step away from entering Netherpassage.

"Who exactly was that person? I had been in their army for so long, yet I had not noticed a thing. Could they have come for me? But why..." Lin Yu could not understand what was happening. At that moment, his heart even began to beat a retreat.

After recovering from his injuries and changing his clothes, he returned to Zhang Shuai's tent once more. Still wearing the mask from that night, he asked, "Are there any other powerful experts hidden in your military camp?" Zhang Shuai quickly shook his head again. The person before him was truly too terrifying.

With his strength, how could he possibly know whether any powerful experts were concealed within the camp? Everything depended on fate. Seeing his expression, Lin Yu understood some things and continued, "Since you do not know, then forget it. If I need anything else, I will come ask you again. Prepare yourself." Before leaving, he did not forget to administer a little more poison.

Zhang Shuai stood there, completely dumbfounded. He was still going to come back—what was he supposed to do? Every time he saw this man, the fear in his heart grew several times deeper. It was like this now, and it would likely remain so before long.

Inside the tent, Lin Yu played with a sparkling stone in his hand and said calmly, "I would truly like to see what ability you people have to bite back at me." After that, Lin Yu went to sleep.

This time, he entered the mist again. After a long while, Lin Yu finally said, "Fuck, why had I come to this place again?" From the distance, a voice even rang out, shouting, "Who exactly are you? Why do you possess such powerful spiritual sense?"

"Get lost. Roll as far away as you can, and don't let me see you again." A remnant soul, a thread of karma—even if there were more remnant souls, Lin Yu would not fear them...