My Salvation Game Became true?!.
Chapter 522 - 361: Hasn’t This Pavilion Master Only Been in Seclusion for Two Months?_3

Chapter 522: Chapter 361: Hasn’t This Pavilion Master Only Been in Seclusion for Two Months?_3

"To think... to think that even the water of life can be exchanged!"

"If I can save up enough water of life, the dark injury from years ago could be healed!"

He immediately flipped back to the list of commissions.

It was time to transform into a mission maniac!

...

Stellar Bay, the guild office.

Dressed all in black, Black Blade, with an epic battle sword on his back and wearing a mask, slowly walked into this stronghold.

That’s right, the working man Black Blade had returned to the scene once more.

Owing to the limited combat strength of Flamefire’s Six Senses, Fang You had requested the elder brother Black Blade to come out of retirement. Although only three of Black Blade’s charm shadow incarnations had come to Shattered Sea, his true self was preparing things for the Awakening of myth.

The true self’s adjustment of state in no way affected the efficiency of incarnations at work.

Black Blade once again ascended to the position of gold-medal worker.

He not only worked but also managed a large group of workers.

As soon as he returned to the office, without resting, Black Blade had someone bring the commission records from this period. His gaze swept over them quickly, and after a while, it fixed on one of the commission details. He spoke coldly,

"Who approved this assassination commission?"

"It, it was Sabi the administrator."

A brown-haired elder quickly arrived; he was the one with the highest status among the remaining servants after the management of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion had left, and he had now been given the status of administrator, this Sabi.

Seeing Black Blade inquiring about this commission, a flicker of panic flashed in the deep part of the elder’s pupils, his hand rose and then fell, steadying himself before he said,

"Respected sir, it’s like this. Based on my investigation during this period, I found that this assassination target is not as noble as they appear on the surface. The crimes this person committed in secret are too numerous to be recorded. Therefore, I took on this commission according to the regulations and reduced the handling fee by 50%."

"My actions, they all comply with... with the process standards."

His tone was firm, even carrying a trace of grievance.

However, the real emotions that seeped out from Sabi’s surface thoughts during his speech couldn’t hide from Black Blade, who possessed the ’Thought Plunder’ skill.

As Black Blade spoke, his voice grew even colder, like the coldest winter in the polar regions.

"Three days ago, Hei Shuiwa Tavern, five hundred thousand."

He didn’t even need to say much. When Black Blade’s icy killing intent spread, the psychological defenses of Administrator Sabi completely collapsed, and he spilled everything about the whole affair like pouring beans.

With lifeless eyes, he fell to the ground, his face filled with regret.

See this scene, the expression beneath Black Blade’s mask remained unchanged, still icy cold as he said, "Take him away, deal with him according to the rules."

In just one short month, Black Blade and Thousand Faces had cleansed most of the filth.

In the hearts of some people, they were known as the Black Devils, the Faceless Devils. But in the eyes of most, these two were decisive and mysterious title-bearing powerhouses.

Cleansing internally, rolling up the workforce, attracting employment.

The entire Blazefire Commerce Guild was quietly but rapidly changing, especially the rule that allowed exchanging points for rare treasures, which attracted many top-tier Six Senses.

And the joining of these Six Senses, in turn, allowed the guild to surpass the Hidden Assassination Pavilion by a significant margin in the realm of high-end commissions.

...

In a certain place,

The Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion, who had been cloistered for two months and had finally healed most of his injuries, emerged from the depths of the Oasis.

"How are things now?"

"To report back to the elder, due to the previous major changes, our income in the Hidden Assassination Pavilion has fallen by 70%, and there are still quite a few assassination bounties that cannot be dealt with promptly."

With reduced income, it became difficult to sustain both the large family and himself.

The Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion sighed, but these were all within his expectations as he had been prepared before he secluded himself.

"What about the Blazefire Commerce Guild?"

The Vice Pavilion Master started to hesitate.

"Don’t tell me the strategy we employed earlier didn’t work?"

"At first, the Blazefire Commerce Guild did indeed lose many assassins, but..."

The Vice Pavilion Master became even more hesitant.

"Speak!"

"But the Blazefire Commerce Guild quickly attracted a large number of freelance mercenaries to join, and now... now they’ve taken over the high-end market."

What?

Looking at the information about the guild stronghold that bore no resemblance to its former self, and the bustling scene inside and outside the stronghold, the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion fell into deep thought.

Could it be that he had been in seclusion for ten years?