Peace Order
Chapter 469 - 13 Public Execution!!_2

Chapter 469: Chapter 13 Public Execution!!_2

"I have left this intelligence at the Ghost Market, Li Guanyi, you should be able to see it."

"The Qilin Hunting Conference is prepared for you."

"So, are you going to retreat, or will you come?"

Beyond the distant frontier, the Iron Futu from the grasslands and the Tiger Barbarian Cavalry from Ying Country were proceeding side by side on the road, their voluminous cloaks pointing towards the sky like spear tips, grim and vast, the Central Plains’ delicate and beautiful armor moving forward alongside the crude heavy armor of the grasslands.

Yuwen Lie, clad in dark heavy armor, rode his warhorse with a straight back, his hand pulling on the reins, calmly looking ahead, his gaze serene, and behind him were thousands upon thousands of troops, as he looked up at the sky.

Meanwhile, in the Ghost Market of Zhenbei City, Li Guanyi looked at that statement.

"The world is a chessboard, and the so-called Grandmasters in the Martial World are but ordinary men."

"I have made such a move today, I’m waiting for you to come!"

A famous general of the world, Wen Lie.

Li Guanyi was silent for a long time, he exhaled deeply, and placed this roll of intelligence here. When two tigers fight, their power cannot coexist; it was an invitation but also a provocation, like a fierce tiger pressing down its claws, overlooking another mighty tiger.

If the other tiger retreated, its momentum would inevitably be damaged.

But so openly and honorably, the intelligence was all given to you.

Even if he is an enemy, Yuwen Lie’s magnanimity far exceeds those so-called Grandmasters in the Martial World.

Li Guanyi carefully stored away the intelligence.

He then looked at the intelligence concerning the other four Grandmasters.

The Sect Master of the Great Chen’s Northern Domain’s number one faction, the Sky-reaching Sect, unrivaled in the world with his fist and palm techniques, with a Dharma Form of the Sky-climbing Eagle, commands over ten thousand disciples and students, possessing extremely strong light-body techniques, can travel thousands of miles in a single escape if a strike does not land, has a Divine Eagle as a mount, capable of soaring tens of thousands of miles.

The lord of the Seventy-two Linked Villages along the great river, Angry Scale Dragon King.

Claiming to have tens of thousands of followers, they gather and roar along the great river, with iron chains linked together, robbing merchant ships, stealing from the rich to give to the poor.

His chain technique is exceptionally strong, a ready-made Water General, once a general for Chen Country, later defected, and has command capabilities in water combat ranked among the top five in the world, with a Dharma Form of a Flood Dragon.

One of the elders from the Kunlun Sword Sect on Kunlun Mountain, Nu Jianxian.

One of the world’s three great Sword Sects, one of the four great elders of the Kunlun Sword Sect who represent happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.

His Sword Qi is extremely overbearing, capable of cutting through the high clouds in the sky.

His Dharma Form is a Divine Sword.

And, the Great Elder of the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect, with little intelligence available, only known to be peerlessly beautiful, with enigmatic methods, and also the most powerful martial artist among these four individuals.

After considering, Li Guanyi decisively chose to refuse Yuwen Lie’s challenge.

He was just over fourteen years old, at most considered to be fifteen by nominal age.

But these guys, even the youngest among them is over fifty.

They were talented since youth, cultivated for dozens of years, had fortuitous encounters, and had power; they could be considered as big shots in their own right. Li Guanyi had no interest in having a life-and-death struggle with them.

However, like Yue Qianfeng, these four Grandmasters all embodied the will of the Martial Arts with a Dharma Form; unlike the Taoist elders who naturally follow the Tao with innate Unleakable Bodies, there’s no angle to start on a bronze tripod.

Li Guanyi’s bronze tripod was practically howling, seemingly in anticipation.

If he were to go, the bronze tripod might be able to feast directly.

But it might also choke him to death.

Li Guanyi still had no intention of getting involved with this matter, but he simply packed up the intelligence and quietly rose to his feet. This time, his host in the Ghost Market of Zhenbei City was Marquis Bu Ye, a beautiful woman who smiled gently and said, "I wonder, having seen the intelligence, what do you intend to do?"

Li Guanyi tossed over the intelligence concerning Lady Hua Rui with a flick of his hand and said indifferently:

"I’ve accepted it."

Marquis Bu Ye said, "Good."

"Will you use the name ’Situ Deqing’ as usual?"

Elder Zu had said, the Ghost Market recognizes the card, not the person. He thought for a moment and said, "I’ll change it."

He picked up the pen and wrote a new name.

Marquis Bu Ye glanced at it, surprised, then smiled and said, "This name is very special."

Li Guanyi replied, "It’s just a memento."

"A reminder to not forget certain things."

Marquis Bu Ye nodded, and the waist card of the world’s tenth assassin was handed back, the name on it already changed. She smiled and said, "You’ve taken on the task of assassinating Lady Hua Rui, and it seems just to test the waters. Once the deed is done, you can come here."

"For someone with your skills, talking about money is too vulgar."

"You may choose anything from the Profound Level treasury; of course, if you find nothing to your liking, you can also convert it to gold. I believe, the reputation of the Ghost Market will not disappoint you."

Li Guanyi and Mystic Turtle were both quite moved.

The Mystic Turtle Dharma Form seemed to sense what its master wanted to do.

It appeared, crawled up onto Li Guanyi’s shoulder, with eyes the size of mung beans shining brightly, as if it wished to rush there immediately and then, with one bite, clamp down on Li Guanyi’s temple, swinging there.

It almost anxiously wanted to cry out.

Don’t take the money!

Li Guanyi ignored it, he was nearly too broke to afford food.

He left.

That day, the ranking on the world’s assassin leaderboard changed.

The deceased ’Situ Deqing’ was replaced with an obscure name, and everyone with access to intelligence channels was watching the update on the leaderboard.

The world’s tenth assassin—

[Jing Ke].

...

After returning that day, Li Guanyi went out the next day when Shaking Light had slept enough; they left together. On the road today were many elaborately dressed women, many of whom were heading to a high building in the city center, the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion that Zhao Huairui had operated for decades.

It was a place for drinking, casual chats, listening to the qin, and savoring tea.

It seems that because of Zhao Huairui’s past experiences, she has done many wicked deeds over the past twenty years, but she strictly refrained from the flesh trade and had fought fiercely against many warriors and powers of the Martial World for the sake of the women in Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion.