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Chapter 1107: The True and Fake Real Person

Chapter 1107: Chapter 1107: The True and Fake Real Person

Yan Xiaomo rested his hand on the hilt of his waist knife, following behind a clan elder brother, walking leisurely while looking around attentively.

Strictly speaking, the person he was following surnamed Tian was not his clan elder brother, but the clan elder brother of the one he was impersonating.

He was a cultivator of the eighth layer of transcendence, who roamed the Burning Desert alone all year round, hunting wild beasts for a living, and had a bit of fame around the desert. He was extremely good at concealment and also excelled at one-hit kills, which made him favored by large hunting teams for hire.

Very few knew that besides being an excellent hunter, he was also an assassin, occasionally robbing other cultivators in the Burning Desert. However, the bulk of his income came from accepting substantial assassination contracts.

Just a few days ago, he took on a contract with not a high advance, five thousand Spirit Stones, and would receive another five thousand upon a successful assassination.

But Yan Xiaomo couldn’t refuse, as it was introduced to him by his business partner.

He often killed people, and it was through his business partner that he handled the loots. Even if the contract was relatively small, he had to take it on.

However, assassinating a first layer transcendent being from the Mortal Realm didn’t seem like a particularly difficult job.

After rushing to Mount Zhige, he was a bit astonished: this fellow’s setup was actually quite substantial.

Yan Xiaomo’s ability to conceal his aura was remarkable, and he went about things methodically, not like the foolish brothers Liao Da and Liao Er but smartly through purchasing and selling goods to get close to others.

In just two days, he had figured out most of Feng Jun’s affairs, and for a moment, he felt it was a bit tricky—this person’s Cultivation Level was indeed not very high, but several cultivating powers outside the sect gate were all taking the initiative?

However, the greater the difficulty of the mission, the more interested he became, so he captured a returning Tian Family Disciple and conducted a Soul Search directly.

This Tian Family Disciple was named Tian Letao, who had been stationed on Mount Zhige for a long time and had taken a leave of absence to visit his parents and child, less than half a year old, resting for two months before rushing back.

Unexpectedly, he ended up in the hands of Yan Xiaomo.

After the Soul Search, Yan Xiaomo disguised himself in his appearance and mixed right into the sect gate.

It might sound a bit overconfident, but in fact, his Soul Searching technique and art of disguise were extremely refined, and he had confidence in infiltrating and assassinating—this wasn’t his first time doing such a thing.

Only after entering the sect gate did he realize he had underestimated Feng Jun—so it turns out this person had a Gu Cultivator in the transcendence phase under his command?

But this was still not a problem, he was currently following others patrolling the territory, planning to familiarize himself with the terrain before killing Feng Jun in one strike and then fleeing Mount Zhige with the utmost speed.

Although he had mastered most of Tian Letao’s memories, he was well-aware of the ways of concealment and rarely opened his mouth. Other Tian Family Disciples found him a bit strange when he only answered, "Hmm, I went back home for a while."

The others assumed something happened in his family, some were too embarrassed to ask, while some, relying on familial relationships, inquired, but he just shook his head and refused to reply, seeing his demeanor, no one felt comfortable pressing the matter further.

However, when Yan Xiaomo saw the clan elder brother turning, he couldn’t help but raise his hand and point towards a crude cottage in the distance, "Brother Thirteen, wasn’t that place empty when I left? Why are there now three thatched cottages?"

Brother Thirteen shook his head but didn’t say much, "There’s no need to check over there, the Mountain Master has ordered it."

At this moment, Feng Jun was having an engaging conversation with Master Sumiao.

Master Sumiao lived up to her name as a Golden Core Master, managing to deduce and recognize the words "Enter password to unlock screen" from the seal script she used.

Strictly speaking, this wasn’t completely impossible to achieve. The evolution of Huaxia script itself has a clear trajectory—for instance, the simplified characters of the modern era can already be found in the running script of the Jin Dynasty or even the cursive writing of the Han Dynasty, as alternative writing methods.

But Feng Jun still admired her: getting one character right isn’t anything special, but the key is she guessed all eight characters correctly, without a single mistake!

Master Sumiao, on the other hand, was quite curious: such script is clearly well developed and mature, showing that your sect has standardized the writing system—what kind of catastrophe did you encounter for the writing to evolve so peculiarly?

Feng Jun certainly wouldn’t explain these, merely smiling, "I will try my best to align our writing with the characters that everyone uses."

In reality, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart because Master Sumiao affirmed the regularity of the script—that it wasn’t some extraterrestrial language, but linked to the script of this plane, at most a variant.

Do not underestimate this recognition; Feng Jun had been puzzled by the conversion between the two scripts and worried others might think he came from another plane, potentially subjecting him to malicious attacks.

Sumiao’s approval was a personal act, but she was a Master, and moreover, a Master from the Taiqing Sect.

More importantly, her approval was supported by a certain theoretical framework, not a blind acceptance with some ulterior motive.

Seeing that he did not directly answer, Master Sumiao also knew that she could not force an answer, so she decided to settle for the next best thing, "Can you sell me two of those items?"

Feng Jun gave a wry smile, "Master, why must you put me in a difficult position?"

Master Sumiao pondered for a moment, then asked again, "Then let me ask you a simple question... Has Yun Buyao cultivated the Broken Qingluo Technique?"

Broken Qingluo is undoubtedly considered a high-end Cultivation Technique, but that’s just for Loose Cultivators. Within the Taiqing Sect, there are at least three Gold Attribute Cultivation Techniques, none inferior to Broken Qingluo.

Feng Jun was not surprised that the other party could recognize this and nodded straightforwardly, "I encountered this woman by chance; at first, I intended for her to cultivate Fleeting Water or Heaven Rending Blade, but later felt that Broken Qingluo was more suitable for her."

He was not the only one who knew these matters. As long as Master Sumiao wished to inquire about it, it would take but a word, so there was no need for him to cover it up.

Master Sumiao was very familiar with these techniques; upon hearing this, she was somewhat disappointed, recognizing them as Mainland Techniques. It was apparent that Feng Jun did not wish to reveal his true capabilities, but she asked anyway, "Fleeting Water... You did have some ideas about it; why not use Heaven Rending Blade?"

If one did not consider the purchase value of Heaven Rending Blade and Broken Qingluo, she believed that Heaven Rending Blade might suit Yun Buyao more.

Of course, this was not a final judgement. If she had encountered Yun Buyao at the time, she would definitely have taken her back for careful consideration—a large part of which would probably involve letting Yun Buyao choose on her own.

But that was actually her wishful thinking. If she hadn’t known that Yun Buyao had advanced to the sixth layer of Mortal Shedding within three months, she might have casualy given her a set of techniques to practice—after all, it was just an Innate Golden Body. Although rare, it wouldn’t be too difficult to find a few within the Taiqing Sect.

Feng Jun smiled and answered, "I did some calculations, and Broken Qingluo seemed to be more suitable for her."

Upon hearing this, a gleam of interest flashed in Master Sumiao’s eyes, and then she pointed at the mobile phone, "Did you use this to do your calculations?"

Feng Jun’s brows furrowed slightly, "This... it did play a role but wasn’t decisive."

Kong Ziyi, who was at the side, could not stand by silently any longer, and she said with a light cough, "Mountain Master Feng, the Master is asking you seriously; if it’s inconvenient for you to answer, just say so, there’s no need to beat around the bush."

"It’s not my fault," Feng Jun spread his hands in helplessness, "The Master keeps asking questions that are inconvenient for me to answer. To outright refuse to answer seems impolite, so I can only speak ambiguously."

"The Master has a pure-hearted nature," Kong Ziyi said sternly, "All you need to do is to treat her with sincerity."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun was also somewhat displeased, "With your cultivation level at the stage of Transcending Mortality, you intruded on Mount Zhige, and I haven’t yet pursued your responsibility. Now you’re lecturing me? If I were to speak sincerely, I’m afraid you couldn’t handle it!"

"You!" Kong Ziyi glared at him, just about to speak when she saw Master Sumiao waving her hand, "Enough Zi Yi, what’s the point of arguing about this... if Mountain Master Feng has something inconvenient to say, now is the time to say it."

Feng Jun hesitated for a moment but eventually spoke solemnly, "There are rumors in the Martial World that you enjoy taking male disciples, yet now you wish to take a female disciple, which of course strikes me as odd."

"You~" Master Sumiao’s chest heaved violently twice as she thought to herself, If it wasn’t for letting you speak your mind just now, just based on your question, even if I couldn’t act in the Mortal Realm, I would still want to kill you with one palm.

She calmed herself down and answered sternly, "I do not need to explain my actions to you, and the rumor that I only take male disciples is an erroneous one... Not to mention, the person beside me is considered female, right?"

"Hehe," Feng Jun chuckled lightly without giving any response.

Seeing his attitude, Kong Ziyi couldn’t help but speak again, "Mountain Master Feng, you may not be able to distinguish who is the Master, but surely you can at least distinguish someone’s gender?"

Feng Jun glanced at her and smiled slightly, "To be honest, I would rather not be able to distinguish your gender. It is precisely because I can see clearly that I know the Master only takes male disciples for a reason."

Master Sumiao, dressed in light green clothing, narrowed her eyes upon hearing this, and spoke with a chilling voice.

"Youngster, I have endured you for a long time, and I don’t want to use my status to oppress others, but today you have to make yourself clear... Otherwise, neither Ji Buseng nor your sect will be able to protect you."

"Don’t just call me youngster," Feng Jun waved his hand and spoke frankly, "If you can say something like that, you obviously don’t understand the problem your disciple is facing. With such lack of insight, you dare to call me youngster?"

Master Sumiao was so angry that fire seemed to burst from her eyes, but she forced herself to remain calm, "Oh, you know? If you can clarify, I will apologize to you; if you can’t explain properly, I might have to bully the younger today!"

Feng Jun did not respond to her directly, but instead took out a pair of night vision binoculars and looked around.

Seeing him do this, Master Sumiao also released a subtle Divine Sense to ensure that no one was eavesdropping in the vicinity.

However, the next moment, she burst into laughter, her eyes filled with schadenfreude, "Hehe, little fellow, how many people have you offended? There’s actually a Mortal Shedding eighth layer lurking around us, and... one that has concealed their Cultivation Level and changed their appearance, a hitman?"

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