jdhmnovel Chapter 175 Scorpion Sect Assassins
Chapter 175 Scorpion Sect Assassins
Chapter 175 Scorpion Sect Assassins
Huang Jiaxin is a woman who appears strong on the outside but is gentle on the inside, as can be seen from the Qixi Festival gift she gave to Zhuo Yang—a kidney-tonifying soup.
She wasn't concerned about whether Zhuo Yang would like her, but rather how to make Zhuo Yang a better person.
"Jiaxin, I misunderstood you, I'm sorry!" Zhuo Yang smiled with relief and hugged Huang Jiaxin tightly.
Huang Jiaxin, who was initially angry, quickly melted into the embrace, squinting her eyes in enjoyment and murmuring, "As long as Master is well, Jiaxin is satisfied."
Zhuo Yang suddenly hugged her even tighter, his body tense and as hard as a rock.
"Master, what are you doing? Don't do that." Huang Jiaxin's face flushed red, she didn't dare to look up, her voice trembling violently, "I'm not good enough for you..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhuo Yang interrupted her domineeringly, then took two steps back, his face as cold as ice.
Huang Jiaxin immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly asked, "Master, what happened?"
"Go wake my father and tell him to hide in the cave behind the mountain. Tell Xiao Diao and Xiao Hei to activate the Heavenly Thunder Locking Mist Formation. Something's happened!" Zhuo Yang's face grew even colder. He took out his communication jade pendant and went into the living room.
"Master, be careful!" Huang Jiaxin followed him out, loudly reminding him, and then ran upstairs, looking back every few steps.
Zhuo Yang sensed that Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong's communication jade pendants were broken and their spiritual imprints had disappeared. Under these circumstances, something must have happened to both of them, and they didn't even have a chance to send a signal.
"Ke'er, wake up!"
The jade pendant in his hand transmitted a message to Dongfang Ke'er's jade pendant.
Ke'er quickly replied: "Master, you actually woke me up, that's wonderful!"
Zhuo Yang sensed the message, and his lips twitched. "Wake you up at four in the morning?"
"You, your Aunt Shishi, your father, and Yubao, have Xiaorou bring you to 101 Manor immediately. The situation is urgent, and I don't have time to explain. Remember, once you arrive, go into the cave to hide!"
After sending the message, Zhuo Yang sneered, walked out of the villa, and soared into the sky, riding on lightning as he flew towards the northern district of Lingzhou City.
After receiving the message, Dongfang Ke'er was stunned for a moment, and then frantically woke up Liu Yubao, who was sleeping with her. Soon, Dongfang Manor was in an uproar, and all the lights were turned on.
In less than two minutes, Xiao Rou and Liu Yubao each led three people across the diving bay, heading straight for the tombstone mountain on the opposite side.
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A faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon; daylight always comes earlier at the seaside. Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a faint rumble of thunder.
Fishermen who got up early to prepare for going out to sea looked up and thought to themselves that the weather was strange and they probably couldn't go out to sea.
A bolt of lightning flashed, and Zhuo Yang appeared in front of an old warehouse. He stretched out his long arm, and a dragon-patterned longsword appeared in his hand.
"This is the last place where the spiritual imprint appeared. Why would Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong come to a place like this at night?"
With a few disdainful sneers, Zhuo Yang flashed to the door and kicked it down with a thud.
In the dimly lit warehouse, Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong were suspended in mid-air by chains. Several men in black around them immediately turned to face Zhuo Yang.
They swiftly drew their short knives, and two of the men in black held the knives to the necks of Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong.
"Zhuo Yang?"
A man in black pulled down his mask, revealing a scarred face with fierce eyes, looking like a ruthless bandit.
"It's me. And who are you?" Zhuo Yang's hawk-like eyes swept over them, and he snorted disdainfully. "You kidnapped my disciple. Do you want a ransom?"
"Zhuo Yang, you're a cultivator too. Haven't you heard of the Flying Scorpion Sect? I'm a silver-rank assassin, nicknamed Tail-After Needle. As for my real name, I've long forgotten it." Tail-After Needle laughed wildly a few times, and the other men in black took off their masks and laughed along with him.
They are all cultivator assassins from the Flying Scorpion Sect. They only take jobs from cultivators. If you take off your mask, it means they are deliberately letting you see your face, and you are bound to die anyway.
"Flying Scorpion Sect... Never heard of it!" Zhuo Yang replied indifferently.
Tail Needle was stunned for a moment, and asked in astonishment, "You've never heard of the famous Flying Scorpion Sect?"
He shook his head and sneered, "You're really ignorant. In the cultivation world, we are the only assassin sect. We have countless lives of cultivators on our hands, and of course, quite a few ordinary people as well. Do you understand now?"
Zhuo Yang nodded calmly: "I understand, you all deserve to die!"
"What did you say?" Wei Houzhen's cheeks twitched a few times, then he grinned maliciously. "Zhuo Yang, what can I say about you? Arrogant or ignorant? Can't you see that I am a Golden Core cultivator, and all my brothers are experts in the Heartbeat stage?"
Zhuo Yang snorted: "One Golden Core cultivator plus six Heartbeat cultivators, is that impressive?"
Enraged by Zhuo Yang's dismissive attitude, Wei Houzhen swung his short sword and roared arrogantly, "Forget it, I won't bother arguing with someone as sharp-tongued as you. It's just a waste of time."
"Now, I'm giving you two choices. First, we kill your two disciples, and then we kill your entire family. Second, you commit suicide, and we'll spare your two disciples and your family!"
The roar echoed through the warehouse, instantly pushing the atmosphere to its peak.
"hehe!"
Two cold laughs broke the echoing roar, causing the group of men in black to look on with surprise and doubt.
Such powerful true essence cultivation!
Wei Houzhen narrowed his eyes and licked his lips menacingly, "Zhuo Yang, you're only at the Golden Core stage. Do you think we're afraid of you?"
Zhuo Yang shook his head indifferently and said calmly, "I will not underestimate any expert in the Golden Core stage!"
"Then what do you mean?" Tail-back needle's eyes widened, the whites of his eyes appearing larger than the black parts.
With a wave of his longsword, a chilling aura swept out, and Zhuo Yang said in a deep voice, "What I mean is, I'll give you two choices: release my disciples and I'll release you, or I'll kill you and then save my two disciples!"
"Hahaha……"
Zhuo Yang was met with a burst of laughter; the seven men in black were laughing wildly.
But the two men in black who had held knives to Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong's necks suddenly swung their knives...
A bloody gash immediately appeared on Feng Rong's neck, while Pan Jianbo's condition was even worse, with blood quickly soaking through his collar and spreading rapidly across his chest.
Both of them woke up and showed surprise when they saw Zhuo Yang, but they quickly gritted their teeth and didn't make a sound.
"Oh dear!" Wei Houzhen said apologetically, "My brother's knife skills are not good. He cut your apprentice's jugular vein. Although it's not an artery, cutting a blood vessel in this area can still cause bleeding to death!"
He did it on purpose, to make Pan Jianbo suffer more and die slowly in the cold.
"Zhuo Yang, don't you want to save your apprentice?" Wei Houzhen stopped laughing and looked at Zhuo Yang with a mocking expression.
Manipulating other people's hearts gives him immense pleasure...