Chapter 449: Chapter 451 Advanced Thanatophile
The qin strings were plucked, and like a wire for slitting throats, they swept fiercely across.
The golden cup before Zhu Minglang was cleaved in two, no different from cutting through tofu.
Zhu Minglang, as if he had been prepared for the grating sound of the qin, used his Spiritual Sense to protect his five senses and, taking advantage of the situation, he pushed the table, leaning back in his chair. Just as he was about to lose balance, he hooked the edge of the table with the tips of his feet.
Dodging the murderous qin strings, Zhu Minglang quickly returned to his original seated position, his pupils suddenly ablaze with intense flas, with black fire surging and swelling within the depths of his eyes…
He stared at the courtyard musician Lu Mu, and in an instant, the luxurious room of the Moon Building was covered with a ghostly fire. Woolen blankets were ablaze with flas, yet the blanket did not burn up, and so were the sandalwood and pearwood tables and chairs consud by this spectral fire, equally uncharred.
Only the courtyard musician Lu Mu began to scream in agony.
On her skin crawled the flas of death, her attire showed no signs of burning, yet her body was charred and ruptured!
“I don’t intend to force you to tell who sent you to kill , so before I incinerate you into ashes, say sothing that might change my mind,” Zhu Minglang’s eyes were the sa as the Little Black Dragon’s Dragon Pupil before.
Pupil Domain!
As the Little Black Dragon acquired this ability, Zhu Minglang unexpectedly discovered so changes in his own eyes and seed to be able to use this powerful Dragon Pupil Domain!
Zhu Minglang was worrying about what to experint with, not expecting that an opportunity would present itself while he was just having a drink.
This courtyard musician was one of the God and Mortal qin technicians; however, her Cultivation Base was not refined, and her technique was lacking. Zhu Minglang had once seen a Qin Master so powerful that he could stop thousands of soldiers with just an ancient qin!
This courtyard musician Lu Mu was far inferior.
“How… how did you know I ca to kill you!” Despite the agony from the burning, Lu Mu spoke with defiance and struggled to utter these words.
“Believe it or not, you can be considered pretty, but to call yourself the most beautiful is a bit of an insult to the overall beauty of Qin City. When I was sitting in my carriage viewing the streets, I saw no fewer than ten won, ordinary citizens of Qin City, whose looks surpassed yours,” said Zhu Minglang.
Hearing these words, Lu Mu felt the burning on her skin intensify!
So, because she wasn’t pretty enough, her real identity was doubted??? Is there such an absurd thing in the world, and isn’t this also an insult to Lu Mu as the most beautiful woman?
Indeed, Lu Mu was not the real most beautiful woman.
She was a female assassin with a modest reputation in the Neon Sea, but acting as the most beautiful woman to kill was sothing she had done countless tis without ever failing!
Was her target today out of his mind? If she had revealed any flaws elsewhere and been exposed, that would be understandable, but simply because she wasn’t breathtakingly beautiful???
“Taking soone’s money to eliminate their disasters. Since I’ve fallen into your hands, you may deal with as you wish!” Enduring the pain of the ghostly flas, Lu Mu put on a fearless deanor.
“You were never a beauty, yet you chose to beco a villain. Of course, even if you were more beautiful, it wouldn’t earn you a shred of my sympathy. I never show rcy to my enemies,” said Zhu Minglang.
Lu Mu felt a wave of imnse humiliation!
But before she could respond, she imdiately felt a surging inferno burning all around her.
Translucent flas filled the room; she could no longer see anything, only relentless, rolling flas, bringing pain ten tis stronger than before, making it impossible for her to utter even a single word other than screams.
She was rely under Zhu Minglang’s gaze, yet it felt like she had fallen into the fiery pits of Purgatory, suffering a pain so intense that it seared her soul, blurring the line between life and death.
…
Having retracted his Pupil Domain, Zhu Minglang poured himself a glass of wine and splashed it into the ashes, his gaze turning sharp and icy cold.
If Lu Mu had truly been taking money to fend off disaster for others, Zhu Minglang might have let her live.
But even being scorched by the fire, she refused to reveal the mastermind.
Zhu Minglang didn’t believe that a cunning assassin would rather die than betray their professional morals.
Without a confession, there was only one possibility, the woman was an Advanced Thanatophile raised by a major power.
Such Advanced Thanatophiles would never betray their masters under any circumstances.
“Zhao Yu’s dog?” Zhu Minglang stroked his chin, pondering for a mont.
It didn’t matter that the female thanatophile hadn’t confessed, the key to carrying out this plan wasn’t the courtesan, it was who had invited him to drink the wine.
Zhu Huo, Wang Xiao.
He hadn’t expected Zhu Gate to have been eroded from within.
…
After leaving the flower room and walking down to the hall, Zhu Minglang saw Zhu Huo and Wang Xiao waiting for him.
Their faces were flush with drink, and they didn’t notice Zhu Minglang’s descent. Zhu Huo was even wearing a lecherous smile, telling Wang Xiao, “Our Eldest son of the Zhu is really bold. Did you hear that soul-shattering scream just now? If it weren’t for the instructions to not disturb them, a lone man and a widow, I would have thought soone’s life was in danger!”
“Yes, yes, that courtesan sure had seductive eyes. If it were , I probably would have… Oh, Junior Gatekeeper, are you finished??” Wang Xiao saw Zhu Minglang and imdiately stood up.
Zhu Huo also turned his head, and upon seeing Zhu Minglang, a look of surprise appeared on his face, as if the other had co down earlier than he had expected.
“Let’s go back,” Zhu Minglang said.
“Alright, after you,” Zhu Huo led the way.
“What about Madam Lu?” Wang Xiao asked.
“She left, took another way out,” Zhu Minglang replied.
Zhu Huo didn’t ask further, and Wang Xiao didn’t dare to inquire anymore.
…
Having returned to the Little Inner Court, Zhu Minglang made his way into his own courtyard.
Zhu Huo and Wang Xiao escorted him all the way to the door, when Zhu Minglang suddenly turned around and asked, “What did you see on your way here earlier?”
“Fla, like ghost flas, yet like blazing fire, as if stepping accidentally into Ghost Gate,” Zhu Huo replied.
“Yes, yes, very frightening!” Wang Xiao added.
“Do you want to taste that sensation? The flas will first scorch your skin, followed by burning your bones, drying your blood, and finally reducing you to ashes!” Zhu Minglang’s tone was icy, his expression stern, with no hint of jest.
The two were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
“My… my lord, your subordinate doesn’t understand, where have I offended you,” Zhu Huo said nervously.
Zhu Huo hadn’t finished speaking when Wang Xiao began to retreat backward, staggering away, then suddenly he started running desperately outside, looking utterly panicked!
Zhu Huo frowned, glancing at Zhu Minglang and then at the fleeing Wang Xiao.
Soon, Zhu Huo realized sothing, his eyes gradually filling with astonishnt.
“My lord, that courtesan…”
“Dead, I killed her, she was an Advanced Thanatophile,” Zhu Minglang stated indifferently.
Zhu Huo’s face showed even greater horror; he turned to look at the escaping Wang Xiao, his face contorted with rage!!
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