"More ferocious monster materials?"
When the staff of the Monster Treasure Pavilion carried another large bag of monster materials onto a delivery truck, Zhang Hengde, who had been secretly protecting Su Xiaobai, felt puzzled again.
He had been watching over Su Xiaobai for so long.
Every day, Su Xiaobai seed to do nothing but eat, drink, and have fun. Cultivation? What even is cultivation?!
Zhang Hengde had never seen a single trace of cultivation in Su Xiaobai's actions.
This alone was enough to perplex Zhang Hengde.
But the constant appearances of the Monster Treasure Pavilion only deepened his confusion.
Su Xiaobai never cultivated, let alone fought ferocious monsters. Yet every ti, the staff of the Monster Treasure Pavilion could haul out bags upon bags of materials from Su Xiaobai's ho. Zhang Hengde simply couldn't make sense of it!
"What on earth is this guy up to?"
Zhang Hengde couldn't figure it out.
Sure, Su Xiaobai was a genius.
But what kind of genius becos one purely by eating, drinking, and having fun?
Even the favored heirs of major families have to put in hard work to train, don't they?
Yet Su Xiaobai seed to be an exception. From beginning to end, Zhang Hengde had never seen him ditate, cultivate, or practice martial arts. Could it be that he secretly trained in his room when no one was watching?
At the sa ti, another person was hiding in the shadows on the opposite side.
This person had a tall and thin fra, a pale complexion, and protruding cheekbones. His half-lidded eyes made him look weak and listless. However, if Zhang Hengde noticed him, he would imdiately recognize this individual as none other than the infamous assassin in Base 18—Madman Drake!
Madman Drake was an advanced warrior.
His most impressive feat was successfully assassinating a beginner martial master while still at the advanced warrior level.
That single accomplishnt had shaken the entire assassination world and made him a wanted criminal pursued by the governnt and powerful families alike.
However, assassins are notoriously elusive, and unless a martial commander personally intervenes, they're nearly impossible to track down. Martial commanders, being such lofty figures, are too busy with their own affairs to bother with minor nuisances like this.
Since then, Drake had specialized in taking on high-difficulty assignnts, earning him the nickna Madman in the industry.
Initially, Drake had no intention of accepting this job.
But after hearing the client's description, his interest was piqued.
A seventeen-year-old advanced quasi-warrior proficient in two micro-level martial techniques.
Such a rare and true genius!
To personally eliminate such a genius would bring an unparalleled sense of accomplishnt. The re thought of it excited Drake to no end!
Thus, he took the job.
The information provided was sparse: the target was seventeen, an advanced quasi-warrior, and had the surna Su.
The rest would have to be investigated by Drake himself.
After several days of scouting, he narrowed it down to five potential targets.
The first four were quickly ruled out, as they were all ordinary people with no signs of martial prowess. After all, reaching the quasi-warrior level at seventeen was an extraordinary feat. Such individuals were far from common.
Now, Drake was about to verify the fifth target.
If this one didn't match, he would have to revisit the informant and discuss whether to cut off their arm or ear as punishnt!
"Hmm?
At that mont, Su Xiaobai walked out to see off the staff of the Monster Treasure Pavilion.
The instant Su Xiaobai appeared, Drake's pupils shrank sharply!
He noticed Su Xiaobai's steady and grounded gait, his even breathing, and his perfectly balanced composure.
Though Su Xiaobai looked like an ordinary teenager, his muscles were exceptionally well-defined.
Despite the distance, Drake couldn't sense Su Xiaobai's energy fluctuations. However, everything about him fit the physical profile of a quasi-warrior.
"No doubt about it. It's him!"
Drake was almost instantly convinced. This was the target he had been hunting.
A seventeen-year-old advanced quasi-warrior—absolutely real!
Without hesitation, Drake reached for a bone flute-like object from his waist.
Carefully, he loaded a poison-coated needle into it, his eyes fixed intently on Su Xiaobai.
"Watching a genius like this die painfully before my eyes—what an exquisite pleasure!"
A cruel smile spread across Drake's face as he placed the bone flute to his lips, channeling his inner energy.
The target was locked in.
Whoosh!
With a sharp blow, an almost imperceptible glint streaked through the air!
In an instant, the venom-tipped needle was already closing in on Su Xiaobai, aiming for his neck.
If struck, the poison would rapidly spread to Su Xiaobai's internal organs, causing him to collapse, foam at the mouth, convulse violently, and ultimately die in excruciating pain.
"Oh no!!!"
Zhang Hengde, who had been watching intently, imdiately noticed the attack.
As an interdiate martial master, Zhang Hengde's heightened senses allowed him to detect the needle in an instant.
However, there was nothing he could do but watch in shock!
The attack was too sudden, too unexpected.
There had been no warning signs!
In Zhang Hengde's mind, Su Xiaobai's grim fate was already playing out—death!
But just as the needle was about to strike, Su Xiaobai suddenly raised his head. An instinctive sense of danger prompted him to activate the Diamond Body technique.
Clang!
The poison needle struck Su Xiaobai's neck, which now shimred faintly with a golden hue. His entire form resembled a resolute Arhat statue. The needle couldn't penetrate and snapped on impact!
"What?!"
Drake, who had been brimming with confidence and eagerly anticipating Su Xiaobai's demise, was utterly stunned.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he froze in place, completely shocked by what had just happened!
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