Chapter 164
"They've gone to interrogate those assassins," Ouyang said.
"The mountain rain is about to come..."
Shen Yunfei furrowed his brow and sighed, "Whenever this order is issued, it signifies that Xiyu Tower has grand ambitions. I fear that Junior Brother Li will find it hard to extract any useful information."
Most of the assassins from Xiyu Tower would rather die than reveal the secrets of the tower. Once branded a traitor, their fate would be worse than death.
Ouyang nodded and added, "So, Junior Brother Li still has Pu... Pu something? Oh, Pulambi."
"What’s Pulambi?"
"It’s the second plan."
Ouyang lowered his voice, signaling his fellow disciples to lean in closer. As he spoke, he couldn't help but let out a strange cackle.
The more they listened, the more peculiar their expressions became.
Not far away, Shen's parents exchanged glances.
"Dear, Qingyuan Sect is a reputable orthodox sect, right?" Shen's mother asked anxiously.
Shen's father scratched his head, "I believe so..."
He recalled the book Ouyang had shoved into his hands, "The Overbearing Empress Fell in Love with Me," and the strange, bound men who had just been escorted to the woodshed, their mouths stuffed with cloth, making them look like they were kidnapped.
Old Shen felt a twinge of guilt.
At that moment, Shen Yunfei stepped forward, "Father, I’ll need you both to cooperate later."
"Huh?"
...
Inside the woodshed, Li Mo sat on a stool sipping tea, while Ying Bing stood at the door, sword in hand.
"So, you call yourself Bloodhand Vulture? You kill one person and lose a hair? With your head and eyebrows all plucked, does that mean you’ve killed countless people?"
Li, the young hero, spoke with righteous indignation.
"Well... actually... I accidentally swapped the body-refining potion for hair removal cream during my medicinal bath, so I lost all my hair and eyebrows," Bloodhand Vulture replied sheepishly.
"And you? Death's Eye, Absolute Blade? You have quite a reputation in the underworld, don’t you? Everyone who sees you dies?"
"My eyes get dry easily... I have congenital dry eye syndrome, and when the wind blows, I can’t help but squint."
"Jade-faced Flying Dragon, I heard you even dared to intercept the birthday tribute of the King of Southern Town? You’re quite audacious."
Li Mo, having not received the big-headed doll, slapped the tea table with his hand.
Jade-faced Flying Dragon lowered his head, "I wouldn’t dare touch the King of Southern Town’s birthday tribute. When you’re out in the world, you need to have some impressive stories to tell..."
Li Mo's mouth twitched.
How did these guys manage to become notorious killers?
Indeed, every organization has its share of misfits, and Xiyu Tower was no exception.
"I, Qingyuan Sect, suppress evil and stand against crime," Li Mo declared. "What plans does Xiyu Tower have in Yunzhou? Speak honestly, and I might let you off lightly, considering your sins aren't too deep."
As his words fell, the group exchanged glances, filled with hesitation.
The assassin wrapped in bandages snorted coldly, "You little brat, dare to interrogate us? Do as you wish—kill or torture, it’s all the same to us!"
"Otherwise, when the experts from our tower arrive, you’ll have no place to bury your bodies!"
As emotionless killers, being tied up like this was a great humiliation!
The others flushed with anger, feeling indignant.
Hmm?
Ying Bing's gaze swept over them, her eyes glinting with menace.
They quieted down.
But still, they exchanged glances, too afraid to speak.
Living in the tower was one thing, but if they leaked any secrets, their fate would be worse than being killed by Li Mo—at least that would be quick.
"Since you’re so stubborn..."
Li Mo brushed off his clothes, stood up, and walked to the door, signaling Ying Bing with a gesture.
Then he stepped outside.
Ying Bing, expressionless, drew her Tian Shuang sword and slowly approached.
Seeing the girl, the assassins felt a twinge of regret. Jade-faced Flying Dragon was so scared that tears streamed down his face as he shook his head frantically.
But just then—
Clang! Bang!—
Suddenly, the sounds of a fierce battle erupted outside, mixed with voices.
"Who are you?!" This was Li Mo's voice.
"Heh, someone here to take your life."
It was a deep, gravelly voice.
Sensing something was off, Ying Bing leaped outside.
Boom—
Bang bang—
Crackling—
The entire courtyard seemed to be engulfed in a fierce fight.
Before long, a hammer flew through the air, smashing the main door to pieces.
A figure clad in a black robe, wielding a uniquely shaped short-handled hammer, radiated a fierce and intimidating aura that was utterly terrifying.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m not a good person," he said in a deep voice.
"And you are...?"
"The Hammer King of the Northwest."
The man produced a badge, confirming his identity.
"Outside..."
"All taken care of. Come with me quickly."
With a loud crash, the Chixiao Sword was thrown to the ground, motionless, as if it had lost its spirit.
Bloodhand Vulture was greatly shocked.
When did such a powerful newcomer emerge from the tower? Even that chillingly strong girl wasn’t his match?
But the badge couldn’t be faked!
No longer doubting, the group followed the Northwest Hammer King after he freed them from their bindings.
Along the way, Qingyuan Sect disciples stepped forward to block their path.
"Stop, you madman!"
Ouyang charged ahead to intercept them.
Then he was sent flying by a single hammer strike.
Pfft—
He spat out blood, collapsing to the ground, limbs twitching, clearly beyond saving.
The Qingyuan Sect disciples were no match for a single blow!
Before long, they fled into the Silent Sea Forest.
This forest stretched for thousands of miles; without a guide, it was impossible to find one’s way, twisting and turning, making pursuit futile.
Finally, they escaped to a safe place with the Northwest Hammer King.
"Brother Hammer King, thank you for your help," Bloodhand Vulture said, bowing deeply, filled with gratitude.
A person like him, once grown, would likely rival even the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon.
If only he could cling to such a powerful ally...
"We’re all colleagues in the tower, no need for thanks. I was just passing through," the Northwest Hammer King replied casually.
He continued, "By the way, did something happen in Yunzhou?"
"Brother Hammer King, you don’t know?" Jade-faced Flying Dragon asked, puzzled.
A person like him, in any branch, would be a core figure, not someone who wouldn’t even know about the impending storm order.
"I’m the top of the Unseen Trials in Ziyang Prefecture. The Ziyang branch was destroyed, and I haven’t found my organization since."
"I see."
They all showed sympathy, having heard about the Ziyang Prefecture incident.
"If it weren’t for that Shang Wu, Brother Hammer King, you would have soared to great heights by now."
Recalling their earlier experiences, Bloodhand Vulture and the others felt immense anger.
The Northwest Hammer King nodded, also indignantly snorting, "That Shang Wu has humiliated me repeatedly, beating me up! She even unleashed the inner realm, hitting me while roasting me with fire!"
"She even made me cook for her!"
The others gasped, "!!"
How tragic is that?
A killer reduced to cooking for someone, while being beaten daily—it's enough to break anyone's heart.
Even more astonishing, how did the Hammer King manage to escape alive from that female demon?
At that moment, feeling a kinship, the group felt an urge to become sworn brothers with the Northwest Hammer King.
"Brother Hammer King, don’t worry."
"When you return to the organization, you’ll surely soar to great heights, and then you can wash away the shame yourself!"
So, they began to spill everything they knew, pouring out information like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Including the location of the Xiyu Tower branch in Yunzhou, the experts from Xiyu Tower who had gone there...
Finally, Bloodhand Vulture lamented, "Brother Hammer King, if you killed that Li Mo from Qingyuan Sect, it’s a pity you didn’t leave any proof."
"Otherwise, you could have claimed the bounty, which would have been quite a sum."
"Oh?"
The Northwest Hammer King seemed intrigued, "So, Li Mo’s bounty is still valuable?"
"Indeed, but..."
Death's Eye, Absolute Blade advised, "The county is under martial law now; the garrison must have arrived. If we go back, we might be too late."
"Right, too late."
"By the way, is Li Mo dead or not?"
"What a pity, I wanted to finish him off myself."
...
The group, filled with murderous intent, had completely shed their earlier weak and helpless demeanor.
But they heard the Northwest Hammer King chuckle, "No need to trouble yourselves; why go back to look?"
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