Hijacking the Timeline

After discussing the mission details, Feng Qi hung up.

Next, he dialed Mu Qing’s number and explained the next mission to her.

Since the Domain Sleeper Faction behind the assassination mission refused to reveal themselves, he planned to use a fishing strategy to draw them out.

Old Mist had used a similar tactic before.

Back then, he hadn’t known which Domain Force controlled the Tiger Soul Research Institute, nor its true strength.

All he knew was that the Domain Force behind the institute was conducting art magic research, even restricting Lin Ran’s freedom for this purpose.

To uncover the truth, he had collaborated with Lin Ran to send a list of spirit materials to the Tiger Soul’s backers, including a request for bloodstone.

As expected, the Nightshadow Clan took the bait, sending their members to trade with Old Mist after he completed the mission.

This provided Old Mist with the opportunity to successfully infiltrate the Nightshadow Clan.

Using that initial fishing mission as a springboard, Old Mist eventually crushed the Nightshadow Clan and became the new master of the Tiger Soul Research Institute.

This time, he was employing a remarkably similar fishing technique, using a mission to lure his enemies out of hiding.

For added security, he decided to bring Mu Qing along for the formal face-to-face exchange.

Even if unexpected complications arose, he was confident that Mu Qing’s strength would easily handle them.

Now, all that remained was to wait.

Two days later, Feng Qi, who had been anxiously awaiting a response, received a call from the Domain Weakling Alliance’s management.

They informed him that the ”mission was complete” and that the subsequent exchange could proceed.

Late at night.

At the summit of the central skyscraper in Star City’s bustling East District, Feng Qi stood wearing a custom-made black mask, gazing down at the dazzling city lights below.

The entirety of the East District’s prosperity lay spread out before him.

Behind him stood Mu Qing, also masked in black, along with the administrators of the Star City Weakling Alliance.

The exchange for completing this mission had been arranged to take place atop the central skyscraper.

Feng Qi’s gaze swept across the cityscape, waiting for his target to appear.

He checked his phone—the agreed-upon time had passed, yet the target remained absent.

Frowning, Feng Qi turned to Black Dragon and asked, ”Black Dragon, has the Weak Clan Alliance ever encountered a situation where a mission was completed, but the client skipped out on payment?”

”It’s happened, but the chances are slim. Many major powers rely on us for tasks they can’t handle themselves. This is a long-term partnership; they wouldn’t sever ties over a one-time scam.”

”But if you don’t even know who the client is, couldn’t they just assume a new identity and continue freeloading off you?”

”Such situations are practically nonexistent. The entities issuing assassination missions to us are never small factions. Small factions wouldn’t waste resources on assassination missions, and large factions simply don’t care about such minor expenses.”

”Apart from assassination missions, other commissions like spirit material collection require face-to-face delivery upon completion, eliminating the possibility of clients skipping payment.”

After a moment’s thought, Black Dragon continued, ”If a client does skip payment, our management team typically covers the cost. The promised reward still needs to be distributed. If we couldn’t guarantee even this much, no weakling clan would choose to cooperate with us. This is the foundation of the Weakling Clan Alliance.”

Feng Qi nodded in agreement.

The Domain Weakling Alliance’s management team might seem to be getting something for nothing—taking a cut from mission rewards without ever needing to intervene—but they actually bear significant financial risks.

”She’s here!” Mu Qing suddenly announced, breaking her silence.

Feng Qi turned his gaze toward the distance.

In the sky, a silver-white figure rapidly approached.

After several flashes in mid-air, the figure, enveloped in silver-white light, materialized atop the skyscraper.

A strange, sharp voice echoed from within the silvery-white light:

”Are you certain Feng Qi is dead? Why haven’t I seen any news reports about it?”

”Feng Qi is indeed dead. As for why there’s no news, I wouldn’t know. Besides, you haven’t seen news of his death, but have you seen any recent news of him at all?” Feng Qi replied indifferently.

”I trust you. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

With that, the figure within the silvery-white light extended a metallic box.

Feng Qi reached out and took the box.

As the arm enveloped in silvery-white light began to retract, Mu Qing suddenly appeared beside it, seizing its wrist.

”What are you doing?” The voice’s owner sounded genuinely surprised.

”The most important thing in a transaction is mutual honesty. Hiding your identity shows extreme disrespect to us. Let us see your face first.”

Behind them, the Black Dragon subconsciously glanced at Feng Qi, who was wearing a black mask, and couldn’t help but mentally scoff.

Of course, he wouldn’t dare voice such thoughts in Feng Qi’s presence.

As Feng Qi finished speaking, Mu Qing moved.

A terrifying force erupted, yanking the silver-white figure forward several staggering steps.

Jade-colored light flowed across Mu Qing’s body, swiftly overwhelming and dissipating the silver-white radiance.

Seeing this, Feng Qi took a step back, showing no intention of intervening.

He had absolute confidence in Mu Qing’s strength.

Historically speaking, there was no one in Star City who could match her.

Perhaps only Tian Shu, who had imprisoned himself, could exchange a few blows with her.

But even then, Feng Qi believed Mu Qing would ultimately prevail in a true battle.

The title ”Great Demon King of History,” which had dominated an era, was no empty boast.

”Leave him alive!” Feng Qi called out.

Identifying the mission’s issuer was crucial.

But Feng Qi’s primary goal was to uncover the faction behind the issuer.

Killing the issuer now would sever the trail, preventing them from tracing the clues back to the Behind-the-Scenes Domain Faction lurking in the shadows.

Hearing his warning, Mu Qing nodded solemnly.

In the space of a breath, the jade-colored light flowing across her body surged toward the silver-white figure.

Faced with Mu Qing’s confinement, the silver-white figure was utterly powerless to resist. As the terrifying pressure descended, its body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This trembling wasn’t solely from fear; it was more a result of being completely suppressed by Mu Qing’s overwhelming qi momentum.

Even the Black Dragon, standing nearby, couldn’t help but tremble, though its eyes shone with wild excitement, convinced it had finally found a powerful backer.

Only Feng Qi, who had cultivated fist intent, could barely withstand the intense pressure emanating from Mu Qing.

As the jade-colored light flowed across Mu Qing’s body, it drove back the silver-white radiance in large swathes.

Watching the silver-white figure’s features gradually emerge, Feng Qi’s eyes flickered with anticipation.

The truth behind this assassination mission was about to be revealed.

(End of the Chapter)

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