173: What's this kid after?

Ghost Face, the legend of the Blood Fiend Tower, a myth living in the shadows.

His heart should have been a pool of stagnant water, without a single ripple.

But now, a star had been thrown into this stagnant water, stirring up a raging torrent capable of overturning the world!

Broken.

The life-bound divine weapon he relied on to make his name—the one with which he had assassinated a Tribulation Crossing Great Power—'Soul Eater', had just been snapped in two by two fingers, lightly and casually.

This had already exceeded his understanding of power.

This was a form of dimensional suppression.

"These days, cannon fodder really is becoming less and less original."

Qin Feng loosened his fingers, letting the broken blade fall silently to the ground, turning into scrap metal.

He looked at the man in the white ghost mask before him, who had completely petrified, with undisguised disappointment on his face.

"Knowing you can't win, yet still trying to act tough."

"Tell me, what are you after?"

Qin Feng's voice was not loud, but it boomed like Nine Heavens divine thunder in the depths of Ghost Face's Soul!

What was he after?

He was after that legendary "Tribulation Crossing Pill"!

He was after that supreme opportunity to break through the Bottleneck and attain Undergoing Tribulation!

He was after that faint yet incredibly alluring aura of the "Dao" that he sensed from Qin Feng!

"My... Dao..."

Ghost Face let out a dry, hoarse murmur from his throat, his eyes beneath the white mask filled with confusion.

His Dao was concealment, lurking—the Dao of assassination, delivering a fatal blow from the silence!

For the sake of this Dao, he had abandoned emotions, abandoned the light, and abandoned everything.

He thought his Dao had reached the peak of the Soul Transformation Domain.

But today, everything he was proud of had become a complete joke in front of this man!

"Your Dao?"

Qin Feng laughed as if he had heard a massive joke.

He stretched out a finger and gently tapped the center of Ghost Face's brow.

Ghost Face's body shook violently, but he found he couldn't move an inch, forced to let that finger tap his mask.

"Hiding in the shadows, restraining your Qi, becoming one with the environment?"

"You call this the Dao?"

Qin Feng's voice carried a hint of mockery, a hint of pity.

"True concealment isn't about turning yourself into a rock; it's about standing in front of everyone, yet they still cannot see through you, cannot perceive you."

"True assassination isn't about relying on poisoned daggers and that ridiculous speed."

Qin Feng slowly withdrew his finger, standing with his hands behind his back, as a terrifying, invisible aura that transcended heaven and earth suddenly descended!

"It's about when I want you to die."

"You won't even know how you died."

Boom!

Ghost Face's mind went completely blank.

That white ghost mask "cracked" down the middle, revealing a pale, gaunt face filled with extreme shock and collapse.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out!

Ghost Face's body collapsed weakly to the ground.

His Dao Heart was completely shattered by these few casual words from Qin Feng.

Inside the sleeping palace, Lin Yao and Ye Nianxin were already stunned.

They had only seen Qin Feng take them out to watch a show, and then that legendary assassin appeared out of nowhere and inexplicably knelt down.

"Senior Brother... he... what happened to him?"

Lin Yao asked in a low voice, her big eyes full of curiosity.

Qin Feng turned around and pulled the Three Women back into his arms. The domineering indifference on his face instantly vanished, replaced by that familiar, Bad Husband smile.

Zhao Muxue's ice-fire phoenix eyes looked at Qin Feng deeply.

Others might only see Qin Feng's strength, but she had sensed a kind of... Law energy, one that even she, a Tribulation Crossing Great Power, felt palpitations from!

He wasn't just speaking just now.

He was executing the power of "Words Follow the Law"!

This Bad Husband, to what terrifying level had his strength reached?

Qin Feng ignored the shock in the hearts of the Three Women, his gaze falling back on Ghost Face, who was kneeling on the ground with a withered aura.

"Now, I give you two choices."

Qin Feng's voice returned to flatness.

"One: die."

"Two: follow me."

"I will show you what the true 'Dao' is."

Chapter 174: The Servant Experience of the king of assassins

Die? Or follow him?

For the former Ghost Face, this was not a multiple-choice question.

As the ace of the Blood Fiend Tower, mission failure meant only death to atone.

But now, his rock-hard assassin's heart had been crushed into powder.

The "Dao" he had pursued all his life had been belittled as worthless.

He was like a traveler who had been groping in the dark for a hundred years, only to suddenly realize he had been walking in circles.

And that man, his body radiated a light sufficient to illuminate the entire world!

That light was called "hope".

It was called the true "Dao"!

Ghost Face slowly raised his head.

In his dead eyes, for the first time, a flame called "desire" ignited.

He didn't speak.

He just used all his strength to kowtow deeply to Qin Feng!

One kowtow.

Two kowtows.

Three kowtows.

Every movement was full of determination and piety.

These three kowtows shattered his pride as the king of assassins of the Blood Fiend Tower.

They shattered his ridiculous past.

And they opened a door to a whole new world.

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PS: Major changes to the main plot; my fate is determined by me, not by Heaven! Break the cauldron for me!!!