Master of Kaidan
Chapter 54: The Suppressive Power of Illusions

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: The Suppressive Power of Illusions

Just like Old Li had said, if you don’t fulfill the duties required by the job, you’ll lose the job. So when Feng Xue was transforming the corpses collected into ominous signs, she had guessed that she might lose the title of Corpse Collector. She just didn’t expect this deprivation to come so quickly!

It didn’t matter that the title of Corpse Collector was gone. What was deadly was the enhancement of the Transport attribute. Also, it disappeared synchronously at the moment when the title shattered. After the intense mental pain, Feng Xue immediately felt weak.

The weakening of her strength was not too impactful with the support of the incredibly sharp weapon. However, when her stamina suddenly plummeted, Feng Xue immediately felt the fatigue emanating from her arms.

It was precisely this brief stiffness that enabled a cold arrow to suddenly shoot towards her from not far away.

Although she had lost the Corpse Collector title, the Assassin tag had been corrected due to her extensive slaying. Under the burst of the Sharpness attribute, Feng Xue narrowly twisted her body. Not only did she dodge the incoming slash, but she also caused the cold arrow to graze her shoulder and then embed itself in an unlucky person.

It was just a graze, but Feng Xue’s color drastically paled. This isn’t just a figure of speech. In fact, at that moment, her whole body, along with her white robe, became enveloped in a blue light, and her agile movements suddenly slowed down.

She had been slowed.

The mixed soldiers around her didn’t let this opportunity slip by and swung their weapons, pressing her once again.

Feng Xue shook her left hand to disassemble the Holy Mother, pulling out the innards of the nearest person, and her right hand’s Sleeve Sword reached back, piercing directly through a head.

But the thrusting process was ultimately two beats too slow, and the unlucky fool’s weapon still managed to strike the Assassin’s suit.

The toughness attribute of the Phantom Object exerted its effect at this moment. The pseudo-artifact of a machete without the Sharpness attribute didn’t even manage to cut through the Assassin’s outer garment, but as the force impacted Feng Xue’s body, a burst of fire exploded on her surface, and the burning pain immediately spread.

However, corresponding to this damage, the decelerating effect from the cold arrow was also dispersed. Feng Xue’s movements returned to being sensitive, and with a swing of her blade, she cleared the attack of the two men, briefly glancing at the machete with her Golden Finger.

She noticed that it was a pseudo weapon bearing only the Weapon attribute, but at the position of the handle, there was a beautifully sized pigeon egg ruby.

Name: Phantom Object·Perfect Ruby

Attributes: [Flames], [Life], [Resistance], [Gemstone]

Description: A perfect ruby, when mounted on a weapon provides flame damage, on armor it increases life force, and on shields, it increases flame resistance.

Note: Only useful to upgrade gemstones...

"Damn!" Although she had no evidence, Feng Xue felt that she now understood the reason the area collected gemstones! If she guessed right, the leader of the Cross Sword Union had a Phantom Object·Heradic Cube that could transform ordinary gemstones into phantom gemstones!

So, the retarded effect of that strike was no longer a mystery. It must have been from a bow or crossbow inlaid with a blue gemstone. How they managed to lock on to her in the fog... maybe it was the "Accuracy" bonus brought by a purple gemstone or diamond?

But these thoughts only lingered in Feng Xue’s mind for an instant, then she tossed them aside. Thinking about such things was utterly useless now except to remain cautious about each low-level soldier’s attack.

However, some things can’t be avoided by just being cautious. With the stamina provided by the Transport attribute gone, all the day’s fatigue crazily surged up.

In just a few breaths, her body was painted in all kinds of luminescence; paralysis from thunder, burning from flames, retardation from frost, and erosion from toxins. Fortunately, the effects of ice and fire couldn’t coexist, otherwise, Feng Xue felt that if four people attacked her, she’d have to prepare to run away.

However, the previous round of mass killings ultimately helped reduce the pressure, leaving no more than five mixed soldiers near the small cabin.

The mild fog on the field faded automatically for the third time, but this time Feng Xue did not replenish the fog. Instead, she surveyed the remaining mixed soldiers with a condescending gaze.

Of course, she was actually observing Chen Xiyao’s position.

Based on the previously agreed secret code, she spotted a piece of tattered cloth about two meters from the door. Despite being covered in dirt and barely recognizable in color, Feng Xue understood that Chen Xiyao was in place.

Without using the power of Holy Mother any longer, Feng Xue suddenly rushed towards the nearest mixed soldier, chopping him and his blocking weapon into two with one strike. She took advantage of the momentum to reach the door.

Even though their teammate was being brutally slaughtered, the two guards at the door did not leave. Seeing Feng Xue charge forward, they immediately raised their tower shields to form a wall.

The shield, inlaid with perfect purple gemstones, was undoubtedly strong, but under the dual buffs of darkness and femininity, the Holy Mother in Feng Xue’s hands and the inherited attack effects of the Suffocation Blade were unstoppable!

Rip!

The iron shields, as flimsy as paper, were easily torn apart. Even with added defense, a Pseudo Artifact was still a Pseudo Artifact. How could it withstand the sharp edge endowed with a sharp attribute?

Seeing the armored guards chopped down, the last two guards gritted their teeth and lunged forward. With their numbers, even without label bonuses, Feng Xue could easily overpower them just with her inner strength.

Two heads soared into the air. The Silent Boots finally began to take effect, a warm current spreading upward from her feet, slowly healing the injuries on her body.

The entire combat lasted no more than one minute and thirty seconds, but the street was already covered in various bodily fluids.

"Are you there? Time to go; if reinforcements arrive soon, we won’t be able to."

Feng Xue pushed open the door, ensuring there were no hidden enemies inside before shouting loudly outside. To avoid looking directly at the cardboard box, he deliberately twisted his head, letting his gaze wander.

As he finished speaking, the pale-faced Chen Xiyao lifted the cardboard box, her previously clean sportswear now filthy, her eyes filled with terror and unease.

Feng Xue didn’t care how she saw him, or rather, if she developed a deep-seated fear of him, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

To avoid a reactive response from the girl, he even stepped back, flexing his fingers to retract the Sleeve Sword, then urged,

"All right, time to go home!"

"..." Chen Xiyao looked at Feng Xue with a complicated expression, then glanced over the corpses scattered on the ground, finally stepping into the room. As Feng Xue closed the door, everything seemed to revert to how it was a fortnight ago.

Chen Xiyao looked at the door, hesitated only for half a second, and then raised her hand to grab the doorknob. A peculiar connection unfolded.

The door opened, and instead of streets littered with corpses, a blurred and dim view appeared. She could barely make out a door adorned with an upside-down ’Fu’ symbol across from her, but even so, Chen Xiyao could recognize that it was the entrance to her home.

Looking at the familiar door across, Chen Xiyao eagerly took a step but suddenly turned her head with a force that could almost twist her neck and loudly said,

"I won’t forget you! So, remember to come find me! I live at 1 Unit 604, Cui Xing City, Ping An Road, Bashui District, West City, Yan Country..."