Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 342: 209. What’s the World’s Number One?

Translator: 549690339

A sack was thrown on the table, making a dull sound.

The person behind the table could clearly tell that this was the sound of gold.

He sniffed and revealed an intoxicated expression. This was the smell of gold.

The sack was filled with gold.

Only then did the person behind the table put away his lazy expression and straighten his expression. He tidied up his collar with blood-colored patterns and smiled.”What is it?”

“Kill a person and take a book,” the person said coldly.

‘Who is it? What book?”

He’s on the first floor of Xin An Inn. The book is the book in front of him. ‘

“What is the strength of a person?”

He defeated the Sect Master of the Four Sects with a single punch, knocked out the elder of the Water-Sealing Gate with a single palm, and subdued the strongest swordsman of the Myriad Miles Sect with a single sword. ‘

“What book is it?”

It’s a decent cultivation technique, but he’s actually passing it on to everyone. He’s crazy. If that’s the case, there’s no need for all the sects to exist in the future. ”

“I’ll take this job.” “You must give me the book.”

“No problem.”

The man with the blood-colored collar smiled. ” We are the Blood Rain Hall. Every head has a price. You pay us, and we will give you the head. We are fair and square. We don’t owe each other anything. ”

The person seemed to have recalled this terrifying force.

The Bloodrain House was also known as the Bloodrain House. It was a notorious assassin organization. It didn’t care about good or evil. It only cared about money. It abided by the creed that ” all heads have a price. ” If the money was given appropriately, they could torture and kill their own parents.

In addition, this organization had “peripheral personnel”. These “peripheral personnel” were rooted in the dark underground, and no one knew their identities.

They might even be an elder of a famous sect, a famous hero, or someone who slept beside you.

There would always be times when people lacked money or resources. At this time, you could go to the Blood Rain Tower to accept the mission.

Murder,

Receive remuneration.

And the Blood Rain House will never reveal your identity.

It was said that such a terrifying assassin force had been integrated by an even greater force ten years ago. Now, it was already a behemoth hidden in the darkness of the underground.

The person heaved a sigh of relief. He was very relieved.

“How long?” he asked.

“How long do you need?” asked the disciple of the Blood Rain Tower.

“Is three days enough?”

“Three days will require an additional fee. Normally, it’ll be seven days.” The disciple of the Blood Rain House thought for a moment and said.

“Seven days it is.”

The person no longer hesitated and turned to leave. After he left, his expression turned cold.

Such a profound cultivation technique was actually taken out by a young kid to give to others. It was really stupid and laughable.

Didn’t he know that ‘a man is innocent, but his possessions are his sin’? Didn’t he know the principle of ” getting rich in silence, not revealing your wealth

The weak were the weak. If they were given weapons, how could they make money from them in the future?

As long as his forces had that kind of profound cultivation method, from now on, it would be his era to run amuck in the martial arts world.

The person smiled.

The Blood Rain House’s disciple also revealed a smile. ” This is the 36th one.

The exact same thing, the exact same book. Interesting…This is a big deal.”

He grabbed the golden sack, turned around, pushed open the door, and entered the back room.

Someone in the back room was recording the income efficiently.

There were also people who quietly went to the buildings near the Blood Rain Building.

This place was only for business. The killer was upstairs.

Where was the building?

No one knew.

That night.

In the blood-colored candlelight.

A long table appeared deep and bloody in the darkness of the wilderness.

A rational voice broke the silence.

“This must be a powerful force. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have sent so many people, and every one of them is an expert. That cultivation technique is also a profound cultivation technique.”

“But how can there be such a fool in the world? He has obtained the cultivation technique himself and still wants to make it public?”

“Although it is not a small force, are we a small force? This is a big business deal, and it’s profitable. Tell me, do you want to eat it or not?” A burly black shadow said in a low voice.

Another strange voice sounded,”What are you saying? You’re already in my mouth. Do you want me to not swallow it?”

“How do you eat it?” the rational voice asked.

‘ Kill them. More than 40 A-class assassins. Isn’t that enough to kill them? ”

“I want to ask that person.”

“That person? Are you crazy? Why are you asking that person about business matters?”

“I still want to ask…After all, I’ve seen some cultivation techniques. It’s not just profound that can be described.” The rational voice revealed a look of recollection, as if he was savoring the paragraph sentences in the cultivation technique and savoring the power contained within. He slowly said, ” It’s unprecedented. ‘

Everyone fell silent.

Even the most eccentric person would not deny this.

The cultivation method called ” World Energy ” was profound and mysterious. In the past, they thought that the cultivation method they cultivated was like the Yangtze River and the sea, but just by reading this method, they would suddenly feel that they were sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

The cultivation technique he cultivated was at most a small river in a town or a small stream in the mountains. A hundred streams converged into one river, and the hundred rivers merged into the sea, becoming a part of the sea.

The World Force was the sea.

“Then let’s go ask.”

The others immediately had no objections.

The next day.

It was located in a cold hall in a dark area.

The white bone throne stood in the middle.

The mysterious woman sitting on the throne wore a dark gold mask and listened to the report.

She rested her chin on her hand.

After a long time.

She finished thinking and spat out one word, “Yes.”

Just as the dark forces were taking action,

The various sects in the martial world also reacted.

They held the cultivation technique in front of them in disbelief.

It was unbelievable that such a cultivation technique could really be obtained for free…

Almost every sect and force fell into silence.

If everyone in the world had such a cultivation technique, then who would care about the sect?

Everyone could become an expert, and everyone had the chance to slash out a piece of the sky…

How could this be?

Different voices from different places said almost the same thing. Preposterous, laughable. Isn’t this going to cause chaos in the world?! ”

“These people really have evil intentions. Their hearts are worthy of punishment.”

“Such profound cultivation techniques are actually not differentiated. If someone with evil intentions learns them, won’t it bring disaster to the world?”

“This technique should be in the hands of our righteous sects and be kept by us. This way, we can prevent those villains from doing evil things.”

“If the senior who compiled this technique knew that his descendants had done such a thing and showed the cultivation technique to others so easily, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.”

‘ Senior Brother is right. Dao cannot be passed down easily. This person does not have the qualifications to possess such a peerless cultivation technique. He is not worthy. ”

“There is actually such a fool in this world. If I were him, I would cultivate diligently and not spread it to the ears of a second person. Only then can I obtain the bright path and have a bright future.”

“His path is too narrow.”

“Those of us who have some thought wouldn’t do what he did. It’s ridiculous and sad. He probably didn’t know how precious this cultivation technique was, right? Why would such a divine skill be obtained by some fool? It’s both regrettable and infuriating.”

Perhaps there were other voices, but these mainstream voices were mixed together. They did not set off immediately because they needed to hold a meeting on this matter first. During the meeting, they would let the martial arts world’s leader decide what to do.

Perhaps the leader of the martial arts world would request for all the cultivation techniques to be destroyed and leave the only copy in his hands, but the other large factions would definitely fight for it. In the future, it was very likely that the result would be that “every large faction could read it.” This was the correct path.

While the righteous path was still discussing, the killers had already moved out.

At dusk,

It was late at night.

Late at night.

A lonely swan comes from the north.

The cold wind was like a knife cutting through the skin, cutting the travelers who were still walking on the streets and unwilling to return.

Wind-on-Snow felt that she had failed.

He didn’t know how to make friends.

He even felt a little afraid when facing others.

He would even blush a little in front of girls.

If he hadn’t met his teacher, he might have lowered his head and bent over for the rest of his life.

He took a deep breath of the night wind and hunched his back out of habit. His lowered eyes stared at the yellow leaves on the ground that were illuminated red by the lantern.

Yellow leaves roll in the wind,

Plunder the ground.

Soaring into the air,

It was the final brilliance after the death of life.

Wind-on-Snow suddenly stopped. He tucked the book in his pocket and gently stroked the knife with his right hand.

A knife …

She was his confidant.

She was his lover.

It was his faith.

It was his dignity.

No one could profane his blade.

Every time he made a wrong move, it would make him feel extremely painful. It would make him suffer with self-blame and guilt, as if the most fanatical believer had blasphemed his god.

Then, he would use a crazy, torturous method to make himself remember that mistake and never make it again.

However, he was only ranked first among the 99 people.

The world was so big, and he didn’t know what rank he could be.

If he died,

Would they fall into the dust like the withered leaves in front of them?

If so, how should he live his life?

He was thinking about his life.

He suddenly felt a murderous aura.

Murderous intent came from behind.

Thus, he casually pulled out his knife.

The speed, aura, aura, light, and shape of the saber were as brilliant as a god’s saber. It was flawless, like a dream, dreamy and charming.

He didn’t even look back, nor did he care who it was. He just used his strength to shake off the blood drops that had appeared on the blade out of nowhere, shaking them away so that the blade remained clean and dry. Then, he gently and slowly sheathed it.

Wind-on-Snow’s thoughts were not interrupted. He squatted down and picked up the fallen leaf. He felt that he was such a fallen leaf.

But he didn’t want that.

In his heart, there was a ball of quiet karmic fire burning.

Now, his surname was Feng. This was something that his teacher had personally admitted.

Teacher was so great.

In that case, as a disciple who shared the same surname as his teacher, he should be a little stronger, right?

Suddenly,

Another gust of wind suddenly came from above his head.

The other two gusts of wind were stuck in the cold shadows. They coordinated and intertwined like vipers hunting.

Three gusts of wind and three shadows attacked!

Wind-on-Snow drew her saber seriously.

The blade flashed.

All the movements in the world stopped.

He carefully wiped away the blood with a fallen leaf.

Then, he sheathed his saber. On the ground…

There were a total of four corpses.

He didn’t want to look, but he still glanced at the corpses curiously. His stomach suddenly churned, and he couldn’t help but run forward. Then, he squatted in the corner of the alley and retched. Tears fell from her eyes as she retched.

Was life that easy to pass away?