The Strongest Sect of All Times

Mountain Cat and his four subordinates had searched within a certain area, while also maintaining a certain distance from headquarters — it was professional enough, cautious enough.

But my condolences. 

With Jun Changxiao using the special functions of the 8x Scope, even if it was nighttime, he could catch every action and movement clearly. 

Once he became a Lu-like Buddha, mortals were but ants. 

Spying on how they were searching, Jun Changxiao muttered, “This group of mice who do not just hide in their hole but have dreams.”

Xiao Zuiji said, “Sect Head, there’s people, right?”

“There are people.” Jun Changxiao said, “Let’s hide.”

Towards this disciple’s vigilance, he had to give praise. 

“Ok.”

Xiao Zuiji dove into a thick patch of grass, maintaining absolute stillness.

Jun Changxiao shouldered the rifle and slipped into the forest, summoning the Cold Edge Sword from the storage ring. 

He had just comprehended a little bit of the First Word: Quick Move and these assassins showed up, so he was certainly going to test it out. 

Shua!

With the aid of the 8x Scope, Jun Changxiao leapt up and hid on the branches of a tall tree. The assassins in front did not turn around, about to pass underneath the tree.

500 meters away.

The gold-level assassins who were rushing about did not think that despite their caution, they had already been exposed and were currently advancing towards death, step by step. 

The night was dark and silent. 

There was the occasional whistle of the wind, which was quite bone-chilling. 

An assassin who was nearing Jun Changxiao shivered, complaining, “Fuck, why is there such a cold wind during this time of the year?”

Shua—

Suddenly, a cold light flashed above. 

“Huh?”

Mountain Cat, who had been on the side, caught the flash and rushed over. He found his subordinate standing in the same place and whispered, “Little Seventh, what happened?”

That assassin did not speak, continuing to stand. 

Mountain Cat frowned. He was just about to move closer when he noticed that his subordinate lowered his head, and then… the man’s head dropped directly to the ground, blood spurting out with a ‘tss tss’. 

That was too sudden, too frightening!

Even the mentally strong Mountain Cat could not help but retreat a few steps in panic at the sight, his eyes glazed with surprise.

What… What happened?

For no reason, my guy’s head just fell!

Flash, that flash!

Xiu—

As he was thinking, there was another flash of cold light from the corner of his vision. He quickly rushed over, only to find another subordinate standing still as a statue. 

“Little Eighth…”

Mountain Cat had only just called out when the subordinate fell to his knees, a tiny sword cut appearing at the nape of his neck. The subordinate’s head tilted down and he died. 

That flash!

Definitely that flash!

Shua!

Mountain Cat was immediately vigilant, pinching the hidden weapon stored in his sleeves. His eyes roamed the area, gradually filling with fear.

Two of his subordinates had been killed in the span of several breaths, one had his head sliced off, the other had his throat slashed. The sneak-attacker’s sword was too quick, definitely someone of the same profession and had received absolute training!

“Boss!”

The other two assassins also saw the flash of light and rushed over from both sides. 

However, one of them hadn’t gotten close when he felt an ice-cold chill in the air behind him. 

Xiu—

A cold light flashed past. 

Putong!

That gold-level assassin thudded to the ground, a deep sword mark across his back. Since the speed of the word had been too quick, it took a moment before blood began to seep from the gash. 

“Little Ninth!”

Mountain Cat’s eyes were red as he rushed over, his cry breaking the silence of the forest. 

Xiu—

That sword light flashed by again and the other assassin knelt to the ground, lowering his head and dying. 

Within a short time, four gold-level assassins had been killed. The entire process had happened within the time it took to light a match; Mountain Cat hadn’t even been able to see the person’s figure. 

“Aaah!”

He turned around, angrily shouting, “Who is it! Get the fuck over here for your father!”

An assassin's first rule was: regardless of the situation, to keep calm and stay unemotional. 

But Mountain Cat was unable to do that at the moment, because this mysteriously appearing and disappearing assassination technique made him very frightened. Shouting loudly was actually emboldening himself!

Sha, sha, sha.

As the words echoed, Mountain Cat suddenly turned around, but he didn’t even see someone’s shadow. The fear within his eyes deepened. 

The assassins, who walked the night roads, were sometimes more afraid of the dark than the average person, and feared the strange experiences more!

Sha, sha, sha!

Sha, sha, sha!

There was the sound of something swishing, but no matter how Mountain Cat searched for the origin, he could find nothing. 

It was as if the thing hiding wasn’t a person but a ghost!

Keep calm, keep calm. 

Mountain Cat shook his head, carefully suppressing the fear in his heart. When he raised his head after stabilizing his emotions, a face appeared right in front of him, appearing in his field of vision!

“Ahh!”

A scream echoed through the forest. 

Xiao Zuiji heard the strange, frightened cry, and seemed to have grasped the meaning of something. He thought, Did they see a ghost or something?

…

Mountain Cat staggered back a dozen steps, his eyes filled with fear and surprise. 

Before him, Jun Changxiao tilted his head with a smile. “Your mentality is very strong, you didn’t pee yourself from fear?”

“You…” Mountain Cat forcefully restrained his fear and said, “Are a person… not a ghost!”

“Tsk, tsk.” Jun Changxiao said, “Do assassins also believe in ghosts and gods? Is this the reason you walk the night roads?”

“Hateful!” Mountain Cat spat. He flicked his right hand and the three dart-like hidden weapons instantly flew out. With spirit power poured into them, their speed was terribly fast. 

Shua! Shua!

Jun Changxiao used a mysterious technique to avoid them. Standing slightly to the side, he said, “You cannot injure me with this type of hidden weapon.”

Mountain Cat startled. “You… you used Ghost Steps!”

“Are you very surprised?” Jun Changxiao asked. 

How could he not be surprised?

Ghost Steps was the special technique of Drizzle Pavilion; as an ordinary-grade advanced technique, the user would seem like a ghost. 

Mountain Cat exclaimed, “You… How did you learn it? And you’re even so adept at it!”

Although Ghost Steps was not mid-grade, martial artists with mediocre aptitude would still need at least 3-5 years of cultivation to master it. 

Black One and Black Two were kidnapped and sold to the organization when they were 8 or 9 years old; they had studied it for more then ten years to reach an acceptable level of accomplishment. 

“I casually studied it,” Jun Changxiao said. 

This was not boasting. While he lay in ambush on the tree, he used the remaining time on the Insight Talisman to study the previously obtained Ghost Steps manual, comprehending it to the pinnacle. 

You should know, Drizzle Pavilion’s master had only comprehended Ghost Steps to major accomplishment!

No wonder Jun Changxiao could achieve such silent killings and could frighten the mentally tough trump-card assassin. 

As for the just learned First Word: Quick Move, he hadn’t used it much, relying entirely on his natural speed and the Cold Edge Sword. 

In this case, the Insight Talisman was not used in vait, at least he had learned footwork. 

This guy, he could not ever lose and must only be gaining!

“Impossible…” Mountain Cat was still in disbelief. “Ghost Steps has to be constantly practiced, it is impossible for you to learn it immediately!”

“This issue is unimportant. More importantly…” Jun Changxiao slid the Cold Edge Sword from its sheath and grasped the hilt, gaze chiling. “You are dying immediately.”

Shua!

As he spoke, Mountain Cat turned around and bolted through the forest, displaying Ghost Steps. 

Based on how this guy had killed four of his subordinates and then showed up by his side undiscovered, the assassin realized the attacker had terrifying strength — running away was the sensible decision. 

Shua, shua, shua!

After running a few dozen meters, Mountain Cat glanced behind him, only to discover a sword light partially visible in the distance. He then realized that the opponent hadn’t pursued him, the corners of his mouth lifting into a sneer. 

The sight gave him confidence to successfully escape with the dim light and complex environment, and successfully return to the headquarters.

Bang—

Suddenly, there was a loud sound. 

Mountain Cat, who had just come to the conclusion that his escape was successful, suddenly changed his expression. The next second, there was a heart-wrenching pain from his right shoulder. 

His right arm had been completely cut off!

Body unbalanced, Mountain Cat stumbled into a tall tree, then dove into a thick patch of grass, his expression exceptionally fierce. 

Shua!

Shortly, Jun Changxiao walked over. Crouching above the assassin, he smiled darkly. “Prey that I have set my eyes on will either die or become crippled, but will not escape.”

Because he was losing blood, the assassin’s field of vision was gradually becoming fuzzy, 

Mountain Cat seemed to have seen something from the depths of hell, something like the smiling face of the devil…