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In the early morning, the bamboo forest was shrouded in a thin mist, and the Golden Crow was about to rise, dispelling the fog. Luo Bingbing, having calmed her mind, noticed the sky lightening and immediately set off on her way back.
Luo Bingbing walked through the air, and from a distance, she saw a group of strangely dressed men surrounding a young man in a Black Brocade Robe, who appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. He emanated an aura of deathly killing intent, exuding a formidable presence. Even in the face of overwhelming odds and while clearly at a disadvantage, he remained calm and composed. It was evident that he was someone of high status, though he looked somewhat overwhelmed and pale, suggesting he had sustained serious injuries. Despite his wounds, his strikes were still swift, precise, and ruthless, hitting vital points with every move.
In the blink of an eye, Bingbing had arrived above them, floating effortlessly in the air. The men were astonished to see a little girl of about five or six years old walking through the air as if it were solid ground. They were shocked because even their powerful leader could not walk on air; not even the renowned Snow Spirit Elder could manage such a feat without needing to catch their breath! Moreover, they had never heard of such an incredibly skilled martial artist who was also so young. They watched Luo Bingbing with extreme caution, and even those engaged in combat paused to nervously observe her.
Bingbing had no intention of engaging with them; she continued to speed toward the royal palace. However, the surrounding assassins had different thoughts. Seeing her approach, they became extremely anxious, fearing she would attack them. They quickly launched an assault against her. Luo Bingbing had to stop; with a flick of her small hand, their attacks rebounded like rubber balls. The outcome was clear: those who attacked found themselves reporting to Yama King's Hall.
In her haste to return to the palace, she did not get angry but maintained her good-natured demeanor, smiling at everyone and saying, "Oh dear... I slipped! Just a little accident; you all continue." Yet internally she thought, "Oh... poor fools! You're digging your own graves. If I weren't in such a hurry, none of you would see Tomorrow's Sun again. Dare to provoke me? Be prepared for death."
The assassins anxiously regarded this tiny Little One before them. Although she was small enough not to reach their chests and wore a cheerful expression on her face, they could still feel the cold aura radiating from her along with her elegant and noble demeanor—so casual and relaxed.
A man who was clearly the Killer Leader forced himself to appear calm as he threatened, "Little brat, you killed our people; we of the Assassin Alliance will not let you go."
Luo Bingbing pretended not to hear him and continued standing casually and relaxed with half-closed eyes and a slight smirk that revealed an evil grin—her demeanor utterly carefree. She already disliked being seen as a short little child; now being called 'little brat' by the Killer Leader only fueled her anger further, causing her smile to widen. The more she thought about killing them, the bigger her smile became; outwardly she appeared happier.
The assassins were enraged by Luo Bingbing's indifference. The Killer Leader exchanged glances with his comrades, and they surrounded her completely. Luo Bingbing still ignored them; she had already assessed their martial skills during the earlier fight and found them lacking.
Suddenly, a frail man threw a packet of white powder that obscured Jin Robe Man's vision while another assassin struck at him. At that critical moment, a small leaf sliced through the throat of the attacking man with a muffled thud as he fell heavily to the ground...
The fighting ceased once again as everyone stared in horror at Luo Bingbing standing atop a tree branch. The Killer Leader signaled again; only one assassin remained to fight Jin Robe Man while all others surrounded Luo Bingbing.
As a sword was about to reach Luo Bingbing, her half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide. With a swift turn, she snatched the sword away, and before anyone could comprehend what had happened, the blade was already pressed against the man's neck.
"Heh heh... I was in a pretty good mood today and didn't want to kill anyone, but you all keep provoking me again and again. Now, my mood is terrible, so you will have to take responsibility. It's quite simple; just report to the King of Hell. Don't worry, I'll send you there..." Luo Bingbing said with a wicked smile.
Luo Bingbing activated her Ability, waved her small hand, and unleashed countless wind blades, followed by the sound of heavy objects crashing to the ground. The assassins who had surrounded her fell one by one, lifeless. They only saw countless leaves swirling around, completely unaware of how they had met their demise. In the vast open space, only three figures remained.
The assassin who had been fighting the Jin Robe Man witnessed her effortlessly kill all of his companions with a single move. His spirit was shattered as he felt death was just a moment away. He glanced at Luo Bingbing in terror and fled for his life.
The Jin Robe Man also experienced an unprecedented shock. Although he was deeply frightened inside, he forced himself to remain calm and stared intently at Luo Bingbing. Eventually, he could no longer hold on and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Luo Bingbing paid him no mind and intended to leave; she never involved herself in others' affairs.
At that moment, the Jin Robe Man struggled to rise, wanting to follow Luo Bingbing. She ignored him and activated her Ability, instantly returning to her room to sleep. When the Jin Robe Man realized she had vanished, he tried to chase after her but clearly found it difficult. He spat out another mouthful of blood and collapsed.
At this moment, Shadowless finally felt like a weakling. He had always believed himself to be the top assassin on the leaderboard and the strongest in the Assassin Alliance, even stronger than the alliance leader. He thought he was a first-rate expert in this world and quite impressive compared to those renowned Old Monsters. However, today he was saved by a mere little girl who seemed barely out of childhood. Now he couldn't even keep up with that nameless five or six-year-old girl and had lost sight of her entirely. His pride suffered a severe blow; he needed to reflect on this...
At dawn, as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, clearing away the mist and refracting colorful light, the water droplets on the leaves sparkled.
At this time, Shadowless had calmed his turbulent heart and found tranquility within himself. He was a solitary person who never owed anyone anything; he was decisive in repaying kindness and vengeance alike.
He thought: "Since that little girl saved my life, then my life now belongs to her. First, I must find her and stay by her side to repay her for saving me. But first things first—I need to treat my wounds and detoxify myself. Since that little girl entered Silver City through this route, and Silver City is the capital of Silver Moon Kingdom, she should still be in the city. I will enter the city first and find a safe place to recuperate while searching for her."
Now that Luo Bingbing's Ability had returned to purple level, she lay comfortably on a recliner with great joy in her heart. She thought about how she had regained her peak strength from her previous life. In the technologically advanced Twenty-First Century with nuclear weapons, machine guns, and ammunition at her disposal, she could walk confidently; how much easier would it be to deal with these outdated relics from thousands of years ago!
This little body had already reached purple level at just six years old; it took her twelve years in her past life to achieve that level—she had halved the time! If she continued at this speed of cultivation, wouldn't she soon reach the ultimate pinnacle—gold level? With this thought in mind, a wicked smile crept onto Luo Bingbing's lips.
The nursemaid looked at Luo Bingbing, who was reclining on the lounge chair, feeling quite puzzled. Their little princess was only six years old, still a child, yet the nursemaid found her to be incredibly enchanting, unable to tear her gaze away. Perhaps it was simply because she adored her so much!
The sky was blue and the clouds white, with brilliant sunshine pouring down. In a small flowerbed in the courtyard, the purple bamboo orchids bloomed vibrantly, their short and straight stalks exuding elegance; the pale purple flowers resembled shy young girls, while the buds were like children hiding their faces as they slept.
The fragrance of flowers filled the air, and colorful butterflies danced about, creating a refreshing atmosphere!
Luo Bingbing lay at the edge of the rooftop, her small head resting on her jade-like hands. Her legs swung back and forth as she gazed at the courtyard, which she could see in its entirety, feeling utterly bored. Her lively eyes darted around; it was time to explore the palace and learn her way around.
The Rockery Pavilion, the Lotus Pond with Arched Bridge, blooming lotus flowers, and unknown fish swimming joyfully in the water—all surrounded by fragrant blossoms and shaded green trees.
Winding through the twisting corridors, every building that came into view had red tiles and green pillars with glazed eaves shining in the sunlight, radiating golden splendor. Truly worthy of being called Lo An Lord's Residence; it was quite impressive. Luo Bingbing nodded in agreement while marveling inwardly.
Tsk tsk tsk... Such luxury must have cost a fortune. But thinking about how her own food and clothing were far inferior to those of the third-rate servants in the residence, who had their rations severely cut, only fueled her anger. The more she looked at this extravagant scenery, the more her fury surged like a straight line shooting upward.
How dare they withhold her money? They must be tired of living! It was as if they were digging their own graves.
With a soft wave of her little hand, water from the lotus pond splashed everywhere. The crystal-clear columns of water shot up like proud dragons, roaring as they soared into the sky. Then, like fireworks bursting apart, they returned to the pond. "Hehehe..."
A slight smirk appeared at the corners of Luo Bingbing's mouth, revealing a mocking smile that seemed to ridicule those who overstepped their bounds. Though it was scornful, it held an alluring charm that made one unconsciously want to capture that smile.
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