Chapter 105: The Six Sword Slaves

Wei Yong returned to his mansion, utterly dejected, and walked up to the old attic once more to stare blankly into the distance. This old building had been his favorite place to stay ten years ago, but alas, things had changed, and the people were no longer the same.

"Ah! It is you again!"

A familiar, chilling presence surged from behind. Wei Yong knew exactly who it was. At such an hour, only the Net could move so stealthily and appear behind him. Earlier, when the carriage had raced into the royal palace, it had moved too fast for any major battle to break out, and in the aftermath, the secret discussion between Young Master Lin and the King of Wei had been impossible for the Net to eavesdrop on in such a short time. Remembering Young Master Lin’s warning, Wei Yong immediately straightened his back.

"Heh! Are you not aware that I have already been demoted?" Decades of effort had vanished in the blink of an eye. Wei Yong even felt a sense of indifference toward life and death.

"Hmph! Wei Yong, you do not have only one daughter. Tell us: what exactly did the King of Wei and Young Master Lin discuss?" The shadow figure was forced to resort to threats. The State of Qin did not wish to see the State of Wei join the Northern Alliance, and the Net, having begun to entrench itself in Qin, was even less inclined to see the power of the Northern State expand.

Wei Yong sighed. "Young Master Lin broke into the palace with his men, but fortunately, the King of Wei is broad-minded."

The man in black frowned. "Do not speak nonsense."

Wei Yong smirked inwardly; perhaps he could lead the Net into a trap. "The King of Wei exchanged a treaty with Young Master Lin. Although I do not know the contents of the documents, there was mention of forming an alliance with Han, Qi, and Chu!"

So it was as they feared!

"Tonight, you are to host Xuan Jian for a banquet; do your best to stall for time. You have no room to refuse." The man in black turned and left without another word.

"Alas, perhaps it is time to leave this place of turmoil!" Now, even Wei Yong had to abandon the foundations he had built in the State of Wei.

Upon learning that the King of Wei had agreed to the alliance, the Net had no choice but to act prematurely.

"The primary mission tonight is to obtain the treaty. The secondary mission is to capture the Young Master of the North. The third mission is to cripple Xuan Jian and kill Wei Yong while we are at it." After a moment of thought, the Shadow Sword Master still decided against completely severing ties with the Northern State.

"Understood!" The six swordsmen nodded indifferently. Even when facing a Net Sword Master, they remained expressionless. Zhen Gang and Luan Shen were only about twenty years old; the others were also very young. A pair of twins appeared to be about fifteen, yet their faces were numb and pale, devoid of any youthful innocence.

As night slowly descended, Daliang City, having just suffered a great defeat, lacked its usual laughter. Xuan Jian had initially intended to ignore Wei Yong, but he was uneasy about leaving Qianqian and their child alone. Tonight, Wei Yong indeed had many personal things to discuss with his daughter, including his plan to move the Wei family to Liaoxi. Meanwhile, Jing Ke was also being entertained by several Wei ministers and the Qin envoy, and unable to resist his craving for wine, he had no choice but to attend.

When night fell, a faint moonlight began to emerge. A gentle breeze stirred, and clouds slowly drifted to block the light, plunging the world into darkness once more.

[Commander, they are approaching. The spiritual energy of all six exceeds two thousand two hundred, and one has a spiritual energy as high as six thousand five hundred. There are sixty other assassins in total, ten of whom are first-rate swordsmen.]

Dozens of assassins vaulted over the palace walls, while the guards on the ramparts remained completely unaware. After the lethal-level assassins were dispatched, six black shadows flashed past one after another.

Behind the six swordsmen, a flickering figure remained, so elusive that an ordinary person would have thought it a mere trick of the eye.

"Husband, let us join in the activity too!" Having not killed for a long time, especially those from the Net, Jing Ni could not help but draw her Jing Ni sword. Moon Goddess was unarmed, but her face was filled with a fighting spirit.

"Very well! But do not stray more than two hundred meters from the carriage." Lin Shu could not refuse. If it weren't for his own lack of prowess, he might have wanted to play himself.

"Yes, of course!" Jing Ni gripped her sword tightly; her thirsty blade had been silent for years. The Jing Ni of today was significantly stronger than she had been at the peak of her former life.

"Mother, can Baby help too?" Little Yan'er clenched her fists; she had understood that her two mothers wanted to fight. Jing Ni smiled bitterly—it was not always good for a child to be too smart!

"Yan'er, watch over your father and do not let any bad people hurt him."

Lin Shu was speechless. His strength might not be much, but still!

"Yes, yes, Mother, don't worry! Baby will definitely protect Father!" Little Yan'er immediately held her father’s hand, as if afraid he would be disobedient and run off!

Jing Ni smiled and hurried out of the carriage. Moon Goddess followed closely; after years of cultivation, now was the time to test it. As dozens of assassins surrounded the attic, they saw two women in elegant, flowing dresses standing on the roof tiles. Although long skirts were somewhat inconvenient, Lin Shu would not allow them to wear revealing armor. True combatants did not dress too provocatively unless their cultivation techniques relied on allure. For instance, Yan Lingji always dressed in fiery red during battle, so much so that even Xuan Jian could not bear to strike her down.

We have finally waited for you!

Slowly drawing her sword, cold light flashed in all directions.

"What! It’s the Jing Ni sword."

"How is this possible!"

For a moment, the 'Killing' grade assassins were stunned, and the 'Earth' grade assassins were forced to stop along with their superiors.

"Queen Jing Ni!"

"The aura of the Yin-Yang School!"

"Heh, so it is you?"

The six figures flashed past the crowd of assassins. As for those words, it was unclear who spoke them, or perhaps all of them had.

They are indeed fast! Jing Ni nodded in appreciation. "You must be the most perfect killing swords of the Net, but unfortunately, you have chosen the wrong opponent."

Zhen Gang did not waste words and pointed his sword directly at Jing Ni. "The 'Heaven' grade first-class assassin, Jing Ni, once the brightest rising star of the Net."

"Move! Leave her alive."

Without further ado, the six figures suddenly vanished, as if they had retreated. Jing Ni closed her eyes and slashed forward; the next moment, two thin swords pierced toward her from behind.

Jing Ni performed a backflip, and the twins' swords were repelled by her sword energy. Moon Goddess did not look at her surroundings; her small hands danced, and a series of talismans flowed out in all directions.

Clang!

Boom! Boom!

Faced with the waves of talismans, Luan Shen could only slash with all his might. Not only could they not get close, but their sword energy was also detonated prematurely by the talismans.

"How is this possible! It is them!" The Sword Master was also bewildered! Why were the two Queens of the North appearing in the State of Wei!

There were many guards in the Crown Prince's palace, and the Sword Master had no time to watch them decide the outcome. The Sword Master flicked a finger, and a small beam of sword light appeared hundreds of meters away.

"Kill!"

"All together now!"

The crowd of assassins moved; most charged into the attic, while others rushed toward the carriage.

"Heh, my turn." Lin Shu was delighted, but with the baby hanging around his neck, he could only appear on the roof of the carriage with his daughter.

Roar! The calm dragon horses stirred as well; they were angry that they could neither eat the men nor join the fight!

"They truly cooperate seamlessly!" Jing Ni had to admit the strength of the six swordsmen; facing all three of them required her to exert her full strength. Moon Goddess was also under great pressure; her energy was depleting rapidly, yet she could not injure the agile sword slaves.

"Truly living up to your reputation!" With a dark shout, Zhen Gang began to give his all.

The assassins had already memorized Young Master Lin's appearance. As soon as they saw Lin Shu appear on the carriage, the assassins surged with excitement.

"You, go search the building." The leader of the 'Killing' grade assassins immediately ordered his men; for such a great achievement, the fewer people who shared it, the better.

Seeing that Jing Ni was starting to struggle, Lin Shu felt a pang of heartache—how could he let anyone scratch her smooth, delicate skin?

"Haha! Come at me, then."

"Prajna Paramita!"

Lin Shu shouted, holding his child in his left arm while his right hand struck out violently.

"Ah, what is this!" That ordinary right hand transformed into a blinding sun in an instant. The assassins, blinded by the intense light, were forced to shut their eyes.

Boom! Boom!

The intense light was merely a greeting; the true, lethal shockwave had only just begun. The distortion of the force field tore through the air, and a violent shockwave crushed the assassins from all directions.

"No! How is this possible! How!" A gaunt assassin shook her head incessantly.

Dozens of assassin comrades died with their eyes wide open, blood flowing from their seven orifices, without even the chance to scream. The surroundings were littered with corpses and blood, yet she remained unscathed.

"Black Widow, Xuan Jian has pleaded for your life. From now on, look after yourself."