43: Chapter 43 Are you... a monster?

An alloy battle saber, shimmering with a deep blue luster, cut through the air with a bone-chilling wind, aiming straight for Lin Fan's nape!

At the same time, a cold, mocking voice rang in his ear: "Kid, don't be afraid."

"My blade is very fast. It won't hurt. Just endure it for a moment, and it will be over."

"Clang—!!!" A piercing sound of metal clashing exploded in the quiet courtyard.

Sparks flew, illuminating two faces close to each other.

The attacker was a thin, middle-aged man with sinister eyes. At this moment, he was staring wide-eyed, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.

Lin Fan was not headless as he had anticipated.

The battle saber that should have severed his neck was firmly blocked by "dragon slaying," which Lin Fan had pulled out with a backhand grip!

It was a hair's breadth away!

"Your blade is fast?"

Lin Fan held the saber with one hand, unmoving under the immense impact, and mocked, "I don't think it's anything special."

"You're courting death!"

The attacker was both ashamed and furious.

He was the professional assassin "Ghost Hand," an expert in the fifth refinement of the Duan Fu Realm! He had thought accepting this ten-million bounty was like using a butcher's knife to slaughter a chicken, but he hadn't expected this "chicken" to be so tough!

"Ghost Shadow Residual Blade!"

Ghost Hand growled, his figure instantly becoming erratic.

Swish, swish, swish!

Seven or eight blade shadows instantly appeared in the air, indistinguishable between real and fake, slashing at Lin Fan from all directions. Every gleam of the blade carried a deadly chill, sealing off all of Lin Fan's escape routes.

"Flashy, but useless."

Lin Fan stood in place, his eyes indifferent.

Under the blessing of Lv100 Comprehension Ability, those dazzling afterimages were full of flaws in his eyes.

"A real blade only needs one strike."

Lin Fan moved.

He started with the Perfection-level Lightning Saber, instantly incorporating the newly comprehended Killing Blade Intent!

"Slash!"

The nine blade lights merged instantly, turning into a stunning streak of light, striking precisely on the blade edge of Ghost Hand's true body with a terrifying speed that arrived first despite starting later.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out.

Ghost Hand's expensive alloy battle saber, under the devastation of the Killing Blade Intent, shattered instantly like glass!

"What?!"

Ghost Hand's face changed drastically, a fear of death enveloping his entire body.

But it was too late.

Puchi!

The blade light did not diminish, flashing across the top of Ghost Hand's head.

Ghost Hand froze in place, a thin line of blood appearing between his eyebrows.

"So... so fast... a blade..."

His lips moved, spitting out these words, and then his whole body fell to both sides like a split wooden stake.

[Ding! Killed a warrior in the fifth refinement of the Duan Fu Realm, gained evolution points: 608 points!]

Lin Fan flicked the blood drops off his blade without even glancing at the corpse on the ground.

He turned around and spoke coldly toward a dilapidated wardrobe in the corner of the courtyard:

"Have you seen enough?"

"Come out. Don't make me invite you."

Silence.

Two seconds later.

"Clap, clap, clap."

A round of applause came from the wardrobe.

The cabinet door slowly opened, and a dwarf, less than 1.2 meters tall and extremely ugly, crawled out like a monkey.

"Impressive, truly impressive."

The dwarf clapped his hands, his voice sharp and screeching, yet carrying a strange magnetism, "I didn't expect a mere student in the fourth refinement of the Duan Fu Realm to be able to instantly kill Ghost Hand."

"Allow me to introduce myself. Rebirth Hall, Demon Sound."

The dwarf grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellowish teeth, "The 'Teacher Zheng' who called you just now was me."

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed.

Rebirth Hall!

This was a notorious assassin organization in the underground world!

"So it was you playing tricks."

Lin Fan sneered, "You imitate voices quite well, but unfortunately, your brain doesn't work too well."

"Hehe, you flatter me."

Demon Sound was not angry; instead, he proudly lifted his chin, "This is my unique skill, 'Voice Mimicry and Shape Shifting Technique.' Not only can it simulate anyone's voice, but when cultivated to a high level, it can also change bones and muscles, allowing me to disguise myself as anyone."

"However..."

Demon Sound's tone changed, his eyes greedy, "That is not the point."

"The point is, that idiot Ghost Hand is dead, so this ten-million bounty is all mine!"

Before he finished speaking, Demon Sound suddenly shook his sleeve.

"Whoosh—!"

A book flew out from his sleeve and exploded in mid-air.

It wasn't a hidden weapon, but it released a thick cloud of white smoke, enveloping Lin Fan!

"Hahahaha!"

Demon Sound held his nose and laughed wildly as he retreated, "This is 'Five Poisons Qi-Breaking Powder'! It specifically breaks a warrior's Dantian Origin Qi! Just one breath, and within five minutes you will be completely powerless, ready to be slaughtered!"

"Kid, you are still too naive!"

The smoke cleared.

Demon Sound looked at Lin Fan, who was standing motionless, his face full of a sinister grin, confident of victory.

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body.

Marrow Cleansing Realm!

This sleazy-looking dwarf was actually a master of the Marrow Cleansing Realm!

"Now, obediently stick your head out and let Grandpa here..."

As Demon Sound spoke, he took out a poisoned dagger and swaggered toward Lin Fan.

However, just when he was three steps away from Lin Fan, Lin Fan, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised it.

In those eyes, was there any sign of being poisoned? There was only mockery, as if looking at an idiot.

"You..."

Demon Sound's smile froze on his face, his footsteps stopping abruptly, "Why haven't you fallen?!"

"Five Poisons Qi-Breaking Powder?"

Lin Fan took a deep breath, as if savoring a perfume, "The taste is a bit pungent; remember to add some mint next time."

What a joke?

He was cultivating the Body Burning Bone Forging Scripture!

That was an overbearing technique that drew fire-evil into the body to burn the body and forge the bones! Even fire poison could be used as nourishment; a mere muscle-softening powder was burned to ashes by his blood-energy the moment it was inhaled into his lungs!

"You... Are you a monster?!"

Demon Sound screamed and turned to run.

A freak who wasn't even afraid of poison—why bother fighting?!

"Can you run?"

Lin Fan's eyes turned cold.

Seven Kills Sword Intent, erupt!

Although he had no sword in hand, this terrifying killing intent instantly locked onto Demon Sound's back.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Fan's figure was like lightning, crossing a ten-meter distance.

"Must-kill!"

Puchi!

The battle saber pierced into Demon Sound's back, directly penetrating his heart and pinning him to the ground like a tanghulu.

"Uh..."

Demon Sound's eyes widened, his limbs twitched a few times, and the light in his eyes quickly faded.

Until his death, he did not understand why his poison had failed.

[Ding! Killed a warrior in the early stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, gained evolution points: 1860 points!]

"Phew..."

Lin Fan pulled out the battle saber and let out a long breath.

This battle seemed easy, but it was actually extremely dangerous. If it weren't for his special physique, he really would have capsized in the gutter just now.

"Killing and arson lead to golden belts."

Lin Fan skillfully began looting the corpse.

From Demon Sound, he found a bottle of antidote, several encrypted USB drives, and a yellowed ancient book.

"Voice Mimicry and Shape Shifting Technique."

"Is this the technique that can imitate voices and disguise?"

Lin Fan flipped through it a few times. Under the blessing of Lv100 Comprehension Ability, those obscure and difficult incantations instantly became easy to understand.

"Interesting."

"Change vocal cord vibration frequency... control facial muscle micro-adjustments..."

In just ten minutes.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for comprehending "Voice Mimicry and Shape Shifting Technique" (Entry Level)!]

Lin Fan closed the book, his gaze falling on Ghost Hand's corpse.

A bold plan took shape in his mind.

"Since you want to play, I will play a big one with you."