C3 Reverse Edge

"Whiz, whiz, whiz!"

The evening sky of Laucheng was extremely beautiful. The sunset seemed to pass through the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range and illuminate the entire Laucheng.

It made the Laucheng, which had a population of three million at the foot of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, appear warm, dazzling, and prosperous.

"Swish ~!"

However, a figure was shooting out from the red brick roof that was illuminated by the sunset glow. His body was as agile as a cat, and in a flash, he disappeared to the north of the Laucheng.

"Whiz, whiz, whiz ~!"

Lee Yihong, who was holding a long black sword and wearing a night uniform, was like a cheetah that was shuttling through the darkness. With a sudden leap, he shot into the roof of a roof. In a mysterious ancient building with a Blood Moon flag.

The front of the ancient building was brightly lit. Cars and horses were like flowing streams, and it was very lively. However, the back of the mysterious ancient building was deep and quiet, and no one could be seen.

"Hua ~!

Lee Yihong shot an arrow from the stairs into the third floor of the mysterious ancient building. The moment he entered the hall on the third floor, an old man who was lying on the ancient counter in the middle of the hall suddenly opened his eyes that were as sharp as a blade.

However, the light in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and he once again returned to his drowsy state.

"I want to accept a mission."

Lee Yihong, who was wearing a night uniform, only revealed a pair of sharp eyes as he walked to the counter. His voice became hoarse.

"Please show me your token."

The old man glanced at the silver crescent moon pattern on Lee Yihong's left chest. His expression was still listless.

"Here you go."

"Hua ~!"

Lee Yihong flipped his palm and took out a silver token from his pocket, then he threw it at the old man.

It seemed like this wasn't his first time coming to this mysterious ancient building.

"Pa!"

The old man stretched out his hand to receive it, and then his two fingers grabbed onto the silver colored command token that was flying over, and his eyes instantly lit up.

"Peak Martial Master Stage!"

The old man's sharp eyes looked at Lee Yihong, who was standing silently in front of the counter. His eyes lit up, as if he was shocked.

"Nifeng."

He looked at the silver token in his hand, which was engraved with "Nifeng." Two words, and the old man had a smile on his face.

"Swish!"

At this moment, in the quiet hall on the third floor, there were thirteen people wearing the same night uniform as Lee Yihong. Originally, they were quietly looking at the information in their hands or looking at the huge screen on the wall. They were either resting with their eyes closed, or they were shooting silver tokens at Lee Yihong. The moment the old man at the counter cried out in alarm to Nifeng, all of them turned to look at Lee Yihong, who was standing in front of the counter in the hall.

"Nifeng, a silver token killer!"

"Oh, he is Nifeng!"

"I know him. He has completed hundreds of Level Five and Four Missions, 27 Level Three Missions, and 9 Level Two Missions. He only failed once, but did not die."

"Nifeng, Peak Martial Master Stage?"

....。

A few mysterious people dressed in night clothes with only sharp eyes started discussing in low voices. They seemed to have heard of Nifeng's name before, but their voices were hoarse, as if they were deliberately pretending to be him.

"What mission do you want to take?"

The deep hall could accommodate several thousand people, but at this moment, other than the thirteen mysterious people wearing night clothes, the seven women wearing cheongsam, and the old man at the counter, there was no one else.

It appeared to be extremely empty, and a 10 meter wide ball of light on the ceiling emitted a weak light. It tried its best to light up the entire hall, but it made the hall seem even more mysterious.

"Level 2 mission."

Lee Yihong's voice was calm, but it caused the fierce eyes of the thirteen men in black in the hall to change.

The commission for the second level mission was high, but it was extremely dangerous even for Peak Martial Master Stage warriors. Once the mission failed, the mortality rate would be over seventy percent.

It was said that the assassin could not retreat a thousand miles with just one strike. That was the nonsense of a drunkard. Anyone who dared to be an assassin had to be prepared to die at any time.

Lee Yihong was an assassin, and he was a Silver ranked assassin from the Blood Moon Tower.

"Pa!"

"See for yourself. These are all level 2 missions. Tell me when you're done selecting them."

The old man threw a book with excellent texture onto the counter. He looked deeply at Lee Yihong with a smile on his face. "Nifeng, if you complete another level 2 mission, you will be promoted to a gold medal killer. Blood Moon Tower will also give you the gold medal set as a reward."

"Gold medal set?"

Lee Yihong's eyes lit up when he heard that. He picked up the book on the counter and started to read it.

"Not bad. Your contribution is already very high among the silver assassins, and you have completed the second level mission nine times. If you complete it one more time, you will be promoted to a gold medal assassin. The set of gold medal assassin is much better than your set of silver medal assassin suit."

"And the Gold Assassin mission isn't written either"

The old man looked at Lee Yihong with a smile, as if he was looking forward to Lee Yihong.

"I will become a gold medal assassin."

Lee Yihong also glanced at the silver crescent blood moon totem on his left chest. After saying that, he turned around and sat in the rows of seats in the hall, flipping through the information on the level 2 mission in his hand.

No one knew that the young master of Lee family, one of the top ten families in Laucheng, was the young master of Lee family, the most outstanding young man in Laucheng. He was actually a killer of Blood Moon, and was about to be promoted to a gold medal assassin, Nifeng.

Everyone in Lee family knew that the young master liked peace and quiet. He liked to practice hard alone in the bamboo forest of Lee family's mansion. However, no one knew that Lee Yihong was not only a cultivation maniac, but also an expert in calligraphy. He also used calligraphy to temper his mind, integrating his own sword skills and comprehending martial skills.

He even used his identity as an assassin to earn commission, and used it to temper himself. He was a ruthless man who walked on the edge of death.

"Huahuahua ~!"

Lee Yihong flipped through the information on the level 2 mission very quickly, as if he was not interested in many of the missions.

"Killing Black Ghost, the Second Master of Black Wind Horse Bandits, two hundred miles west of the Nanyang Prefecture's Laucheng. Mid Martial Master Stage. Second grade mission. Compensation: one hundred and twenty Qi Fostering Pills."

"Joining forces to kill the Ninth level Iron Armor Bear of Nanyang Prefecture Laucheng. Second level mission. Compensation: 180 Qi Fostering Pills."

"Killing the young master of the Mo family in the Laucheng of Nanyang Prefecture, late Martial Master Stage Mo Guanyu. Second level mission, two hundred and twenty Energy Cultivating Pills."

"Killing the master of the Miao family in Nanyang Prefecture,miao Xifeng. Second level mission, Peak Martial Master Stage. Compensation of 500 Qi Fostering Pills."

.....。

Lee Yihong, who was browsing through the information on the second level mission, had his face completely covered by the Night Walker Dress. His expression could not be seen clearly, but his sharp eyes flashed with a bright light.

"Someone has actually placed a bounty on Mo Ancient City?"

Lee Yihong's heart skipped a beat, but he did not mind. He continued to look through the missions with the highest commission and the highest difficulty.

The commissions of the same level two missions were different, and the difficulty was different as well.

"Although Peak Martial Master Stage warriors can make me feel threatened, there isn't much pressure of death."

"Pa ~!"

He had already completed the mission of killing Peak Martial Master Stage warriors three times. Although they were all injured, they had still succeeded in killing their opponent.

To the current Lee Yihong, the second grade mission didn't have any real danger of death. Even if he couldn't defeat the opponent, he could still escape with ease. If he couldn't overcome the fear in his heart, he wouldn't be able to understand and not be tempted.

"What's wrong? Have you made your choice?"

When Lee Yihong came up to the counter, the old man was still smiling at Lee Yihong, who was looking at him coldly, as if he had high hopes for Lee Yihong, who was about to be promoted to a Gold Medallion assassin.

"Elder Xue,i want to take on a level one mission. Is that okay?"

Lee Yihong returned the information of the level two mission and handed it to the old man with a head full of white hair.

"What?"

The white-haired old man called Elder Xue was shocked. His eyes sparkled.

"Swoosh!"

In the hall, the thirteen men in black who were quietly reading the mission information in their hands or watching the big screen flashing with words on the wall once again looked at Lee Yihong, who had transformed into the killer Nifeng, in shock.

They seemed to be shocked by Lee Yihong's tone of wanting to accept a level one mission.

"Hehehehe, Nifeng, a silver killer can only accept a level two mission at most."

The white-haired old man at the counter smiled, and the bright light in his eyes disappeared. "When you become a gold medal killer, you will be able to accept a level one mission, but even a gold medal killer would not dare to accept a level one mission."

"Level one missions, those are all related to Unshakeable Stage warriors. Normally, only a Gold ranked assassin would dare to accept a level one mission."

The white-haired old man who was called Elder Xue by Lee Yihong narrowed his eyes, making it hard for others to see through him.