Seven Kill
As ng Jingtian was spawn-camping Bai Wensheng, the assassins of Godslayer Hall were in an uproar.
The several dozen assassins of Black Tortoise City had jointly signed a letter of protest, leaving the upper echelons of Godslayer Hall hard-pressed.
“Seven Kill has finished his mission, and he’s heading for Black Tortoise City now. Although the employer only paid for a Class C mission, due to the negative effects ng Jingtian has had on our organization, those above have decided to kill him until he withdraws from the ga so that everyone can vent their anger. Everyone, please be patient,” Godslayer No.1 consoled the various assassins in the group chat.
“As for the losses to equipnt and experience suffered by everyone, the organization has already gotten in touch with the number one guild. Soon, a mber of the organization will take everyone to quickly level back up.” Deserving of its reputation as a large organization, Godslayer Hall was not in as disastrous a state as outsiders imagined. Everything was still proceeding in an orderly fashion.
After receiving this answer, the assassins grew much calr. Many of them had worked for Godslayer Hall for many years and had so confidence in it.
After wiping out Bai Wensheng’s equipnt and levels, ng Jingtian logged off to rest. After all, spending the entire day spawn-camping was rather draining.
The next day, upon logging in, ng Jingtian saw that Cai Minghou had sent him a ssage.
“Brother Tian! Holy hell! Why didn’t you take along for sothing as big as retaliating against Godslayer Hall?”
“It’s not the ti for you to show up yet, right? Relax; if I need your help, I won’t be polite.” ng Jingtian smiled as he replied.
“Brother Tian! You finally logged on! What sort of trouble did you stir? Do you know who Godslayer Hall sent for you?” Cai Minghou almost instantly replied.
“Who?” ng Jingtian asked, narrowing his eyes. He hadn’t had ti to go on the forums yet.
“Seven Kill! The one who got the guildmaster of Forgotten Sorrows Island!” Cai Minghou replied.
“Seven Kill!” ng Jingtian muttered the na several tis. This was one of the strongest assassins in Godslayer Hall. Forgotten Sorrows Island had been the third strongest guild in the ga of that period.
“It seems that they have a really high opinion of , so how can I disappoint them?” ng Jingtian replied to Cai Minghou.
Despite his words, he was taking this matter seriously.
He checked over his equipnt. After a day of spawn-camping and the ‘selfless donations’ from the assassins of Godslayer Hall, he had gathered up a full set of purple equipnt.
But as he had gone an entire day without grinding, he was still at Level 36. Nangong Qi had already caught up.
Although he knew that Seven Kill could appear at any ti, ng Jingtian, after so hesitation, got in touch with Zhang Defa and prepared to go looking for treasure.
ng Jingtian had two missions on hand. One was the main quest mission, which would be done in two days. There was no way of speeding that up.
The other was a chain mission, which was quite difficult, and which he wasn’t confident about completing. He wanted to get so more equipnt and level up before reconsidering the mission.
The Frozen Sword Sect was near Black Tortoise City, and ng Jingtian could take the teleportation portal straight to it.
His appearance flabbergasted so players who had just joined the Frozen Sword Sect and were still running missions.
“My god! Isn’t that… isn’t that the big boss who has been challenging Godslayer Hall? Why is he here? Is he also part of our Frozen Sword Sect?”
“Really? It seems like I chose the right sect! I’ll have all my guild mbers join the Frozen Sword Sect right now!”
Such was the so-called celebrity effect. Thanks to Godslayer Hall, ng Jingtian had now beco an authentic celebrity in this ga.
“Hey! Brother Tian! Over here!” Zhang Defa ran up, panting for breath. His purple title of ‘Frozen Sword Sect First Senior Brother’ stood out among the ordinary players in the Frozen Sword Sect.
“Isn’t that our first senior brother?” The spectating crowd in the Frozen Sword Sect chattered, the outline of so big drama instantly taking form in their mind.
“Ah, do you think ng Jingtian is angry because he couldn’t get the title of First Senior Brother, so he’s challenging him?”
“It’s possible! Look here; Godslayer Hall is an organization of assassins, and is there anyone who was killed by an assassin organization who would retaliate against the assassins? At most, people would retaliate against the person who hired the assassins, right? But ng Jingtian can! And this is Godslayer Hall we’re talking about!”
“So where’s this treasure?” Alas, the battle the spectators were looking forward to did not take place. Laughing, ng Jingtian walked over to Zhang Defa, causing the jaws of the Frozen Sword Sect disciples to drop.
“Our first senior brother actually knows ng Jingtian!” soone called out in alarm after a few monts.
By now, ng Jingtian was a ‘god’ in the eyes of ordinary players. Even the fact that soone near them knew ng Jingtian left them flabbergasted.
This was because a ‘god’ like this should have only existed in their conversations, not be soone they could actually interact with.
“It’s at the back of the sect’s mountain. It’s not hard to find, but the monsters are pretty difficult,” Zhang Defa explained.
Zhang Defa led ng Jingtian over to a cliff, walked up to the edge, and pointed down. “Halfway down the mountain is a cave, which is where we should be going. But a bunch of Level 25 cloud cranes are flying around the cave entrance, and in this terrain, they’re hard to deal with.”
ng Jingtian looked over and saw that the cloud cranes had a Friendliness of 100 to him, and he couldn’t help but laugh.
For ordinary players, getting down this cliff would be very difficult, and there was a pack of mobs waiting down below. It was truly a trap.
But for ng Jingtian, these weren’t mobs—they were allies!
“It’ll be easy if I go down myself, but if I bring you… it won’t be that easy.”
Zhang Defa was taken aback, but without asking the reason, he handed the treasure map over. “Then I’ll have to trouble you, Boss ng! It seems that I can just sit back and wait for the good results.”
ng Jingtian glanced at him in shock. This guy was truly easy to work with. Was he not worried that ng Jingtian would take the treasure for himself and make false claims on what was inside?
As the two were chatting, a cold-faced youth in a long, black robe and carrying a long, black sword slowly walked up to them.
ng Jingtian sensed his presence, ended his conversation with Zhang Defa, and turned to the player that was slowly walking toward him. “‘Chen Yiming’?”
ng Jingtian raised an eyebrow and asked, “So you’re Seven Kill?”
Zhang Defa didn’t know what was going on at first, but when he heard this, his eyes lit up, and he imdiately started recording.
“Correct!” Seven Kill nodded and sized ng Jingtian up. “‘Tomorrow’ truly deserves its reputation as the first global online ga. It seems that many hidden experts have shown up.”
With one glance, Seven Kill could tell that ng Jingtian was not the Seven-foot-sword Immortal, nor was he the Wandering Drunken Scholar or any other famous online gar.
Even if they weren’t mission targets, Seven Kill had still watched those people. After all, soone might make them a target one day.
But for him, ng Jingtian was truly a brand-new expert.
Unbeknownst to him, ng Jingtian was no hidden expert at all. He had never been trying to hide anything. It was just that in previous gas, ng Jingtian had never reached a level where he was worthy of Seven Kill’s attention.
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