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"Do you have a problem?" An angry voice followed.
He nearly stumbled, thinking he had the wrong script. Turning around, he saw three pairs of furious eyes staring at him. Ah, beautiful eyes! So pretty, even when angry. Too bad they weren't his type... Wait, what? They were cultivators...
He opened his mouth, unsure of what to say, watching as the three of them pondered their lines. Cui Ming shouted in anger, "You killed all the Guides! Who's going to take us out?" By common sense, as cultivators, they should know that there was no possibility of a hero saving them. The only explanation was that this guy was here to cause trouble.
Well, it seemed he had done something wrong. Take them out? Damn it! If he knew the way out, he wouldn't have been lost for three days. Just when he finally encountered a Bandit, he couldn't resist showing off in front of the women. He clasped his fists together and said, "Goodbye," before running away with the wind...
"Catch this!" Sure enough, he was here to cause trouble. Cui Ming grabbed Mi Xiaonan and threw her out.
In mid-air, Mi Xiaonan formed seals and shouted, "Hey! Ninjutsu, Chidori!"
"Hey!" He quickly turned around, drawing his sword as a gust of wind blew up, sending the shurikens flying.
"Ninjutsu, Shadow Clone." With a split motion, two Mi Xiaonans dashed from either side in a swift movement, performing the same action and launching shurikens.
Cui Ming held his Yellow Card and charged forward. No matter what, he needed to ask about their identities first and then persuade them with reason or force to get everyone out.
The one claiming to be Wind gripped his sword tightly and spun on his feet. A Dragon Whirlwind appeared around him, blowing away all the shurikens and the Yellow Card. Cui Ming was taken aback; his shurikens were non-targeting while his Yellow Card was targeting. It should have activated upon encountering an opposing Force; there was never a chance of missing—yet here it was blown away.
Mi Xiaonan suddenly stopped and looked at him in surprise. She clung to the mountainside and asked, "Are you Wind?"
Cui Ming interjected, "I am Sand?"
He interjected, "Entangled and intertwined..."
Beiyue was going crazy; Mi Xiaonan was too deeply immersed in this television drama.
"Alliance Wanted List: Most Wanted Criminals: Feng." Mi Xiaonan leaped forward to block the way.
He patiently said, "Little one, could you step aside? Uncle still has to hurry."
"His name is Feng. He killed his master and annihilated his clan, murdering his fellow disciples." Mi Xiaonan held a kunai in her left hand. "Not for the bounty, but I want to fight you."
Feng laughed heartily. "You can't kill me."
"Why not?"
"Because I've already applied to participate in the Assessment Match; I'm not on the wanted list for now," Feng replied with a smile.
"I'll kill you not for the bounty."
Feng turned to look; two people had dismounted behind him, forming a triangular encirclement. This was bad; he hadn't expected to encounter someone who recognized him. Feng looked at Mi Xiaonan and asked, "Then why do you want to kill me?"
Mi Xiaonan had apprenticed under an Old Ninja on Sakura Island. The Old Ninja wasn't a practitioner but had extensive knowledge of Ninjutsu. Mi Xiaonan had two fellow disciples, one male and one female, but they were unrelated to this matter, so he wouldn't introduce them. The Old Ninja had a senior brother who was a skilled swordsman on Sakura Island and also a practitioner. This senior brother opened a dojo to take in disciples, among whom were three practitioners learning swordsmanship.
One day, the senior brother suddenly died, his body cut in half, and his treasured Demon Blade Muramasa vanished without a trace; Feng also disappeared. The Old Ninja took Mi Xiaonan to the dojo, and after seeing the corpse, he told Mi Xiaonan's senior brother and sister, "Wind Sword Technique."
The senior brother and sister immediately began pursuing Feng. The senior brother, concerned, eventually caught up with Feng, who told him he was chasing the assassin who killed their master. The senior brother blocked him and explained that the assassin was none other than him. The two masters engaged in a duel, and ultimately Feng killed the senior brother. Feng asked him why he didn't believe him. With his dying breath, the senior brother replied, "You are the only one who has comprehended the Wind Sword Technique in this world, and our master died under that very technique. How can I trust you?"
Mi Xiaonan introduced Cui Ming and Beiyue, then said, "I want to challenge you to a duel."
Upon hearing this, Cui Ming, frustrated, replied, "What are you talking about? Go away."
Mi Xiaonan looked at Cui Ming seriously. "Cui Ming, this is a matter of principle. Although you often bully me in jest, I know it's all in good fun. I have always respected you. You are the most knowledgeable and intelligent person I have ever met, and I'm glad to know you, as well as Beiyue, Li Qing, and Ding Ze. You are all good people..."
"Are you saying your last words?" Cui Ming asked. "Mi Xiaonan, you can't beat him?"
Mi Xiaonan assessed the situation. "It's about fifty-fifty."
"Then you're an idiot; you could easily gang up on him," Cui Ming retorted.
Beiyue chimed in, "This time I agree with Cui Ming's opinion."
Wind quickly added, "I don't agree. Mi Xiaonan, you need to have a pure heart."
It was quite amusing; Wind's comment was completely counterproductive. Mi Xiaonan might have held firm before, but if the enemy said something like that and she fell for it, that wouldn't be pure—it would be foolish. Cui Ming thought to himself as he carefully considered the story Mi Xiaonan had shared. At that moment, Mi Xiaonan declared, "I will send your corpse back to Sakura Island." Although the Wind Sword Technique was formidable, Mi Xiaonan knew Wind would undoubtedly lose; as long as Beiyue restrained Wind, she could deal with him at her leisure.
Wind smiled lightly, took a sip from the gourd at his waist, and positioned his sword horizontally in front of him. "I'm ready."
Just as Mi Xiaonan was about to make her move, Cui Ming pointed at Wind and asked, "Is he from the Transformational System?"
Mi Xiaonan paused for a moment. "No, he's from the Enhancement Department and Warrior Class. Strong in attack but weak in defense; his sword wind can blow away any flying object." Originally, he was her nemesis along with Cui Ming, but there was Beiyue.
"Wait a minute," Cui Ming asked. "Wind, did you sign up for the assessment?"
"En?" Feng nodded, pulling a card from his jacket pocket. It was a temporary immunity card, allowing him to evade the bounty. If he could become a member of the Alliance, it would be wiped clean, and thereafter he would be bound by the Alliance's rules. If he violated the basic rules of the Alliance, the Alliance Hunter would take action.
"You seem quite experienced. If you agree to provide us with some assessment information, we'll let you go."
Mi Xiaonan grew anxious, while Beiyue gestured for silence. Beiyue trusted Cui Ming now, but this guy seemed to have ulterior motives.
"Oh?" Feng observed Cui Ming deep in thought and continued, "I actually know some insider information about the assessments. Unfortunately, I have some bad news. I know that Mi Xiaonan, you are on the same team as someone named Ding Ze. The chief examiner this time is Dina, who was the most beautiful practitioner of the Ding Family in her youth. It is said that the Ding Family Head has privately ordered that Ding Ze must not pass the Assessment Match. I know you suspect that the Ding Family has immense power; they indeed cannot control everything, but they can still manipulate things a bit."
"What good does that do us?" Beiyue asked.
Feng smiled. "It can help a lot. As long as you inform the Assessment Committee before the competition, they will remove Dina. What do you think? How valuable is this information?"
"Not enough yet, but you can leave," Cui Ming said, glancing at Mi Xiaonan, who reluctantly stepped aside.
Feng asked, "You're not joking?"
"Of course not."
Feng inquired, "Can we leave together? I can't get out on my own; I survive by pretending to be dead and eating some vulture meat every day. In return, during the Assessment Match, I might be able to lend you a hand."
"That works."
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