Free Web NovelXiao Qin took out a letter, made of the same material as the one found on the Huai Mountain Three Fiends last time.
It had, likewise, already been deciphered by Zuoqiu Yang.
"My dear younger brothers, after three days' absence, one should look at you with new eyes."
"Recently, you have gained immense fame in the Wu Jian Trial, and the Judge is very pleased with you, especially Dragon Fiend."
"Lord Judge personally praised him, saying he is a born killer."
The tone of the letter ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) had become much more amicable; after a few days, he was already calling them 'younger brothers'.
A born killer?
Xiao Qin looked at Li Mo in surprise.
What kind of heinous deeds did Li Shidi commit to earn such high praise from even the Rain Listening Pavilion's Judge?
As expected of Li Shidi, it seems there's nothing he can't do well.
"Cough, keep reading."
In fact, Li Mo himself was bewildered; what did he do?
He just simply hammered a few people to death and then destroyed the bodies, that's all.
"I imagine that with the strength of you younger brothers, passing the Wu Jian Trial will be effortless."
"After the trial ends, please come to Lingjiang Wharf for a meeting."
"The Judge has an important matter that he entrusted to me, your elder brother, to handle. I tried my best to secure this opportunity for you to participate as soon as you joined the Pavilion. When you rise to prominence, do not forget me."
"— — — — Xiao Mituo respectfully yours."
The content of the letter ended here.
Li Mo and Xiao Qin couldn't help but look at each other.
Even the Pavilion's affairs were starting to involve them.
Did this mean they were...
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"Listening to Xiao Mituo's tone, the Judge's status in the Rain Listening Pavilion seems to be higher than his."
Xiao Qin was quite certain.
Actually, Martial Venerable Qianxing had told him.
The Rain Listening Pavilion's Judge is the one who determines whether assassins have completed their missions and is also the guarantee of the Rain Listening Pavilion's reputation.
"The Judge's personal matter... what could it be?"
"We haven't encountered this so-called Judge yet, but it's definitely nothing good."
Xiao Li thought for a moment and felt there must be something fishy about it.
A group of assassins couldn't possibly form a team to help old ladies cross the street, could they?
Looking at Xiao Mituo's request for a meeting, Li Mo said:
"Let's still proceed according to our original plan."
"When we meet Xiao Mituo, let's take him out first, otherwise, we'll always be at risk of being exposed."
"Anyway, we've already been chosen to work for the Judge, so we'll definitely have a chance to meet him then."
"Good."
Xiao Qin nodded, then got back into the donkey cart, preparing to go back and tell Zuoqiu Yang the good news.
The donkey cart was full of cooking oil; the hot pot restaurant used a lot daily.
In the afternoon.
Happy times are always short-lived.
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The little ones all reluctantly came out to bid farewell.
They had all just learned martial arts.
Li Mo didn't give them anything too good; these low-grade martial arts were enough for building a foundation for now.
His gaze swept over them, and Li Mo was a little confused again:
"Where's that girl Chu Long?"
He had been a bit strange in the afternoon.
Chu Long would always timidly call out to him, then hesitate to speak, saying it was nothing.
"Li Dage... I... I'm here."
Suddenly.
Jiang Chulong, holding a cloth bundle in her arms, ran over with small steps.
"This... this is for you."
The cloth bundle was tucked into his arms.
Li Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at it; inside was a very clumsily made... piece of clothing?
The fabric was very good, with a sword embroidered on it, and... this material somehow looked familiar?
"You went out to pick up things just to save money to make clothes?"
"Mm... mm-hmm..."
"It's a pity I'm too... too clumsy... I wasted a lot of material..."
"It's not... wasted... I used it to... make sachets..."
Jiang Chulong's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Oh, I see.
The sachets received by the Heavenly Venerable were products of leftover material recycling.
Li Mo was momentarily torn between laughter and tears.
But then he immediately noticed something was wrong.
"You picked up so many things, did you only get enough money to buy fabric?"
"Yes... trash... not worth much..."
"This... this one piece... can only... sell for ten... copper coins."
Jiang Chulong pointed at the 'scrap metal' nearby.
Li Mo glanced at it, his eye twitching.
If he wasn't mistaken, that was an axe forged from hundred-refined steel. Although it wasn't new, it could easily sell for thirty taels of silver at a blacksmith's shop.
Ten copper coins? What the hell, a black market! Did their conscience get eaten by dogs?!
"Chu Long."
"Huh?"
"Tell me which shop usually buys your stuff, I have something to discuss with them."
"Li Dage, do you... do you also want to... sell scrap?"
.......
Lingjiang Wharf.
Countless large and small boats were docked, and the sound of the river water lapping against the shore was accompanied by fishermen's songs.
In the river, a Wupeng boat swayed.
"Li Mo and Ying Bing, have they finally appeared in Fu City?!"
Yin Huacheng crushed the paper in his palm, letting it fall into the river, disappearing without a trace.
Ziyang Prefecture City's waters were stirred up due to the Wu Jian Trial.
It was said that the Huai Mountain Three Fiends appeared and disappeared without a trace, striking fiercely, like three killing gods, making even the most vicious participants of the trial tremble with fear.
Because of them, the Wu Jian Trial even showed signs of ending early.
This turmoil would soon pass.
Opportunity was fleeting.
Suddenly, Yin Huacheng's ears twitched, and he said to the outside:
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"Your Excellency, to be able to serve as the Demon Summoning Sect's welcoming envoy, you indeed possess some skill."
A figure with a smiling Buddha head lifted the boat curtain and walked in.
"Are you the one sent by Judge Cui to do business?"
"Precisely."
Xiao Mituo spoke, and faint Buddhist chants seemed to echo.
It cleansed the soul, cut off desires, making one indifferent even to immediate death, willing to willingly offer one's neck to the blade...
"You've cultivated this Buddhist skill as if it were an evil art, haha..."
"Interesting, have a seat."
Yin Huacheng poured a cup of tea for the other party, considering it an acknowledgment of his strength.
"The sea of suffering is boundless; I merely help people transcend it and ascend to ultimate bliss."
Xiao Mituo nodded and sat down.
Yin Huacheng went straight to the point, asking:
"How is the matter progressing?"
"Only the last batch of 'goods' remains, then they can be loaded onto the ship and depart. Using the Crimson Whale Gang's flag, it will be smooth sailing all the way; Your Excellency can rest assured."
"When will the goods arrive?"
"When the branch master arrives, the goods will arrive. When the Inner Scenery masters clash, the goods can be dispatched."
Xiao Mituo said indifferently.
"Inner Scenery clash..."
Yin Huacheng drank his tea, seemingly savoring the taste.
"By the way, I need you to kill an Inner Breath Realm master and hand over all his belongings to me. How much will it cost?"
"Within the Dark Pavilion, there are set prices. The welcoming envoy can go and post a bounty."
"How much money would make you accept the mission?" Yin Huacheng asked.
He wanted to play it safe.
Currently, the Rain Listening Pavilion's branch had not yet been established, making it difficult to find reliable assassins.
"My Take action depends on fate."
Xiao Mituo said calmly.
"One xuan crystal."
Yin Huacheng gritted his teeth and said.
"Are you trying to kill Li Mo, the True Disciple of Qingyuan Sect?"
Xiao Mituo didn't agree, but instead asked.
Subtext: One xuan crystal isn't even worth that Mystic Weapon, and I'd have to endure Qingyuan Sect's wrath. Do you think I'm stupid?
"I accidentally obtained this item years ago."
Yin Huacheng's expression changed, and he took out another item.
A scroll with a Buddha's portrait.
Although it was a Buddha, its seat was a black lotus. Amidst its compassionate expression, there was a hint of eeriness, for beneath its lotus seat were countless corpses of living beings, blood flowing like a river.
Clearly, it was a visualization diagram for some martial art.
Xiao Mituo's breathing noticeably grew heavier.
After a long silence, he slowly spoke:
"The fate has arrived."
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