Chapter 15 My reward is the two of you!

"You..."

"Do you want to... seek revenge for your dead relatives?"

The voice seemed to carry a strange magic, instantly piercing through the siblings' grief and clearly entering their minds!

Who is it?!

The siblings' sobbing came to an abrupt halt!

Their bodies stiffened simultaneously!

A chill instantly rushed from the soles of their feet to the crowns of their heads!

In this desolate mountain range, there was actually someone else besides them?!

"Who?! Who's there?!"

Huang Wanzhi snapped his head up, shielding his sister behind him while picking up the longsword from the ground. He scanned the pitch-black night with a vigilant expression and shouted sharply.

His heart was filled with shock.

When did the other party arrive? He hadn't noticed a thing!

If the other party harbored ill intentions...

"Tap, tap."

Faint footsteps echoed in the silent night.

Two slender figures slowly emerged from the shadow of a large tree not far away.

Step by step, they walked toward the siblings.

The moonlight shone upon them.

There were two figures, one behind the other.

Their faces were covered by a golden mask and a bronze mask, respectively.

Patterns were carved onto the masks, and the two hollow eye sockets appeared mysterious and eerie under the moonlight.

These two were none other than Ye Haocheng and Leng Yi, who had followed them quietly.

"You... who are you?!"

Huang Wanzhi gripped his longsword tightly, pointing the tip at the two mysterious figures.

He could feel that these two people—especially the one with the bronze mask standing behind the one in the golden mask—emitted an aura that was as vast and unfathomable as an abyss!

These were definitely powerhouses he could not afford to provoke!

Ye Haocheng stood there, unconcerned by the sword pointed at him.

His deep eyes, hidden behind the mask, calmly observed the pair of vigilant siblings before him.

He spoke slowly, his voice indifferent and ethereal.

"Asura Hall."

Those two words were softly uttered from his mouth.

Asura Hall?

Hearing this unfamiliar name, both Huang Wanzhi and Huang Shan showed expressions of confusion.

They racked their brains but couldn't recall ever hearing of such a power in the entire Eastern Continent.

Huang Shan was a woman, after all, and her mind was more observant than her brother's, which was currently clouded by hatred.

She summoned her courage and poked half her head out from behind her brother. Looking at Ye Haocheng, she asked timidly in a weak voice that was tearful yet filled with hope.

"Can you really... avenge us?"

Her voice was filled with uncertainty.

"That enemy... he is the son of Marquis Qing!"

Hearing Huang Shan's doubt-filled question, the corner of Ye Haocheng's mouth curled into a faint arc behind his mask.

"When the Asura Hall kills, it never considers the target's background."

His voice remained calm, yet it carried an unquestionable confidence and dominance!

"Nobles and generals,"

"Or imperial kin."

"In the eyes of my Asura Hall, all are people who can be killed!"

These words were like a clap of thunder, exploding in the minds of Huang Wanzhi and Huang Shan!

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

The siblings were completely stunned by this incomparably overbearing declaration!

Huang Wanzhi looked at the mysterious golden-masked man before him. Seeing his seemingly innate air of treating the world's powerful as nothing, something deep in his heart was fiercely touched!

His heart, which had sunk to rock bottom and was filled with despair, reignited with a flicker of hope at this moment!

However, he quickly calmed down again.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch."

He stared fixedly at Ye Haocheng and asked in a low voice.

"What do you want?"

Hearing this, a flash of approval crossed Ye Haocheng's eyes.

To be able to maintain this level of rationality after experiencing such a major upheaval, he could be considered a talent worth molding.

"It's very simple."

Ye Haocheng said indifferently.

"If you want my Asura Hall to act, naturally, you must pay the corresponding price."

Payment!

Hearing these words, the flicker of hope in Huang Wanzhi's heart did not go out; instead, it burned even more vigorously!

He wasn't afraid of the other party wanting payment; he was afraid they would want nothing at all!

That would have meant the other party was merely toying with them!

Looking at Ye Haocheng's incredibly certain posture, his hesitation and struggle lasted for only a few breaths.

Ultimately, the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by a look of determination!

It was a gamble!

This was his only chance!

Huang Wanzhi's expression turned grim as he put away his longsword.

He reached out and brushed his storage ring. With a flash of light, an ancient white jade slip appeared in his hand.

"Senior!"

He held the jade slip with both hands and respectfully presented it to Ye Haocheng.

"Within this jade slip is recorded the smithing arts passed down through generations of our Huang family! It even includes the complete insights for refining Earth-grade artifacts!"

"This is the most precious thing I can offer right now!"

Huang Wanzhi's eyes were full of earnestness and resolve.

"As long as the Asura Hall can avenge this blood feud for us siblings, I will offer this jade slip with both hands as payment!"

Ye Haocheng glanced briefly at the jade slip, which emitted a faint ripple of spiritual power.

But he did not reach out to take it.

He simply said indifferently.

"I have no interest in this thing."

What?!

Hearing this, the faces of Huang Wanzhi and Huang Shan instantly darkened!

The fire of hope that had just ignited on their faces seemed to be instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water!

He didn't even care for their family's inherited smithing arts?

Then what else did they have that was worth offering?

Just as the siblings' hearts felt like dead ashes.

Ye Haocheng's voice rang out again, unhurriedly.

"However..."

He changed his tone, and his eyes hidden behind the mask landed on the siblings with a hint of deep meaning.

"Killing Li Tianyu isn't impossible."

"It's just that the payment I want isn't this jade slip."

"But the two of you!"

"As long as you two siblings are willing to swear a Heavenly Dao Oath to join my Asura Hall and serve me from now on."

"Then, I shall bring you Li Tianyu's head tonight!"

What?!

Huang Wanzhi and Huang Shan were once again shocked beyond measure by Ye Haocheng's words!

They looked at each other, both seeing deep astonishment and confusion in the other's eyes.

This mysterious Asura Hall didn't want their family's most precious smithing inheritance, but instead wanted two ordinary cultivators with low cultivation bases like them?

Why was this?

However, at this moment, they had neither the time nor the right to delve into the reasons.

This was their only and final chance!

The siblings nodded heavily without almost any hesitation!

"We are willing!"

Seeing them agree, the corner of Ye Haocheng's mouth turned up in a satisfied arc behind his mask.

The reason he didn't care for that so-called smithing art

was not because he had high standards.

It was because the moment he first saw the siblings, his system, which could investigate others' providence, had already given him shocking information!

[Name: Huang Wanzhi]

[Cultivation: First Tier of Martial Evolution]

[Providence Level: Blue]

[Name: Huang Shan]

[Cultivation: Ninth Tier of Martial Spirit]

[Providence Level: Blue]

Blue!

It was actually Blue Providence, a whole level higher than Zhao Qian's 'Cyan'!

What did this mean?

It meant that this seemingly ordinary pair of siblings were people who possessed great providence!

As long as they were given enough time and resources, their future achievements would be absolutely limitless!

They would surely become true Grandmaster-level figures in the Dao of Smithing!

How could a mere book of smithing insights compare to two future Grandmaster Smiths?!

Although Ye Haocheng didn't yet know exactly how much providence value he could gain from killing a Blue-level providence cultivator,

he knew very well

that taking these two future smithing powerhouses under his command was a deal ten thousand times more profitable than simply plundering their providence!

"Very good."

Ye Haocheng nodded with satisfaction.

He flipped his hand and took out two exquisite communication jades, handing them to The Huang Siblings.

"Take these."

"Now, leave this place immediately. Go as far as you can."

"After I kill Li Tianyu, I will naturally notify you through the jades."

Huang Wanzhi and Huang Shan took the jades somewhat hesitantly.

They looked at the mysterious masked man before them, their hearts still filled with a sense of unreality.

But at this point, they could only choose to believe.

"Thank you for your great kindness, sir!"

Huang Wanzhi bowed deeply to Ye Haocheng.

Then, he pulled his sister along and, without further hesitation, turned and quickly departed in the opposite direction of Luoyun City.

Only after their figures had completely disappeared into the night

did Ye Haocheng slowly turn around and cast his gaze back toward the brightly lit Luoyun City.

In his eyes hidden behind the mask, a flash of killing intent passed through.

"Let's go."

"It's time to kill!"

The two returned to Luoyun City.

After asking a few passersby, they easily found the residence where the Young Marquis Li Tianyu was currently staying.

It was the most luxurious and grand residence in the city.

At this moment, the residence was brilliantly lit, filled with laughter and the constant sound of music.

Clearly, the Young Marquis, who had just committed a horrific bloodbath, was inside entertaining guests and enjoying himself immensely.

Ye Haocheng and Leng Yi found a secluded corner and hid in the darkness.

He was waiting quietly.

Waiting for the night to deepen.