……

……

Bobcat and his four subordinates maintained proper distance as they conducted a carpet search, being sufficiently professional and sufficiently cautious.

Unfortunately for them, when Jun Changxiao activated his auto-aim perspective function, even in the dark of night, even from great distances, he could clearly capture their every move.

With the Buddha of Luck possessing him, mortals were nothing but ants.

Having spied out what they were searching for, Jun Changxiao murmured: “These are a group of little mice who don’t want to stay hidden in their holes, harboring dreams in their hearts.”

Xiao Zuiji said: “Sect Master, there are people, right?”

“There are people.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Hide yourself.”

He had to give his disciple praise for this kind of vigilance.

“Mm.”

Xiao Zuiji concealed himself in a patch of grass, maintaining absolute stillness.

Jun Changxiao shouldered his gun, melding into the mountain forest, and retrieved the Frost Edge Sword from his spatial ring.

Having just comprehended the slightest bit of the Single-Character Swift Strike, these assassins arrived—he definitely had to test its power.

“Swoosh!”

Using the eight-times scope perspective function, Jun Changxiao leaped onto a tall tree and concealed himself. If the assassin ahead didn’t change direction, he would definitely pass through this location.

Five hundred meters away.

The approaching gold-ranked assassin would never imagine that no matter how careful he was, his tracks had already been exposed, and he was stepping toward death one step at a time.

The night was very dark and very quiet.

Waves of cold wind blew through, making one’s hair stand on end.

The assassin approaching the ambush zone shivered, cursing under his breath: “What the hell, why is there cold wind blowing this season?”

“Swoosh—”

Suddenly, cold light flashed from above.

“Hm?”

The nearby Bobcat caught the gleam of light and hurriedly rushed over. Seeing his subordinate standing in place, he suppressed his voice: “Little Seven, what’s going on?”

The assassin didn’t respond, continuing to stand there.

Bobcat furrowed his brow. Just as he was about to approach, he saw his subordinate lower his head, and then… the head directly fell to the ground, fresh blood spraying out with a ‘tss tss’ sound.

This scene was too sudden, too horrifying!

Even Bobcat, who had extremely strong psychological fortitude, couldn’t help but retreat two steps when he saw his subordinate’s head fall, his eyes revealing terror.

What… what was happening!

For no reason at all, why would Little Seven’s head fall off!

The light, that light just now!

“Whoosh—”

While thinking, another flash of cold light appeared and vanished within his field of vision. He hurriedly walked over, only to see another subordinate standing in place.

“Little Eight…”

Bobcat had just called out when his subordinate suddenly knelt on the ground, a thin sword mark on his neck, then lowered his head and died.

That cold light!

It must be sword light!

“Swoosh!”

Bobcat immediately became alert, grasping the hidden weapons from his sleeves in his hands, his eyeballs constantly darting about, gradually filling with fear.

Two subordinates—one had his head sliced off, one had his throat cut—all within just a few breaths. The ambusher’s sword was too fast; he was definitely a professional colleague who had received proper training!

“Boss!”

The other two assassins saw the cold gleam and approached from both sides.

However, before one of them could get close, he felt a wave of icy cold intent from behind.

“Whoosh—” The cold light flashed and vanished.

“Thud!”

The gold-ranked assassin collapsed with a crash, a deep, long sword mark on his back. Because the sword stroke was too fast, the blood couldn’t flow out through the wound in such a short time.

“Little Nine!”

Bobcat’s eyes split with fury as he charged over, his voice breaking the silence of the mountain forest.

“Whoosh—”

The sword light flashed again. Another assassin stood still, then knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and died.

In a short time, four gold-ranked assassins had been killed. The entire process could be described as happening in a flash of lightning and flint, leaving Bobcat completely unable to see any human figure.

“Ahhh!”

He spun around, roaring in anger: “Who is it! Get the hell out here!”

The first principle of assassins: no matter when or where, maintain calmness, absolutely no emotional reactions.

But the current Bobcat simply couldn’t do this, because this ghostly appearing-and-disappearing killing method filled him with terror. His loud shouting also had the intent of bolstering his courage!

“Rustle rustle rustle.”

Slight sounds came from behind. Bobcat suddenly spun around, but didn’t see any human figure. The fear in his pupils grew increasingly intense.

Assassins who walked dark roads too often were actually sometimes more afraid of the dark and more afraid of supernatural matters than ordinary people!

“Rustle rustle rustle!”

“Rustle rustle rustle!”

The rustling sounds continuously transmitted to his ears. No matter how Bobcat looked in the direction of the sounds, he could never see a human figure.

It was as if what was hiding in the darkness wasn’t a person, but a ghost!

Stay calm, stay calm!

Bobcat shook his head, struggling to suppress the fear rising in his heart. After stabilizing himself and raising his head, a face abruptly appeared before him, appeared in his field of vision!

“Ahh!”

A terrified scream echoed through the mountain forest.

Hearing the horrifying strange cry, Xiao Zuiji couldn’t help but shudder, thinking to himself: “Did he run into a ghost?”

……

Bobcat staggered backward more than ten steps, his eyes filled with fear and terror.

Before him, Jun Changxiao tilted his head and smiled: “Your psychological quality is pretty strong—you didn’t even piss yourself in fear?”

“You…”

Bobcat forcefully suppressed his fear: “You’re… human… not a ghost!”

“Tsk tsk.”

Jun Changxiao said: “You assassins in this profession also believe in ghosts and spirits? Is it because you walk dark roads too often?”

“Damn you!” Bobcat’s eyes split with fury. His right hand suddenly swung, the three dart hidden weapons he was gripping instantly flying out. Combined with spiritual power infusion, the speed was extremely fast.

“Swoosh! Swoosh!”

Jun Changxiao stepped with an eerie footwork pattern to dodge, standing to the side: “With just these hidden weapons, you can’t hurt me.”

Bobcat exclaimed in shock: “You… you’re using Ghost Shadow Steps!”

“Very surprised?” Jun Changxiao said.

How could he not be surprised?

Ghost Shadow Steps was the Rain Pavilion’s exclusive movement technique, quality ranked as Common Grade High Tier. When executed, it appeared just like a ghost’s shadow.

Bobcat exclaimed in shock: “You… how did you learn it, and execute it so skillfully!”

Although Ghost Shadow Steps hadn’t reached Middle Grade level, even martial artists with decent talent would need to invest at least three to five years to cultivate it successfully.

One Black and Two Black had been abducted and sold to the organization at eight or nine years old, and had only barely reached the Great Accomplishment level after comprehending it for over ten years.

“I just casually learned it and picked it up.” Jun Changxiao said.

He wasn’t bragging. While crouching in the tree setting up the ambush, using the Insight Talisman that hadn’t yet expired, he had taken out the Ghost Shadow Steps secret manual he’d obtained long ago, learned it in one go, and even comprehended it to the ultimate level.

It must be known that even the Rain Pavilion’s Pavilion Master had only comprehended Ghost Shadow Steps to the Great Accomplishment level!

No wonder Jun Changxiao could kill people silently and soundlessly, could scare a gold-ranked assassin with rock-solid psychological fortitude into thinking he’d seen a ghost.

As for the Single-Character Sword Strike he’d just learned, it actually had no power at all—it relied entirely on speed and the momentum of the Frost Edge Sword.

Looking at it this way, the Insight Talisman wasn’t wasted after all; at least he’d learned a movement technique.

Refusing to admit any loss—it could only be profit!

“Impossible…”

Bobcat said incredulously: “Without repeated practice, it’s absolutely impossible to learn Ghost Shadow Steps in one go!”

“This question isn’t important. What’s important is…” Jun Changxiao’s Frost Edge Sword slid from his sleeve, gripped at the hilt, his gaze cold and severe: “You’re about to die.”

“Swoosh!”

Taking advantage of his speech, Bobcat turned and executed Ghost Shadow Steps, drilling into the mountain forest.

From the moment his four subordinates were killed to the circling around himself without being discovered, he realized this guy’s strength was terrifying, so fleeing was the wisest choice.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

After running several dozen meters, Bobcat looked back and saw the sword light appearing and disappearing in the distance. Realizing his opponent hadn’t caught up, a cold smile immediately appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this distance, he had sufficient confidence that he could use the cover of night and the complex mountain forest environment to successfully escape and smoothly return to headquarters.

“Bang—”

Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from behind. Bobcat, who had just been thinking he’d escaped with his life, immediately changed expression drastically. The next second, he felt tearing, heart-rending pain in his right shoulder.

His right arm had been directly blown off!

His body losing balance, Bobcat crashed directly into a large tree, then fell into the grass, his face extremely twisted and fierce.

“Swoosh!”

Before long, Jun Changxiao walked over and crouched before him, smiling sinisterly: “Prey that I’ve set my sights on will either die or be crippled—they absolutely won’t slip away.”

Due to excessive blood loss, his vision gradually became blurred.

Bobcat seemed to see a smiling face that came from hell, yet also seemed like a demon’s…