On both sides of the street, there was nothing but silence, a complete stillness.
The outco of this assassination was truly beyond everyone’s expectation.
Among the four strongest Middle Concealnt on the Dark Ranking, three lay dead on the street, with only one, Ghost Concealnt, fleeing with injuries.
Many hermits watched Chen Tang, who stood on the long street with a sword in hand. Besides shock, there was a faint hint of fear in their eyes.
They had undergone the brutal training of hermits, long since desensitized to life and death.
But today’s battle, witnessing Chen Tang’s thunderous thods slaying three from the Dark Ranking, still brought a massive psychological impact to them, forming an invisible pressure.
Even Hasshaku and his group died by this man’s hand; even if they made a move, it would be like throwing away their lives for nothing. What purpose would it serve?
This was absolute domination, the intimidating force ford by being invincible!
Enough to prevent even a hint of dissent among the hermits in Qianzhu City.
Chen Tang searched for Hidden Coins on the bodies of Qian Chuan, Hasshaku, and Sickle. Though he appeared completely unguarded, none of the hermits present dared to strike, all simply watching quietly.
Of course, the hermits, under inhuman torture and brutal training, had no dignity, knew not self-love, and had no sense of sha.
They truly couldn’t win, so what could they do?
Before all this, it was thought that this person was most skilled in Sword Skill.
And then what?
Just now, barehanded, he hamred Sickle to death, whose body was full of muscles!
Then, using Hasshaku’s hand, he killed Qian Chuan.
This person also knew Swordsmanship!
His swordsmanship was exquisite, with unpredictable montum, agile and versatile, sweeping forth. Even when Hasshaku used the Baqi Secret Technique to increase his speed, he couldn’t escape and died under the sword.
Many hermits couldn’t help but recall the Shadow Tower’s assessnt of Chen Tang.
"The stronger he encounters, the stronger he becos; his true strength is unknown."
It was indeed Lady Yun with her keen eyes who saw at a glance that this person was not to be trifled with and had early elevated his task level to Purgatory.
...
Chen Tang searched every inch of Hasshaku and his companions’ bodies. He did collect a nice number of Hidden Coins, totaling nearly a hundred.
Of course, there was still no Martial Arts Secret Manual from the hermits.
Generally speaking, hermits on missions carry Hidden Coins for contingencies.
As for Martial Arts Secret Manuals, they can only practice at secret locations and cannot carry them out, which is one of the rules of the Hermit Realm.
As Chen Tang got up, he felt a bit emotional.
When he first joined the Shadow Tower, he was chased all over by the hermits and was in quite a plight, hardly having any chance to search bodies.
Even when he searched bodies, he did so in fear and caution, watching all sides, afraid of hermit ambushes.
Just now, the process of searching bodies was unusually smooth; not a single person ca to disturb him.
It was as if all the hermits in Qianzhu City had vanished.
Unknowingly, the heavy rain had stopped.
As the clouds scattered over Qianzhu City, soft rays of sunshine re-erged, sweeping away the oppressive and cold atmosphere.
The air after the rain was filled with the scent of soil and the fragrance of grass and trees, gradually dissipating the sll of blood on the streets.
Chen Tang took a deep breath, picked up the package full of New Year’s goods under the eaves, and headed towards the Shadow Tower.
A corpse collector wrapped in a gray robe appeared and took away the bodies on the street.
Before long, the area returned to its usual state.
Shadow Tower.
Returning, Chen Tang first swung by the blacksmith shop near the entrance and peeked inside.
Inside, there was the clanging sound of talwork.
The furnace inside was burning red-hot, with sparks flying everywhere.
The young apprentice by Blacksmith Feng’s side was pulling the bellows for him.
"Old Feng, how’s the bow crafting going?"
Chen Tang asked.
Blacksmith Feng would have a drink at the Shadow Tower every night and would casually chat with Chen Tang, so they were quite familiar.
Previously, Blacksmith Feng told him that the Flood Dragon Bow should be ready in a couple of days.
Busy in the shop, Blacksmith Feng paused his hamring, looked up, and said, "Don’t worry, it will be ready tonight. I’ll deliver it to the Shadow Tower then!"
Chen Tang felt a burst of joy.
Ye Yushi’s injuries had mostly healed.
Once the Flood Dragon Bow was in hand, the two could leave Qianzhu City at any ti.
A few days ago, he had gone to the seabed to practice sword skills and had arranged with Shen Yu at the port.
At that ti, they would take her family’s cargo ship to leave, first heading to the Celestial Cauldron Continent.
Once at the Celestial Cauldron Continent, they would find a ship to head to the Divine Land.
Blacksmith Feng said, "Actually, the bow is already finished, and it has imnse power. People without enough strength won’t be able to draw it. I’m now crafting a set of matching arrows for you as a gift."
"Thanks so much for that."
Chen Tang said, "Can I see if the bow is ready to try out?"
"What’s the rush?"
Blacksmith Feng raised an eyebrow and said, "Trying it now will spoil the surprise when you get it."
Chen Tang thought it over and agreed.
"Alright."
Chen Tang said, "Let’s et at the Shadow Tower tonight; I’ll treat you to a drink."
"One bowl won’t be enough."
Blacksmith Feng replied without pausing his work.
"Haha."
Chen Tang patted his money pouch with a laugh and said, "Today’s haul wasn’t small, so there’ll be plenty of drinks, and we won’t stop until we’re drunk!"
"It’s a deal!"
Blacksmith Feng’s eyes lit up, licking his dry lips and smiling, "This old man can hold his liquor, so don’t back out."
"I won’t back out."
Chen Tang chuckled and, without disturbing Blacksmith Feng further, returned to the Shadow Tower, pushed the door open, and imdiately felt the eyes on him in the hall.
At the counter, Wu Ji and Liu Shou looked at him with a hint of amazent.
"It seems everyone already knows."
Chen Tang approached the counter and said with a smile, "I’m thirsty from all the fighting, Boss Lady, a bowl of wine, please."
The Shadow Tower was always well-inford.
Lady Yun’s eyes sparkled many tis, and she said, "Young brother, you’re truly skilled. I heard you killed three people, and even Ghost Concealnt couldn’t beat you."
"Not really."
Chen Tang shook his head, gave an ambiguous response, and didn’t want to discuss it further.
Just now, Ghost Concealnt lost a move only because he was montarily shocked at seeing him use the Dragon Capturing Technique, showing a bit of surprise and hesitation, allowing him to seize the initiative.
Even so, Ghost Concealnt was able to break free and escape far away.
Chen Tang diverted the topic and asked, "Over these days, I’ve killed over two hundred hermits, and I’ve eliminated five from the Dark Ranking. The Boss Lady seems unconcerned?"
"Failed assassinations and deaths are just the consequence of their lack of skill. After their deaths, stronger hermits will take their place."
After a pause, Lady Yun suddenly smiled and asked, "So, are you interested in becoming a hermit? I can personally introduce you and guarantee you’ll be valued."
Chen Tang gave a slight smile and said, "No matter how valued, it’s nothing but a tool for killing at soone’s command."
Upon hearing this, Lady Yun’s eyes flickered.
This youngster is quite insightful for his age.
Chen Tang downed the strong wine in one gulp and went upstairs with his package.
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