I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1114 - 1113 Assassination, the Pill Conference Begins

Originally, this exchange should have been held at the Pill Tower.

Latterly, the Pill Tower cooperated with the Brahma Sect in the Western Region to host it in Brahma Demon City, inviting the Pill Tower to preside and judge.

The authority is naturally unquestionable.

“Then you need to be careful,” Miss Jing warned.

“People from the Pill Tower are not simple.”

“Let’s rest early,” Xu Zimei waved his hand and walked into his room.

……

The sky slowly darkened, and a full moon hung in the void.

The silent darkness roared like a furious beast.

The crowd on the streets gradually calmed down.

Xu Zimei, who was originally meditating on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

The candle on the table was extinguished by a gust of wind.

Without him knowing when, a figure had appeared in his room, silently watching him.

“Why sneak in through the window when there’s a front door,” Xu Zimei said with a smile.

“How about we cooperate this once?” The shadow, hidden in the void, slowly spoke.

“Cooperate on what?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Aren’t you interested in going to the small world at the Edge of the Sky, End of the Sea?” the shadow said.

“In tomorrow’s Myriad Laws Pill Meeting, all you need to do is intentionally lose the competition, and I guarantee you free access to the small world for three years.

How about it?”

“People from the Zen Sect?” Xu Zimei smiled.

“That’s not important. It’s a deal you can’t lose,” the shadow said.

“You have no relations with people from the Demon Sect anyway, and we can also ensure your safety.”

“What if I refuse?” Xu Zimei asked.

“A wise man wouldn’t refuse,” the shadow said calmly.

“Then I’m sorry, I refuse,” Xu Zimei smiled.

“Why? You don’t lose anything,” the shadow said.

“You might not win first place by helping the Demon Sect.”

“No particular reason, I just don’t like the feeling of losing,” Xu Zimei replied.

The shadow fell silent for a moment, and the next moment it turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared on the spot.

Before Xu Zimei could turn around, he saw the void behind him shatter, and a long saber crossed through the void, directly attacking him.

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“You try to recruit but also want to silence me?” Xu Zimei snorted coldly as he flicked his finger against the incoming saber tip.

With a “boom” sound.

The long saber shattered, and the figure hidden in the void was directly blown backwards.

It smashed through several dozens of walls along the way, finally landing on the street outside.

The shadow’s expression was unclear, it didn’t even care about its injuries, and immediately got up and rapidly retreated into the distance.

Xu Zimei chuckled lightly, unhurriedly picking up the fragments of the saber in front of him.

The blade flicked by a finger, flew out like a streak of light.

……

The shadow was retreating frantically, and within a few breaths, it was already a few miles away.

Seeing Xu Zimei didn’t chase, he finally sighed in relief.

He stopped when he arrived at a courtyard.

In the pavilion inside the courtyard, Zen Old Ghost was enjoying the moon and drinking tea with a young man.

Seeing the shadow appear, he smiled and asked, “Is it done?”

However, no sooner had his words fallen, and before the shadow could reply, fragments of the blade tip pierced through the void from afar and stabbed over.

The shadow couldn’t react in time, his gaze filled with horror.

The young man next to him, however, had his body swirling with Spiritual Energy, creating a vortex like Wind and Cloud Transforming Dragon, accompanied by the sound of a dragon’s chant.

He instantly moved behind the shadow and grabbed towards the fragment.

With a “puh”, blood splattered everywhere.

The shadow fell heavily to the ground.

The young man’s gaze was sharp as he stared blankly at his right hand.

The palm was pierced by the blade tip, unstoppable, and it immediately pierced through the shadow’s throat.

The immense force directly crushed the shadow’s Divine Soul and internal organs.

“No saving him,” Zen Old Ghost stood up, looked at the body, and shook his head.

“Interesting,” the young man’s gaze turned towards the distant east, exactly where Xu Zimei’s inn was located.

As if penetrating through layers of void, it landed on the inn above.

“Are you okay,” Zen Old Ghost asked.

“It’s nothing serious, this time you made a miscalculation,” the young man said.

“You sent someone to assassinate without even clarifying the other party’s background.”

“What should we do now?” Zen Old Ghost asked.

“Let’s proceed with a normal competition, I trust the people from the Pill Tower,” the young man replied.

He slightly tilted his head upward, gazing at the full moon in the Firmament.

He muttered softly, “The moon waxes and wanes.”

……

Without further words throughout the night, as dawn barely broke the next day, Mage Jinchan first commanded his disciples to deliver Mysterious Medicine to Xu Zimei.

Right after, Qian Sha, the Elder, personally arrived.

He was holding three boxes, presumably the main ingredients found.

“I’ve boasted in front of others and owe numerous favors, only then did I find these three items,” Elder Qian Sha said.

“Don’t disappoint me.”

“When does the competition start?” Xu Zimei asked.

“It starts this morning, but let’s let others compete first. Our competition between Zen-Demon Sects is close to noon,” Elder Qian Sha explained.

At that, he responded gravely, “I’ve inquired about the three participants from the Zen Sect.

Apart from Jiang Tu and Zhuo Yiyang, the third person is said to be from Pill Tower, whom I could never get information on.

Until this morning, I finally found out.”

Elder Qian Sha’s expression was solemn as he elaborately explained, “Zhuo Yiyang is a disciple cultivated by the Zen Sect over recent years.

Jiang Tu was originally representing our Demon Sect, but switched sides in the middle.

These two are almost at the same level; the only troublesome one is that person from the Pill Tower.”

“Who?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Dan Qingyun,” Elder Qian Sha said gravely.

“Who is that?” Xu Zimei asked confusedly.

“The most renowned disciple of the Pill Tower’s thirty-six levels in recent years,” Elder Qian Sha responded gravely.

“I don’t know what kind of benefits the Zen Sect has promised to even invite him.”

“No worries,” Xu Zimei smiled and patted his shoulder, walking towards the outside of the inn.

“Come, let’s first watch the others compete.”