187: Chapter 187 Baili Qing

Qi Yun closed the channel and looked at the middle-aged leader before him with mixed emotions.

Good grief, they're giving me this much face?

Publicly executing their own Tribe across the entire network, throwing their reputation on the ground for everyone to trample on, just to appease his anger?

This move was too damn "thorough"!

So thorough that he couldn't even find an excuse to continue making trouble!

Seeing Qi Yun's expression shift after checking the channel, the middle-aged leader bowed once more and asked cautiously,

"Patriarch Qi Yun, do you think this is acceptable? Is your honor satisfied?"

Qi Yun opened his mouth, feeling his throat go a bit dry.

The other party had lowered their posture so much, delivered such heavy gifts, and put on such a grand show. If he still held onto the grudge, it would make him look petty and like a bully instead.

No! One last struggle!

Qi Yun steeled his heart and pointed at the pig-headed man on the ground, who had already pissed himself, his voice turning cold.

"My honor is satisfied. But for someone who provoked me, is a mere beating enough?"

These words carried a clear killing intent.

The middle-aged leader's body trembled slightly.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if making a certain resolution.

He bowed deeply to Qi Yun again, his voice raspy.

"It is... our lack of consideration. To offend the Patriarch's dignity and speak such arrogant words is indeed an unpardonable sin."

He straightened up, no longer looking at Qi Yun, and instead waved a hand toward those behind him.

"Execute... clean out the house."

As soon as he spoke, two ninjas immediately stepped forward. One on each side, they firmly grabbed the pig-headed man's arms, dragged him up, and forced him to kneel on the ground.

Another exceptionally tall, expressionless ninja drew a cold, shimmering giant ninjato from his back, walked behind Hattori the pig-head, gripped the sword with both hands, and raised it high!

"No—! Spare me! Mercy! I know I was wrong! I won't do it again!"

The pig-headed man was scared out of his wits, snot and tears flowing freely, his crotch soaked as he struggled and wailed frantically.

The ninja holding the sword had cold eyes and didn't hesitate for a second. The blade sliced through the air, slashing down fiercely toward the pig-head's neck!

Clang—!!!

An incredibly crisp explosion, like metal clashing on metal, suddenly rang out!

Sparks flew everywhere!

The heavy, giant ninjato was snapped into two pieces by a spatial ripple less than an inch away from Hattori's neck!

The sword-wielding ninja gave a muffled groan and retreated several steps.

Hattori felt a chill on the back of his neck; his eyes rolled back in terror, and he fainted on the spot.

It was naturally Qi Yun who had acted. In the nick of time, he had used Space Slash to break the blade.

Qi Yun looked at the broken sword, then at the fainted pig-head, and finally, he let out a long, helpless sigh.

"Enough."

"Let this matter end here."

"Take the man back. I'll accept the goods."

He waved his hand listlessly.

Since the other party had gone to such lengths, almost executing their own member in front of him, he really couldn't harden his heart enough to keep grinding for experience.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged leader dropped to one knee with a thud.

"Thank you for your magnanimity! From now on, Shadow Stream will never dare to show even a hint of disrespect!"

After everyone had left.

Qi Yun murmured to himself,

"Why does it feel like everyone becomes so docile once you get stronger?"

Deep within a woodland at the edge of the central area of the Land of Beginning.

A seemingly ordinary wooden hut stood in a clearing among the trees.

Several figures arrived in front of the hut.

It was Lin Wei and Rock from the Calamity Tribe, along with a few subordinates.

Rock whispered to Lin Wei,

"Lin Wei, are you sure she really has that kind of ability?"

Lin Wei's eyes were fixed on the door of the wooden hut, her voice lowered.

"If Li has truly become stronger than she was back then, then even if we could gather everyone to surround and kill her, the price we'd have to pay would be unbearably heavy."

"We don't have anyone who can defeat her one-on-one. We've already started contacting the factions involved with Yun Lin, but before everything is ready..."

"It's most appropriate to let this outsider test the waters first."

Lin Wei said no more. She stepped forward to the hut's door and raised her hand, lightly knocking on the dilapidated wooden door that looked like it could fall apart at any moment.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was no reaction from inside the hut; it was deathly silent.

As expected, their status as members of Calamity was no exception.

Lin Wei turned and signaled to a follower behind her.

The follower immediately stepped forward and carefully placed several heavy crates they had brought onto a stone platform by the door.

After setting down the supplies, Lin Wei raised her hand again and knocked.

Knock, knock, knock.

Inside the hut, it remained silent, as if there were no one inside at all.

Lin Wei's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, a flash of determination in her eyes.

Gritting her teeth, she raised her left hand, which bore a seemingly ordinary metal bracelet.

With some difficulty, she took off the bracelet and solemnly placed it on top of the supplies on the stone platform.

When Rock and the other two high-ranking members saw the bracelet, their pupils shrank slightly.

They recognized it as one of Lin Wei's life-saving trump cards—an extremely precious automatic defense device that could instantly trigger a powerful energy shield before an attack harmed the host.

It was said to be able to withstand three high-intensity attacks; it was a true life-saving artifact!

Lin Wei was actually bringing even this out?

Having done this, Lin Wei raised her hand for the third time and knocked.

Knock, knock, knock.

The knocking echoed through the woods.

"Enter."

A low, raspy female voice, filled with deep weariness and a hint of laziness, drifted out from the hut.

The wooden door silently opened a crack inward.

Lin Wei took a deep breath, gave Rock a look to follow her, told the others to wait outside, and then the two of them stepped inside.

The interior of the hut was completely different from its dilapidated and shabby exterior.

The space was larger than imagined, about fifty square meters, with no partitions and a clear view of everything.

The materials of the walls, floor, and ceiling were by no means ordinary wood; subtle patterns resembling energy circuits flowed across the surfaces.

This was clearly a high-level camouflage; the interior was some kind of sturdy shelter with special functions.

At that moment, a figure was hunched over, curled up on a bed placed against the wall.

It was a girl.

She wore an oversized, ill-fitting, faded grey cloth robe and was barefoot.

Long black hair that seemed not to have been groomed for a long time was scattered messily, hanging down like seaweed, almost completely obscuring her face.

Through the gaps in her hair, one could only faintly see skin so pale it was almost transparent and a small, delicate, yet bloodless chin.

She just sat there quietly, facing the direction of the door.

Like a shut-in who hadn't left the house in years.

This girl was the Land of Beginning's most terrifying, mysterious, and never-failing top-tier bounty hunter, as well as its most expensive assassin—

Baili Qing.