Chapter 1030

Although the lives of the lowly are not worth mourning,

this was, in the end, being a bit too cautious.

Before the man could finish his sentence, the Star of Leisure suddenly erupted.

Disregarding the bonds of brotherhood, he suddenly slapped the man across the cheek.

While the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits are ranked as equals in name, those ranked higher, like the Star of Leisure, possess superior strength.

His strike came without the slightest warning.

The scout was sent flying, crashing through several large trees before falling, and only then did he react to what had happened.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

The remaining scouts turned pale, instinctively backing away from the Star of Leisure.

The Star of Leisure's expression was hideous, looking as if he would devour someone. He glared fiercely in the direction of the scout he had struck and said,

"Have you all forgotten? This is a top-secret mission from the Divine Marquis.

It concerns the final... Heh! I almost let it slip myself.

If you dare to speak carelessly again and leak even a shred of information, causing the mission to fail,

never mind slapping you—even if I killed you, the Divine Marquis would not blame me."

When he mentioned killing them, the Star of Leisure widened his eyes, glaring fiercely at every scout present, including the one who had been on sentry duty.

Seeing the cold, ruthless look in their boss's eyes,

it was clear he meant exactly what he said.

If the mission went awry, this boss, who was usually kind and approachable, would truly show no mercy.

"Yes, yes, yes! We will not dare to leak another word."

The scouts immediately gave solemn assurances, not daring to show the slightest defiance.

Even the scout who had been struck crawled back, blood at the corner of his mouth, not daring to harbor any resentment as he said,

"The boss is right to discipline me. I was wrong."

"Good, continue resting!"

Seeing the fear and shock in the men, the Star of Leisure knew they wouldn't dare act up again.

He said no more, leaning against a nearby jujube tree to rest.

The other scouts naturally didn't dare utter another word.

They remained silent, each finding a jujube tree to lean against and sit down.

In an instant, the jujube grove fell back into a deathly silence.

"It seems these people really do have some secrets!"

Zhebie, having watched the show for so long, finally spoke through telepathy.

"What do you mean?"

Chilaowen heard Zhebie's transmission but felt confused.

After all, these so-called Heavenly Spirit scouts had been speaking in riddles.

Mentioning Tianshan, mentioning the Divine Marquis's mission—

everything was vague and unclear.

Moreover, in Chilaowen's eyes, even Zhu Wushi was nothing special, so what could a secret mission ordered by him possibly matter?

Zhebie did not respond to Chilaowen, but glanced at Meng Chixing and transmitted,

"Meng Chixing, your chance to earn merit has arrived."

"The General means?"

Meng Chixing was a sharp man; hearing this, he knew exactly what Zhebie wanted him to do.

He immediately looked at Zhebie, seeking confirmation.

Zhebie nodded, confirming his thoughts.

"What on earth do you two mean?"

Chilaowen still didn't understand and almost couldn't help but ask aloud.

Meng Chixing smiled, his figure suddenly moving, silently gliding toward the ground below.

If a Half-Step Mythic Realm expert wanted to launch a sneak attack,

even a true Supreme Mythic Realm powerhouse would likely struggle to handle it.

Furthermore, even Zhu Wushi himself was not a Supreme Mythic Realm powerhouse.

How could the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits under his command possibly resist Meng Chixing's sneak attack?

Without making a single sound, in just a moment, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits, including the Star of Leisure,

had been approached by Meng Chixing, who struck their vital points, leaving them unable to move.

Once everything was settled, Meng Chixing slowly revealed himself before the Star of Leisure.

"Speak! I'll give you one chance to talk, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind."

After appearing, Meng Chixing looked down at the scouts with an arrogant air and interrogated the Star of Leisure.

Hearing Chilaowen's guess that it was the Great Qin or the Great Tang causing trouble in the shadows, Zhebie's first reaction was also that it was one of those two.

But then he realized that besides the Green Dragon Society, the Great Qin, and the Great Tang,

the Nine Provinces still had two major transcendent powers: Yunzhou and Dongying.

Perhaps they were also possibilities?

Just as he was about to say it, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"Alright, alright, Chilaowen, never mind which power it is.

Since they have shown their faces once, there will clearly be a next time.

When they make their next move, we will just expose them.

What's urgent right now is the question of our own departure."

The so-called question of departure was that this mission had almost completely failed.

Zhebie and Chilaowen had led Meng Chixing and Bixuan to infiltrate the foreign land of the Great Ming.

Their most important goal was to seize the Heaven-Reliant Sword from Zhou Zhiruo.

But because of the appearance of Li Canghai in May, not only had Bixuan died, but the Heaven-Reliant Sword was also out of reach.

It could be said that this mission was a failure.

Hearing Zhebie's words, Chilaowen couldn't help but sigh, unable to stop himself from saying,

"You! You certainly had the guts to strike at Yin Liting.

If you had seen Mo..."

He was moved by the scene, and because of Zhebie's attempt to kill Yin Liting, he remembered being saved by Mo Shenggu at the Dongying Shinto Shrine.

That time, Mo Shenggu was truly like a god descending to earth.

Even that bizarre, dried-corpse evil Buddha was no match for Mo Shenggu at all.

But he suddenly woke up; he had never mentioned the Mo Shenggu incident to anyone.

It was only because at that Shinto Shrine, being violated by the dried-corpse evil Buddha was a truly humiliating shame.

He had only said half a sentence, piquing Zhebie's curiosity, who asked,

"Mo what? Mo Shenggu? Is he even more powerful than Yin Liting?"

Yin Liting, with his Land Immortal Realm cultivation, had used that strange sword circle to catch Zhebie's Four-Image Arrows, even though Zhebie hadn't used his full strength.

Furthermore, he had redirected the Four-Image Arrows to counterattack.

Such methods had truly opened Zhebie's eyes.

He understood in his heart that given time, this Sixth Hero Yin might well be on the Heavenly Dao Gold List.

But listening to Chilaowen, could Mo Shenggu be even more terrifying than Yin Liting?

Could it be that each of the Seven Heroes of Wudang was better than the last?

"Nothing, nothing, stop guessing wildly."

Chilaowen didn't want to mention the past, so he brushed it off, immediately saying,

"Since we can't get the Heaven-Reliant Sword, should we leave now and go back to report to the Great Khan?"

In fact, he had already obtained one Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom the first time, but for the sake of his own reputation, he had offered it to the young Emperor of the Great Ming.