Inside Chu Xisheng's cabin, Moon-Spirit Sword Shu Xueqi was gliding toward the two of them without restraint.
Her cultivation was at the fourth-rank lower stage, and she was a renowned assassin south of the Divine Splendor River.
And this time, Shu Xueqi's target was Chu Xisheng.
The Life-Reaping Tower's bounty on this Formless Divine Sect "Blood-Yazi Candidate" still stood at three million taels of demon silver. It had yet to be withdrawn.
There was also a mysterious employer who wanted Chu Xisheng dead.
She crossed those several yards in an instant, taking less than one-hundredth of a breath to sweep up before Chu Yunyun and Chu Xisheng.
Confusion flickered in Shu Xueqi's eyes. What were these two doing?
That delicate girl seemed to be drinking Chu Xisheng's blood straight from his wrist.
Then Shu Xueqi stopped caring.
Whatever these two were doing, they would both die beneath her sword today.
This assassination depended on a swift battle and a swift resolution. They could not afford a moment's delay.
The iron-tower-like giant was responsible for breaking through the walls and blasting through the ship's restrictive spells by force. She would carry out the assassination, then they would jump ship and escape together.
Several Earthly Ranking experts waited outside to receive them and help them escape safely.
But they had to be fast.
A delay of just two or three breaths might draw that formidable enemy, Zong Sanping.
Yet at that very instant, the giant behind her suddenly shouted, "Watch out!"
Shu Xueqi was puzzled. What did she need to watch out for?
Then every hair on her body stood on end, and an overwhelming sense of danger rose within her.
As Chu Yunyun turned her head and looked over with those azure eyes, Shu Xueqi felt as though an ancient, ferocious