Chapter 539 - 386: Murder Plot—If Anything Happens to Miaomiao, Even the Martial Saint Will Have to Die!

"What is the relationship between the Dark Demon Society and the Bright Church Court?"

"My lord, the Dark Demon Society originated from the Disciplinary Dark Department of the Bright Church Court."

Su Mu’s eyes flickered slightly, showing a hint of surprise. He didn’t expect that the assassin organization, renowned in the West, had such ties with the Bright Church Court.

"Do you understand the Bright Rune?"

The Phantom Demon shook his head, "Only the lineage of the Pope from the Bright Church Court can master the Bright Rune. The text on this token is: Fourth Demon."

Su Mu wasn’t particularly interested in the Bright Church Court or the Dark Demon Society. After casually responding with a ’hmm,’ he said,

"Tell me, what is your true purpose for coming to Huaxia? And who sent you here?"

"My lord, are you aware of the disturbances in the Giant Beast Cave?"

Su Mu glanced over, and the Phantom Demon swallowed nervously before quickly continuing.

"Including the Holy See, someone posted a task in the Dark Demon Society. My initial purpose was to investigate the disturbance in the Giant Beast Cave in the land of South China. It was for the New Martial Saint Tower, and they also instructed me to create as much chaos as possible in Huaxia."

"Simultaneously, someone in Huaxia posted a bounty for the assassination of you and your relatives through the Dark Demon Society, offering thirty billion Upper Grade Spirit Stones and a scroll of the Martial Saint Secret Technique. That person is Sima Jingshu from the Overlord Blade Martial Arts Hall. The Wound of the Sage was also obtained through the channels of the martial arts hall in the Kowloon Special Zone. My original plan was to use the Wound of the Sage to create chaos..."

At the cost of thirty billion Upper Grade Spirit Stones and the Martial Saint Secret Technique, they enlisted the Fourth Demon, sparing no expense to acquire the Wound of the Sage, while also coercing Zheng Qi to make a move.

Su Mu sneered coldly. That vile woman was truly unscrupulous, sparing no expense to kill him.

She even colluded with the Dark Demon Society, which aimed to stir chaos in Huaxia, to kill him.

Instantly, Su Mu’s killing intent towards Sima Jingshu intensified.

"So, you’re saying you were the one who poisoned me before?"

Su Mu’s eyes turned cold, no longer hiding his murderous intent.

Feeling the almost tangible killing intent, the Phantom Demon’s heart trembled violently, but he also felt puzzled. Why would someone as powerful as Su Mu place such importance on a woman, especially one who wasn’t even a Fifth Level Martial Artist...

With these thoughts in mind, in the next moment,

Su Mu’s hand clasped the Phantom Demon’s throat.

Crack.

The sound of bones cracking resounded.

"Miaomiao, Xiaoyue, and everyone by my side, if anything happens to them this time..."

"The Dark Demon Society, the Overlord Blade Martial Arts Hall, the Bright Church Court... everyone involved, all associated forces, will be laid to rest with them, even if it’s the Overlord Blade Martial Saint, even if it’s the Bright Pope."

"They will all die!"

Su Mu’s killing intent was chilling, his voice cold as ice.

"My lord, I, I understand."

The Phantom Demon swallowed a large mouthful of water. Such arrogant words spoken by anyone else would have been scoffed at, but at this moment, the Phantom Demon believed Su Mu might truly achieve it.

Even if Su Mu couldn’t do it now, but considering how young Su Mu was, possessing such terrifying strength at his age, and being someone from the Huaxia Southern Theater, he could potentially become the master of the New Martial Saint Tower in the future.

And... the Saint Slayer!

With this thought, the Phantom Demon’s face instantly showed an exceptionally fanatical expression. Even he had never dared to entertain such audacious thoughts before.

What a wonderful experience it would be to slay a Martial Saint; this is the true strength of a real powerhouse!

Su Mu released the Phantom Demon.

"From now on, the Phantom Demon no longer exists in this world. He has already died below."

"I want you to do something."

"My lord, do you want me to kill that woman, Sima Jingshu?"

Su Mu snorted coldly, and the kneeling Phantom Demon immediately cried out in agony.

"Hmph, when it comes to my affairs, it’s not your place to offer guidance. I will personally kill that vile woman."

Su Mu cast a cold glance at the Phantom Demon on the ground. In his eyes, the Phantom Demon was already a corpse. The reason for keeping him was because Su Mu wanted to openly and righteously kill that vile woman, Sima Jingshu.

Thus, the Phantom Demon, this madman, was still needed. And Su Mu also needed someone to bear the wrath of the Martial Saint.

"As of now, I am still too weak..."

Su Mu slightly raised his eyes as the newly born dawn gradually rose, making the horizon increasingly brighter.

The plan for the assassination became increasingly clear in Su Mu’s mind.

...

On the train.

"It’s true, all of it is true, I saw it with my own eyes. Just now, that thing couldn’t be wrong—it was a missile. Someone flicked it away with a finger, then flung open the train door and jumped out!"

Li Xiaomin repeated consistently, appearing very flustered, yet no one believed what she said.

"Sister Xiaomin, you’re not joking, are you?"

"No, I’m not joking, everything I said is true."

A train police officer on board frowned. Just now, Li Xiaomin reported that someone jumped off the train. However, when the train travels through the mountainous region, its speed reaches six to seven hundred kilometers per hour, and at such a speed, one cannot simply jump off.

Even if it’s a Martial Artist, unless they are a Martial Arts Grandmaster, jumping off at such a speed would certainly result in a shattered body.

But if it were a Grandmaster, why would this person do it?

"I understand, Sister Xiaomin. Are you perhaps under a lot of pressure recently, so..." At this moment, another train attendant spoke comfortingly.

Li Xiaomin’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but regardless of what she said, no one believed her. For a moment, Li Xiaomin was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears.

But just at that moment.

The door behind everyone emitted a series of fine sounds before suddenly opening.

A tall and upright figure thus gracefully opened the door, walking in from outside.