Chapter 1591: Turned Ruthless

Upon hearing that this assassin had a control-type technique, the surrounding companions initially looked excited.

Finally they had something, but hearing it was only middle-grade Xuan-level, the light in everyone's eyes instantly vanished.

What's the point of a middle-grade Xuan-level technique? At their level, it's utterly useless.

Mainly, the people from Dao Yi Shengdi all possess heavenly-level control techniques; bringing over a middle-grade Xuan-level one is useless no matter how you refine it.

"You've already reached Cultivation: Great Saint; why keep a Xuan-level technique?"

Someone wondered aloud, "You, a Cultivation: Great Saint powerhouse, still look down on a middle-grade Xuan-level technique?"

"I just happened to get it from a mission earlier and hadn't had time to deal with it."

Disappointed again—this hard-earned livelihood, are we just going to hand it over like that?

But then someone suddenly spoke.

"You say the hall masters have summoned us now—could it be that the patriarch changed his mind? After all, this was originally promised by Ye Xiaoyou himself."

Hmm???

As soon as that was said, all the Yongye assassins present lit up.

It seems there's such a possibility; if that's really the case, then they wouldn't need to waste their minds on these trivial matters anymore.

Summoning them in the middle of the night is very likely for this matter.

For a moment, many assassins felt anticipation; and under everyone's wait, not long after, the four Hall Masters—Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, Black Tortoise, and White Tiger—also arrived at Yuàn zhōng.

Seeing the assassins' hopeful gazes, the four couldn't fail to know what they were thinking.

His face darkened, and the Vermilion Bird Hall Master immediately snapped.

"Look at you all—do you still have any ambition? Are you all just thinking the patriarch changed his mind so you don't have to face Dao Yi Shengdi's competition anymore?"

Hmm??? Isn't that so?

Upon hearing that, the assassins felt doubtful but gave no reply, and the Vermilion Bird Hall Master didn't give them a chance to speak, immediately continuing.

"This is your ambition—when you encounter a little difficulty you want to flee? After suffering a crushing defeat, haven't you thought of avenging your shame?"

"But Hall Master, we don't know control-type techniques."

"Seems different from what we guessed; hasn't the patriarch changed his mind?"

A Vermilion Bird Hall assassin weakly said.

Upon hearing that, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master's face darkened and he growled softly.

"You can learn it."

"But we don't have control-type techniques."

"I've found all the control-type techniques from Dao Yi Shengdi for you; you can Xiūliàn them anytime. Once you have the techniques, whether you can win depends on your own ability."

After speaking, the Azure Dragon Hall Master, Black Tortoise Hall Master, and White Tiger Hall Master also glanced at the people of their respective halls.

The patriarch has no intention of changing his mind, so now we can only do this.

I've found the techniques for you; Xiūliàn the same techniques, although there are many objective factors, if you still can't win, then you might as well not eat.

After saying that, without waiting for the assassins' reply, the four Hall Masters vanished directly in Yuàn zhōng.

Only the assassins were left staring at each other.

"Did the Hall Masters find the techniques?"

"Dao Yi Shengdi's techniques?"

"So does that mean we now have to Xiūliàn control-type techniques from scratch?"

"But Dao Yi Shengdi are all at the Transformation Realm, while we haven't even entered the door."

"Alright, alright, stop complaining—since the patriarch has spoken, what other retreat do we have? Unless you don't want to eat."

"Don't want to eat? That's obviously impossible—we've only just had a few days of stable meals; if we can't eat, wouldn't that be torture?"

After a brief moment of shock, the many assassins each became determined.

"Damn it, let's do it—it's just a control-type technique; with our current cultivation and experience, I still don't believe we can't reach the Transformation Realm."

"Exactly, since we have the techniques, the rest will be easy to handle."

"I've killed several Great Emperor powerhouses; a single control-type technique—there's no reason we can't reach the Transformation Realm."

The Yongye assassins' mental fortitude is indeed good; they adjusted quickly.

Before, lacking control-type techniques, the many Yongye assassins were like headless flies, without a goal.

But now that we have the techniques, we just need to buckle down and Xiūliàn.

Each one fired up like they'd been injected with chicken blood; the next day, as dawn just broke, many Yongye assassins had already rushed to the front of the Dao Yi Shengdi Technique Hall.

"Fellow Daoist, we're here to borrow and read the control-type techniques."

He said to the Elder guarding the Technique Hall; hearing that, the Elder gave a dull nod.

The matter—Shi Song had already sent someone to inform him, so he naturally knew that all the control-type techniques inside the Technique Hall could be opened to the Yongye fellow Daoists.

But he didn't expect them to come this early; the sky wasn't even bright yet.

"No problem, please help yourselves."

After coming to his senses, the Elder also led the Yongye crowd to the control-type technique area.

For a moment, each Yongye person earnestly selected a control-type technique suited to themselves.

Time was pressing; they were all here for quick results, so they couldn't choose too many—only one technique to focus on Xiūliàn, and it had to be the most suitable for them, so they could get twice the result with half the effort.

Furthermore, the grade can't be too low; it must at least match Dao Yi Shengdi's level, otherwise the grade suppression would make their chances of victory slim.

"Not bad, this one suits me."

"I've made my choice."

"That's it."

Not long after, the Yongye crowd successively selected the control-type techniques they favored.

Besides, Dao Yi Shengdi really has a lot of control-type techniques.

Just the sheer number makes your scalp tingle—what normal sect would hoard so many control-type techniques?

I already said Dao Yi Shengdi is off—its people are off, and now even its techniques are off.

Having chosen the techniques, completed registration, and holding the copies, many Yongye assassins hurried back to their lodgings, eager to start Xiūliàn.

In the blink of an eye, it was breakfast Fàn diǎn; however, for today's breakfast, besides the Eternal Night Old Ancestor, the four Vermilion Bird Hall Masters, and all the Emperor Sovereign assassins.

Other Yongye assassins, however, not a single one showed up.

Seeing this, the people of Dao Yi Shengdi still felt a bit strange—had they just given up?

Only Shi Song guessed that these Yongye assassins were probably busy Xiūliàn control-type techniques.

Now they haven't even gotten started; coming would be useless, a pure waste of time, so they might as well close the door and painstakingly cultivate Xiūliàn, waiting until their cultivation succeeds, then come again to decide the outcome.

The choice of the Yongye assassins is undoubtedly wise; otherwise, coming would be doomed to fail, and they'd waste time for nothing.

For a moment, Shi Song couldn't help but look highly upon these Yongye assassins.

To be able to become one of the top few forces in Zhu Tian Wan Jie, Yongye also isn't without reason.

Just the mindset of these Yongye assassins is not ordinary; otherwise, if it were other cultivators, they might not be able to make a decision in an instant.

But the Yongye people, giving up so straightforwardly, also know what they should do.