Hidden Blade

Chapter 9 A Priceless Life Is Easy to Obtain, But a Priceless Head Is Hard to Obtain

In an inn in Phoenix Forest City, Xu Han woke up from the hoarse cries of the crows.

He rubbed his somewhat swollen temples and sat up from the wine-stained bed.

The early morning sun shone through the windows of the room. Xu Han narrowed his eyes and looked at the black crow standing on the windowsill.

He frowned.

He knew that his good days had come to an end.

He walked listlessly to the windowsill, took out a piece of paper from the crow's ankle, and opened it.

"May 5, Chongzhou , Jingsheng City."

At the end of the letter, there was a red seal under the letter, which read "Asura".

There were only nine words left, and there was no need to say anything else. However, Xu Han's expression became exceptionally ugly.

The red mark was the Asura Token. Once the Asura Token was issued, the Asura Assembled was the second most important token in the Dark Asura Hall after the Judge's Pen.

Four years had passed since the incident with the Gu Forest. Xu Han had experienced the gloom of the dark room, the slaughter of the Gu Forest, and he had even tasted enough darkness and terror in the Asura Ground.

He walked out alive.

As an Asura, he only obeyed the orders of the Asura of the Dark Asura Hall .

The longer he stayed, the more he knew, the more reverence he felt for Dark Asura Hall.

He's too big.

Almost the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, wherever you can name him, there is his influence. He is like an underground kingdom, hidden in the shadows. You can't find his tracks, but he really exists.

Jingsheng City was the prefecture city of Chongzhou , and throughout the Great Zhou, it was also a city that could be ranked high.

As for the Dark Asura Hall 's influence in Jingsheng City, Xu Han knew that there were judges and black-and-white Impermanence Envoys under Emperor Song of the Ten Halls of Yama. There were countless Asuras under his command. This Jingsheng City , which had countless Asura Palace experts, actually issued an edict to gather all the Asuras under Chongzhou 's rule. Then, it was clear that something big must have happened in Jingsheng City .

Xu Han kept the letter in silence for a long time before he received it into his embrace. Then, he sighed lightly.

"There's still one year left, can't you let me relax?" He said helplessly, but after tidying up his clothes, he walked out of the inn.

…

Little rain fell on Jingsheng City .

The Great Zhou in autumn is always like this, autumn rain, it is very annoying.

Qin Keqing looked through the screen window at the drizzle outside the house and the pedestrians running in the rain. Her gaze wandered a little, as if she had fallen into some kind of uncomfortable memory.

Four years ago, she was sold by her mother to an old man. At that time, she was terrified, not understanding her mother, and even more terrified of her future.

Fortunately, the old man told her that he was a hanging pot messenger from the Exquisite Pavilion. At that time, Qin Keqing had already been scared out of her wits by this sudden situation, and she was even more unable to understand what the so-called Exquisite Pavilion was. What kind of official position was the Xuanhu Envoy in?

Just like that, she was brought to Linglong Pavilion and Xuanhe Peak by the old man and became the disciple of the Great Zhou's number one sect.

Qin Keqing was very sensible, and when she understood that the old man had no ill intentions towards her, she calmed down. In Linglong Pavilion, she was not worried about food and drink. Although she was not very favored, no one would provoke her for no reason. Qin Keqing began to cultivate hard. However, the disciples of Xuanhe Peak were different from the disciples of Da Huan and Zhong Ju Peak. Although they could also cultivate their fists and feet, they were secondary. The most important thing was their medical skills.

Qin Keqing wasn't ugly, but she was still quite far from the so-called Moonshine Flower. Her aptitude in the medical field was also very ordinary, at least in the Linglong Pavilion where geniuses were gathered, it was not surprising. Even though she had worked hard enough, her attainments in the medical field were still only of a middle-aged person's quality, and her cultivation in the martial arts field was even worse. She had only entered the first stage of cultivation, the Aquarius Stage, for four years, and the next stage, the Pill Yang Stage, was still out of reach for her.

Two months ago, she received orders from the sect and was sent to Jingsheng City, Chongzhou Prefecture, along with several of her fellow disciples.

This was the first time she had walked out of the mountain gate since arriving at Linglong Pavilion four years ago.

After the initial excitement, Qin Keqing gradually felt that something was wrong.

The sect sent them here to deal with the plague that had recently occurred in Chongzhou . As the first sect of the Great Zhou Righteous Sect, Linglong Pavilion had always been responsible for helping all living beings. Although Qin Keqing had not participated in such a matter, she had heard of many of them.

However, since they were dealing with the plague, they were the disciples in green of Chongju Peak's Sword Hall. One had to know that every disciple who could enter Chongju Peak's Sword Hall was at least a master at the Great Success Stage of the Pill Sun Realm. The person in charge of leading the team was none other than Xuanming Sword Immortal Dragon Cong Yun, one of the eight great elders of the Linglong Pavilion.

Even Qin Keqing , who was unfamiliar with the world, realized that something was wrong with this battle. However, she did not know the true purpose of Linglong Pavilion's trip. However, after arriving at Jingsheng City, they were asked to stay at an inn in the city and were not allowed to go out.

This had to make Qin Keqing 's suspicions even heavier. However, she was humble after all. In the end, she could not worry about these things. It was just that she had come down the mountain with great difficulty, but she was imprisoned in this inn, causing her heart to feel somewhat unwilling.

"Keqing, come over here." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from inside the room. It was Senior Sister Xuanhe Peak, who had come with her.

Naturally, Qin Keqing did not dare to be negligent. She replied, then withdrew her gaze and walked into the room.

…

The Thousand Gold Terrace was one of the top gambling houses in Jingsheng City .

Countless wealthy families were spending their money here every day. Some of them were rich overnight, but of course, most of them were separated from their wives and their families were destroyed.

When those gamblers were wantonly squandering money, they would never have imagined that there was another world hidden beneath the feet of this gambling house.

In the dark room, the flickering candlelight did not warm the scene. Instead, the flickering candlelight made this place even more gloomy.

Xu Han sat in the corner of the dark room, playing with the dagger in his hand, and beside him were densely packed black-clothed men who looked like him.

He knew that these were all Shuras.

They were all evil spirits that had walked out of the Asura Ground.

Looking around, there were nearly a thousand people. This was almost all the strength of the Dark Asura Hall in Chongzhou Prefecture.

It was hard to imagine what kind of opponent the Dark Asura Hall would need to be so prominent.

Xu Han could not understand, but he could faintly smell an unusual smell.

Just as he was thinking about this and feeling uneasy, the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down.

A red-clothed man led a white, a black, and several purple-clothed and even green-clothed men to appear in the main hall of the dark room.

The red-robed magistrate, the black-and-white impermanence, the ox-head and the horse-face, and the city lords. Xu Han's eyes narrowed at that moment. He swept across the people who came, and finally, his gaze fell on a purple-clothed man.

The purple-clothed man also looked at Xu Han in the crowd at that time. He nodded towards Xu Han, signaling him to calm down slightly. Then, he turned around and followed the red-clothed judge to the high platform.

"Everyone, I have already explained the matter to you clearly. King Chu Jiang and King Bian Cheng both attach great importance to this matter. I hope that you will not disappoint them." The red-robed judge looked at the people behind him with a calm voice.

The crowd repeatedly agreed, but none of them dared to ask any questions.

The true ruler of Dark Asura Hall was the Ten Halls of Yama. Their orders were divine oracles, and no one dared to resist.

"Alright! Then let's go according to the previous arrangement and choose our own people." The red-robed judge nodded. His appearance was hidden beneath the red robe, making it difficult for ordinary people to see him clearly.

The purple-clothed and green-clothed people nodded their heads one after another. Then, they walked towards the surging Asura and began to select the people they liked.

As for Xu Han, he was unsurprisingly taken away by the purple-clothed man who had gazed at him before.

The Dark Asura Hall had always acted like this. The Asuras never needed to know too much. All they needed to do was kill the people that the Dark Asura Hall had let them kill.

They were Dark Asura Hall 's sabers, Dark Asura Hall 's swords.

It was also the charm that righteous people hated, and it was also the evil ghost that they feared.

But Xu Han was clearly an exception.

The purple-clothed man led dozens of Asuras, including Xu Han, out of the dark room. Under his instructions, the rest of the Asuras fled and waited for his imperial edict in the distance. However, Xu Han did not show the slightest bit of surprise. He followed the purple-clothed man into an empty alley with ease.

At that time, the purple-clothed man suddenly turned his head and looked at Xu Han. At that moment, the robe on his head was put down by him, revealing the ice-cold and somewhat ancient face beneath it.

Xu Han naturally recognized this man. This was the man Yuan who had led him and Liu Sheng out of the dark room.

Two years ago, Xu Han walked out of the Asura Ground alive, and Yuan Xiucheng contacted him.

At that time, Yuan Xiucheng had already changed from a Throne Master to a Purple-clothed Asura Messenger who was comparable in status to the two envoys of the Ox-Head Horse Face.

His subordinates were in charge of dozens of Asuras, including Xu Han.

Xu Han had saved many people who should have been killed by him in the past two years, but no matter how careful he was, he would inevitably reveal his footing and be detected by the Dark Asura Hall . However, he still hadn't revealed it to this day. To a large extent, it was Yuan Xiucheng who had helped him cover his eyes and ears. The two of them had already reached some kind of tacit understanding, but they were tacitly aware of each other.

"What exactly is going on?" Xu Han immediately asked. He did not mean to greet Yuan Xiucheng. In fact, there were no other topics to discuss between the two of them.

Yuan Xiucheng did not mind. He raised his eyebrows and said after pondering, "The Dark Asura Hall has received the news that Canghai has flowed out of Jingsheng City."

"Vast Ocean Current?" Xu Han was stunned. This name was not unfamiliar to him. In other words, to the entire Great Zhou Empire, the name Canghai Liu could be considered a taboo that could be heard through the ears like thunder.

"That abandoned disciple of the Sword Mausoleum?" However, Xu Han couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." Yuan Xiucheng nodded his head, his expression somewhat heavy.

"Senluo Palace wants to kill him?" Xu Han asked again. His understanding of Vast Ocean Stream was limited to the gossip circulating in the community, such as geniuses of the Sword Dao, such as sword robbers from the Mausoleum of the Sword, and traitors from the Righteous Dao.

Of course, the credibility of the comments on the streets was debatable, but just the fact that Canghai Liuliu had been chased after by Great Zhou Jianghu for nearly 30 years and was still at large was enough to show his strength to a large extent.

"The Dark Asura Hall only kills those who are clearly marked, and the price of the Vastsea Current … no one can afford it." Yuan Xiucheng shook his head.

"Then today" Xu Han couldn't help but wonder why the Dark Asura Hall had spent so much effort gathering so many Asuras since the target wasn't the Vast Ocean Current.

"But the Linglong Pavilion's Long Congyun wants to kill him." Yuan Xiucheng did not wait for Xu Han's question to be answered before speaking again.

After saying this, he paused for a moment, and his expression suddenly turned gloomy.

"Someone has offered a very good price to kill Long Congyun."

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