Chapter 167

"Fuck!!" Seeing his subordinates brutally slain before his eyes, Kuchiki Senya flew into a rage. His eyes blazed with furious flames, and a chilling frost erupted from his entire body.

The killer must still be on the ship. After the vessel came to a stop, Kuchiki Senya quietly disembarked.

This was an unnamed small island.

The surrounding environment was complex, densely forested, and crisscrossed with swamps. The geography here was extremely harsh, so much so that even birds and beasts refused to dwell in such a place.

As a result, not a single animal could be seen on the island, let alone any sign of human habitation.

Kuchiki Senya, accompanied by two personal guards, swiftly moved through the jungle.

Suddenly, two forked paths appeared ahead.

At that moment, one of the subordinates stepped forward, examined the ground carefully, then said to Kuchiki Senya: "No one has come from the direction of the village—it must be south."

"Go!" Kuchiki Senya nodded and led the way down the right fork.

After walking several minutes, the path suddenly opened up. A massive stone stele stood before them, inscribed with the striking characters "North Sea."

"North Sea…" Kuchiki Senya looked up, scanning the surroundings.

Beneath a towering tree nearby, two corpses lay hidden. From their builds, he recognized them as the two subordinates he had sent out earlier.

They were dead, their deaths gruesome. Blades, sharp and numerous, pierced their necks and abdomens; blood flowed freely, staining the ground red—a horrifying sight.

Kuchiki Senya's gaze flickered, but he said nothing more.

"It seems a master-level attacker has struck. These men were certainly killed by them—perhaps they're from the assassination organization…" one of the personal guards said.

"Assassination organization?"

Kuchiki Senya sneered coldly: "Hmph. If you know it's the assassination organization, why waste words? Go eliminate them."

"Yes!"

The two guards responded and quickly departed to track down the assassination organization.

Kuchiki Senya walked forward slowly.

Suddenly, Kuchiki Senya halted, stopping in his tracks.

In the grass not far from him, a black crow crouched, staring at him as if monitoring him.

"Caw—caw—"

Seeing Kuchiki Senya freeze, the black crow flapped its wings and vanished into the distance in an instant.

Kuchiki Senya smirked contemptuously, paying it no mind.

After walking further, a building appeared before Kuchiki Senya.

"Hm?" Kuchiki Senya furrowed his brows.

On the door was written the word "Bar." He had heard this location before in Konoha Village—it was a famous bar in Konoha Village.

This place was one of the main battlefields of Impure World Reincarnation.

The bar was not large, capable of holding only five or six hundred people. At this moment, it was empty, with only a few scattered patrons drinking and chatting.

The bartender sat on a chair, playing on his phone. He paid no attention whatsoever to Kuchiki Senya—didn't even bother to glance at him.

Kuchiki Senya ignored him and pushed the door open, walking straight in.

As soon as he stepped inside, the air filled with the heavy scent of alcohol and perfume, overwhelming his nostrils. A woman with a shapely figure, dressed in revealing clothing, swayed her hips, drawing the attention of the men. Her face wasn't beautiful, but she exuded a seductive allure, especially her plump, rounded body, which made men drool.

Near the bar counter stood another woman, dressed provocatively.

She had a graceful, statuesque figure, about one meter seventy-eight tall, with snow-white skin, radiating a captivating, alluring aura.

Additionally, several other women, dressed in flamboyant attire, were actively soliciting customers, striving to boost their sales and drawing the hot, greedy gazes of the men.

129、I want to see who it is

Each of these women possessed an intense, irresistible allure.

After scanning the room, Kuchiki Senya's face twisted with disgust—he despised such common, vulgar women. But to confirm the identity of his enemy, he chose to stay temporarily and observe.

Soon, Kuchiki Senya saw an elderly man enter the bar. The old man wore plain clothes, yet carried a refined, scholarly air that naturally inspired goodwill.

Kuchiki Senya narrowed his eyes, studying the old man, and a phrase flashed through his mind: "A gentleman is like jade—a scholar's bearing."

The old man seemed to sense Kuchiki Senya's gaze, glancing at him slowly, then returned to sipping his tea.

Seeing this, Kuchiki Senya's expression turned solemn: "This old man is far more than he appears—his strength is unfathomable."

But for Kuchiki Senya, the mission was paramount. No matter how formidable the enemy, only strength could solve it.

"Kid, what'll you have?" The bartender glanced at Kuchiki Senya.

Though Kuchiki Senya was a lone wanderer, they still asked politely.

"A glass of lemon water!" Kuchiki Senya picked an empty seat, picked up a piece of fruit from the table, and bit into it casually.

"Oh." The bartender nodded and prepared the lemon water.

The lemon water was quickly made. The bartender placed it before Kuchiki Senya.

"Gulping—gulping~"

Kuchiki Senya drank it all at once. Then he ordered a chicken rice.

"Kid, I advise you to leave quickly. This place isn't for you," the bartender warned.

"Why?" Kuchiki Senya countered.

"Because tonight, assassins will come to kill you," the bartender said.

"Is that so?" Kuchiki Senya's lips curled into a cold smile. "I'd like to see who dares to kill me."

The bartender shook his head, sighed, and said no more.

"Kid, good luck," the bartender sighed.

"Thanks," Kuchiki Senya nodded.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, a knocking sound came from outside the bar.

Immediately after, the person outside the door said, "Open up!"

The bartender frowned and said, "Kid, they're here. You'd better run for your life. I can't help you, and I won't lift a finger to help you either."

"Thanks!" Kuchiki Senya said, then turned and left the bar.

He didn't choose to fight the people outside the door, because he knew he simply couldn't beat them.

At the bar's entrance stood eight killers, draped in black cloaks, their faces smeared with oil paint, wielding kunai and short swords. Behind them stood more than ten companions.

Every one of these people radiated a dangerous aura—one look was enough to tell they were all highly trained killers.

"Dammit!" The bartender cursed, glaring fiercely at the eight killers, and said, "How dare you break into my bar!"

"Cut the crap! Get lost, now!"

"Otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Get lost, now!"

The eight killers jeered in unison, their attitude extremely arrogant.

"Hmph, want me to get lost? Only if you step over my corpse." The bartender roared.

"You're asking for death!" The eight killers flew into a rage, raising their kunai, short swords, and other weapons as they charged forward.

The bartender immediately drew an iron staff hanging from his waist and went to meet the eight killers in battle.

After a brief clash, the bartender was already losing ground, forced to retreat step by step under the killers' suppression.

The eight killers swarmed him at once. The bartender was driven back several steps, took two sword strikes to the chest, and was seriously wounded, blood flowing freely.

Just then, suddenly, a figure darted swiftly in front of the bartender, blocking his way, and threw a punch.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

All eight killers were sent staggering back.

"Who are you?" The eight killers warily stared at the youth who had suddenly appeared before them, a cold glint flickering in their eyes.

That youth was none other than Kuchiki Senya!

His target was Sato Kaede!

"Sato Kaede!" The bartender recognized Sato Kaede at a glance, and an expression of surprise immediately appeared on his face: "Why are you here?"

Outside the bar.

The moment Kuchiki Senya saw Sato Kaede, he immediately shot him a look.

Sato Kaede instantly understood Kuchiki Senya's intention, and immediately shouted at the bartender: "They're trying to kill me!" Having said that, he suddenly leapt onto the bar's window and jumped out of the bar.

After Sato Kaede jumped down from the bar, his figure turned into an afterimage, sweeping past the bartender with the speed of lightning, then grabbed the unconscious Sato Kaede, activated the Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport far away, and tossed Sato Kaede onto a large stone slab, after which he himself also jumped onto the slab.

"Pfft!"

A kunai flew past Sato Kaede's side, nearly piercing into his body.

Seeing this scene, Sato Kaede broke out in a cold sweat all over, secretly sighing at his luck. He truly feared that if he had been 0.01 seconds slower, he would already have been riddled with holes like a sieve.