Fang Shaogong's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".
Ye Xingchen's slight pause nearly cost him his life.
"Do you believe that I can kill you with my next kick?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"I believe you, Ye Xingchen. Let's talk this out. Let me go, and we'll talk." Fang Shaogong backed down.
"Who gave you the golden kill order from downstairs to kill me?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"I don't know... Our assassination squad specializes in taking on missions, and we don't know our clients' information. That's the rule." Fang Shaogong struggled to sit up.
"Others may not know, but as the young master of the Three Thousand Sects, I find it hard to believe you don't know." Ye Xingchen sneered, "I don't want to kill anyone right now, don't force me to take your dog's life."
"I really don't know, I... I only heard that he was a Japanese." Fang Shaogong said fearfully, "And he not only asked our Three Thousand Towers to help, but also... he also asked the Shi Jiu Wu family to deal with you."
"The Corpse Dove Witch Clan? No wonder I saw traces of zombies today; they were after me all along." Ye Xingchen laughed. "Besides that, what else do you know?"
"I... that's all I know," Fang Shaogong said.
"The Three Thousand Towers are getting worse and worse. To kill a Heavenly Realm expert, they send out trash like you? Who do you think you are?" Ye Xingchen sneered, "I won't kill you today. Tell the Three Thousand Towers not to mess with me, or I'll wipe out your entire family. Get lost."
Ye Xingchen glanced at him, then let go of him and turned to go back.
Fang Shaogong struggled to his feet, staring at Ye Xingchen's back with a grim expression. Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand, and a golden lotus appeared in his palm.
The ultimate weapon of the Three Thousand Towers, the Thousand Lotus Appears Once.
The extremely sophisticated mechanism, unleashing a barrage of hidden weapons, can almost guarantee a fatal blow if caught off guard.
However, only top-tier assassins possess such hidden weapons; but Fang Shaogong is the young master of the Three Thousand Towers, so it's normal for him to carry this thing for self-defense.
With a whoosh, the golden lotus suddenly unfolded, followed by a deluge of hidden weapons that swept towards Ye Xingchen.
"Ye Xingchen, I'll kill you!" Fang Shaogong roared, as countless hidden weapons attacked Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen pointed his finger into the air, gathering his true energy, and struck back with a palm.
An invisible gale formed, instantly blocking the overwhelming barrage of hidden weapons.
"Originally, I didn't want to stoop to your level, but since you're courting death, I won't mind granting your wish." Ye Xingchen waved his hand, and the countless hidden weapons immediately rebounded back.
With a series of thuds, countless needles pierced dozens of tiny holes in Fang Shaogong's body, and bursts of blood mist occasionally emanated from his body.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud and died.
But this guy died with his eyes wide open, and he died very unwillingly.
The coldness in Ye Xingchen's eyes slowly faded. He had made an enemy of the Three Thousand Towers, but it didn't matter. After all, the Three Thousand Towers dared to accept any kind of mission.
Ye Xingchen called Su Jin to handle the body, then returned to his room and carried Si Qianyu back to his own room.
The medicine had taken effect on Si Qianyu; her face was flushed and fine beads of sweat were seeping from her body.
Ye Xingchen took out silver needles and began to perform acupuncture to expel the poison from her.
However, Si Qianyu twisted her body and occasionally let out a slight panting.
The alluring voice made it impossible for Ye Xingchen to calm down. Suddenly, Si Qianyu wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body tightly against his.
"What are you doing? If you keep acting like this, I can't treat you." Ye Xingchen was both amused and exasperated; he was hardly a gentleman.
Unless a eunuch, who could resist such a person who could remain unmoved by a woman's advances?
"Ye Xingchen...you've gotten off easy today." Si Qianyu was panting as she grabbed Ye Xingchen: "Quickly."
“You are sober now, there’s no way I’m taking advantage of you on purpose,” Ye Xingchen said.
Yes, we just removed some of the poison from her body, and she is now conscious.
"Why do you talk so much nonsense?" Si Qianyu gritted her teeth and stared at Ye Xingchen, then suddenly pressed down on him.
Left with no other option, Ye Xingchen had to surrender.
She didn't know how much time had passed before Si Qianyu finally woke up, groggily.
"Awake?" Ye Xingchen was already sitting to the side.
Si Qianyu grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her naked clothes: "Get out."
"How can you be so heartless?" Ye Xingchen said helplessly. Who was it that was riding on someone else and shaking so wildly just now?
How could they turn their backs on someone so soon after waking up? Isn't that a bit too heartless?
Si Qianyu remained silent, only shedding tears in silence.
“Last night… I was able to detoxify you because you asked for it, so don’t blame me,” Ye Xingchen said.
"With your strength, don't you have the ability to resist?" Si Qianyu was somewhat annoyed.
"Why should I resist?" Ye Xingchen asked, somewhat bewildered. "I don't want a bastard who's offered himself up."
"Get out!" Si Qianyu said, her teeth itching with anger.
She reached for her clothes, but suddenly, she felt a warm current flowing through her dantian, and then her internal energy circulated, becoming many times more abundant than before.
"What did you do to me?" Si Qianyu was taken aback; her strength seemed to have increased.
She used to be at the peak of the Earth Realm, but now she has one foot in the Heaven Realm.
"With the Joyful Union Technique and your unique physique, both of you will benefit this night. You are only a thin veil away from the Heavenly Realm," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
Si Qianyu's expression was somewhat complicated. She had lost her body, but in return, she had achieved a breakthrough in her cultivation level. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
"You're welcome." Seeing her complicated expression, Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"I never said I wanted to thank you." Si Qianyu said angrily, "Get out, I'm going to get dressed."
"What didn't I see last night?" Ye Xingchen shook his head helplessly, but he still stood up.
A moment later, Si Qianyu finished dressing and went out.
Compared to before, she has become more feminine and looks even more charming and attractive.
Moreover, looking at Ye Xingchen, she just couldn't bring herself to hate him.
"I'm going back," Si Qianyu said. "Let's pretend the past never happened."
"Go back? Go back where?" Ye Xingchen glanced at her: "Back to the Three Thousand Tower?"
"Otherwise what? I've been an orphan since I was little, and the Three Thousand Towers is my home. Where else can I go if I don't go back to the Three Thousand Towers?" Si Qianyu glanced at him and said, "You'd better be careful. The Three Thousand Towers has sent five top assassins to take your life."
"It doesn't matter, bring it on." Ye Xingchen smiled and asked, "Your young master died because of you, I don't believe your master will let you go."
"Besides, you've done a lot for the Three Thousand Towers, yet Fang Shaogong dares to treat you like this. It's better not to go back to an organization like this."
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