"Boss, are you from out of town? How about our local specialties?" the stall owner asked with a smile.
"Pretty good." Ye Xingchen nodded.
"Then eat more, it's all-you-can-eat, the people here are very generous." The stall owner still had a smile on his face.
Ye Xingchen finished the bowl of wontons in a whirlwind and then put down his chopsticks.
"How about I give you another bowl? It'll be all you can eat," the stall owner said with a smile.
"No need." Ye Xingchen shook his head: "It contains a kind of digestive powder; if you eat too much, you won't be able to digest it."
The stall owner's expression changed slightly, and he pulled a knife from his stall.
Meanwhile, the fruit and egg vendors around them jumped up and started a fight. In an instant, dozens of people with knives and swords surrounded Ye Xingchen.
"Ye Xingchen, I am acting on the orders of Miao Yue, the master of the Three Thousand Towers, to take your head." The stall owner held a long knife.
"You're probably not getting my head today," Ye Xingchen said calmly. "The Three Thousand Pavilion is about to change hands, and you're still risking your lives for it?"
"Enough with the nonsense! You killed our young master, and today we'll cut off your head!" the stall owner roared. "Go! Cut him down!"
A group of people rushed up, yelling. Ye Xingchen slowly raised his head, and suddenly, his figure blurred and disappeared on the spot.
A white sword aura suddenly formed from the outside, surrounding the group of ten people.
Ye Xingchen's figure had already disappeared into the distance, but everyone clearly heard the word "Kill them all."
With a whoosh, the white sword energy suddenly converged, and screams filled the air. The white energy disappeared, leaving only a pile of severed limbs.
Three Thousand Misty Rain Pavilions.
The Misty Rain Tower is ten zhang tall and has a unique shape. It is an extremely beautiful sight and also a symbol of the Three Thousand Towers.
The Three Thousand Towers live by killing and have been established for hundreds of years.
Now, Si Qianyu was kneeling in the main hall of Yanyu Tower, while Miao Yue, dressed in finery, stared intently at her with sharp eyes.
"You still have the nerve to come back?" Miao Yue's eyes were sharp.
“I came back to prove that I didn’t betray the Three Thousand Towers,” Si Qianyu said slowly. “Master, the Three Thousand Towers shouldn’t have accepted this job.”
"Shut up! My Three Thousand Towers has been established for three hundred years, living by killing. We are the number one assassin sect in the martial world." Miao Yue said sternly, "Is there any job in this world that our Three Thousand Towers can't take?"
“You betrayed the Three Thousand Towers, causing my son to die in another place. Guards, seize her and execute her by burning the sky lantern.”
"Yes." The disciples of the Three Thousand Towers stepped forward, ready to make their move.
But Si Qianyu slowly raised her head, and the instant she did so, a wave of energy rose out of thin air.
With a whoosh, a group of disciples were sent flying by her.
Si Qianyu instantly entered the half-step Celestial Phenomenon realm. She stood up, and the Seven Tribulations and the Dust-Avoiding Sword appeared in her hands.
"Sanqianlou has shown me kindness as a teacher, but that is all. If anyone dares to take another step forward, don't blame me for disregarding our camaraderie." Si Qianyu's eyes swept over everyone, her aura intimidating.
Yes, there is no camaraderie among the disciples of the Three Thousand Towers, because everyone there is an assassin. Assassins have no emotions; they only want to push you into the abyss.
"Half-step... Celestial Phenomenon?" Miao Yue was shocked.
Si Qianyu had only been out of the mountains for two months, and before that, her strength was only at the peak of the Earth Realm. How did she manage to reach the Half-Step Celestial Realm in just two months? Did she encounter a deity?
"Fine, you've grown wings and don't even respect your sect anymore. What do you want? To slaughter the Three Thousand Towers?" Miao Yue was furious.
Her current strength is only at the Heavenly Realm, how can she fight? How can she avenge her son?
The murderous intent in Si Qianyu's eyes slowly faded: "Qianyu wouldn't dare. My master has been kind to me. I've come back today to settle things with the Three Thousand Towers."
"How do you want to end this? My son is dead, so there's no point in me living. What about you, Tianxiang? I'm your master. Let's see if you dare to fight back." Miao Yue roared, and with a flick of her wrists, two iron claws with chains appeared with a whoosh.
The infamous weapon in the martial arts world, the Yin Ghost Reaper Claw, with two whooshing sounds, sent two sharp claws hurtling towards Si Qianyu.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Si Qianyu's eyes. In the end, she dropped the two knives in her hands and stood there, neither dodging nor flinching.
With a thud, two ghostly claws locked onto her shoulder blades, and she fell to her knees with a thud.
The intense pain made her delicate body tremble uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth and said, "This is my first time, to thank you for raising me."
"Good, you have guts." Miao Yue sneered, tightened the iron chain in her hand, and then went around the roof beam, forcibly hoisting Si Qianyu up.
At the same time, several more iron chains appeared, completely binding her.
"So what if it's a celestial phenomenon? I'll lock your shoulder blades, destroy your dantian, cripple your cultivation, and make you a complete cripple from now on." Miao Yue's face was twisted in a grimace as she laughed loudly.
"The second time, I will not fight back, to express my gratitude to my teacher." Si Qianyu slowly raised her head, blood oozing from her lips.
"I have a question for you."
"You're going to die anyway, so go ahead and ask," Miao Yue sneered.
"Who are my biological parents?" Si Qianyu endured the intense pain in her body.
“Biological parents? Haha, who among those who have entered my Three Thousand Towers has parents?” Miao Yue said sternly, “You want to find your biological parents? You’ll never find them in this lifetime.”
"Do you know why?" Miao Yue asked coldly. "Because once you are chosen by the Three Thousand Towers, your biological parents will encounter an accident. The assassins will sever your emotional ties and prevent you from being distracted by them when you grow up and try to find them."
"With so many disciples in the Three Thousand Towers, how many... how many people do you intend to kill?" Si Qianyu's pupils contracted, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared.
In the dream and the illusion, it should be my mother. These people snatch the child away from her and then... kill her?
"Haha, we're assassins, and haven't you stained your own hands with the blood of innocent people?" Miao Yuejian laughed loudly. "What, are you suddenly acting like a saint?"
“Master, this is the last time I’ll call you that.” Si Qianyu closed her eyes: “For so many years, I’ve been having the same dream over and over again.”
"The gentle woman in my dream must be my mother, and the reason I'm alive is because of this memory, now..."
Si Qianyu suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze icy: "You have even extinguished the last vestige of my hope, so the bond between us as master and disciple is now severed."
"Your shoulder blades are locked by me, so you can't use your cultivation at all. Even if you're a half-step Celestial Phenomenon cultivator, what can you do?" Miao Yue said viciously. "My son is dead. Go down and be buried with him."
Si Qianyu suddenly swung her arms, releasing a chilling aura instantly. With a snap, the iron chains binding her shoulder blades broke, and an extremely powerful aura forced Miao Yue back.
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