The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Night Owl Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Night Owl Jing Tianying did not dissuade Jing Yan from seeking adventure.

For flowers grown in a greenhouse could never become true strong ones.

Take the currently living elders of the Jing Family, for instance, over half of them had spent a considerable amount of time outside gaining experience when they were young.

Though dangerous, this is a path that a Martial Artist must take.

Jing Yan was still young, barely seventeen; could Jing Tianying really look after Jing Yan for a lifetime?

If Jing Yan wanted to experience the outside world, then he should be allowed to do so.

Moreover, with Jing Yan’s strength, which was sufficient to defeat Innate Realm Martial Artist Jing Tianlong, as long as he didn’t encounter enemies too powerful, he should be able to protect himself.

“Alright, I will make the trip,” Jing Yan nodded.

“Mm, I’ll reply to him later.

Be careful in everything you do out there,” Jing Tianying looked at Jing Yan with a serious expression, earnestly cautioning him.

“I know,” Jing Yan responded.

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Zhao Family, Clan Leader’s other courtyard!

“Thud thud thud!” Urgent footsteps were heard.

“Clan Leader!” As soon as the footsteps halted, a voice penetrated the door into the room.

Inside the room sat a man appearing to be in his forties or fifties, dressed in a blue robe.

Hearing the voice, the man in the blue robe’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Come in!”

This person was none other than Family Head Zhao, Zhao Dangyuan, and also the father of Zhao Dingtian, who had been injured by Jing Yan.

He was also a formidable Martial Artist in the Dao Spirit Realm.

The Zhao Family stood out in Donglin City and could easily crush the other major clans, with Zhao Dangyuan, a Dao Spirit Realm powerhouse, playing an indispensable role.

Promptly, the door swung open, and Fourth Elder Zhao Zhenshan walked in.

“Clan Leader, ‘Dark Night’ has sent someone!” Zhao Zhenshan, face flushed with a slightly disorganized breath, appeared somewhat excited.

“Oh?” Zhao Dangyuan also abruptly stood up, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes, “Where?”

“In the reception room!” Zhao Zhenshan responded.

“Did you alert anyone else?” Zhao Dangyuan asked.

“No, I personally led the visitor into our home and then immediately came to inform you,” Zhao Zhenshan said confidently.

“Let’s go meet this person!” Zhao Dangyuan swung his arm and strode out of the room first.

Inside the Zhao Family reception room sat a Black-clothed Martial Artist with a mask on his head, sitting silently as if he melded with the surroundings.

His breath was so subdued that even a relatively strong Martial Artist would likely not notice his presence, had they not known someone was there.

On the chest of his black robe was a badge with a gruesome Skull, looking incredibly sinister.

He made no sound, and even as Zhao Dangyuan and Zhao Zhenshan entered, he made no movement, not even glancing at them from beneath the mask.

Zhao Dangyuan looked at the Black-clothed Martial Artist and smiled.

Even though the visitor did not rise to greet him, Zhao Dangyuan felt no displeasure at this disrespect.

“How may I address you?” Zhao Dangyuan asked politely, slightly bowing his head.

“Night Owl!” The Black-clothed Martial Artist’s voice was hoarse, replying tersely.

“State your business!” The Black-clothed Martial Artist paused briefly before pressing on.

From within his robe, Zhao Dangyuan pulled out a piece of paper with a drawing and placed it in front of the black-robed figure.

“This person,” the Black-clothed Martial Artist glanced at it briefly.

“Half-step Innate Cultivation, but with the strength of Early Innate,” Zhao Dangyuan frowned slightly, “This person is also the grandson of the Old Clan Leader Jing Tian, with a high status inside the Jing family.”

Hearing Zhao Dangyuan’s words, the Black-clothed Martial Artist’s lips twitched slightly under his mask, seemingly skeptical that someone with Half-step Innate Realm could possess Early Innate Realm strength.

However, he didn’t voice any objections.

Instead, the identity of the Old Clan Leader’s grandson drew his more serious attention.

“Ten thousand Spirit Stones!” The Assassin Night Owl stated his price.

If it were merely to assassinate a Half-step Innate Martial Artist, ten thousand Spirit Stones wouldn’t be necessary, but Jing Yan’s important identity made his worth skyrocket.

“Very well!” Zhao Dangyuan hesitated briefly but then clenched his teeth and agreed.

Paying ten thousand Spirit Stones was indeed a painful expense for the Zhao Family, but to eliminate the threat of Jing Yan, it was deemed worthwhile.

He didn’t bargain because he knew that ‘Dark Night’ Assassins did not bargain.

Whatever reward the Assassin asked for, the employer had to pay.

If one was not willing to pay, the deal was off, and this Assassin named Night Owl would immediately leave the Zhao Family Mansion and never look back.

“Five thousand first, the remainder after the job is done!” the Black-clothed Martial Artist, Night Owl, continued.

Zhao Dangyuan handed over a Spirit Stone Gold Card containing five thousand Spirit Stones.

Night Owl checked the amount in the Spirit Stone Gold Card and, finding no issue, pocketed it.

He then stood up.

“Within three days, I will give you a report!” With that, the Black-clothed Martial Artist, Night Owl, vanished from the reception room, blending into the darkness of the night, leaving no trace as if he had never been there.

“Clan Leader, is this Jing Yan truly worth such a great cost?” Zhao Zhenshan finally spoke, frowning.

“Yes!

If Jing Yan is left as he is, he will become a bane of existence.

Once he steps into the Innate Realm, the cost to remove him might not be ten thousand Spirit Stones, but twenty thousand or even more.

This boy must not be allowed to live; otherwise, it would pose a massive threat to our entire Zhao Family,” Zhao Dangyuan said with a sinister tone.

“A Bronze Killer demanding ten thousand Spirit Stones right from the start sure is expensive!” Zhao Zhenshan lamented over the cost of ten thousand Spirit Stones.

Ten thousand Spirit Stones was no small amount.

Even for him, the Fourth Elder of the Zhao Family, it was an appealing sum.

If possible, he would even be willing to kill Jing Yan himself for ten thousand Spirit Stones.

But people of the Zhao Family couldn’t take such risks!

If discovered, it would cause too big of a scandal, and the Donglin City Lord’s Mansion would have to get involved.

Hence, the Zhao Family had no choice but to laboriously seek out ‘Dark Night’ Assassins.

“Do not underestimate a Bronze Killer from ‘Dark Night’.

Even a Martial Artist at the Innate Middle Stage could be killed with a single blow!

The Assassins of Dark Night aren’t someone just anyone can deal with,” Zhao Dangyuan’s gaze sharpened.

“Mm, that Jing Yan won’t survive three days!” Zhao Zhenshan’s eyes also lit up with anticipation.

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