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Chapter 417: Chapter 401: Jiu Moshi

Ximo.

Xia Han, the Vice Sect Leader of the Celestial Profound Sect, appeared on a desolate stretch of the Gobi Desert.

He just stood there quietly, motionless, as if waiting for something.

The fierce northwestern wind whipped his robes, making them snap. The winds of Ximo were indeed much stronger than those in Xuan Yang.

Ximo was a vast, boundless desert west of Xuan Yang. However, it also contained large oases where countless small kingdoms survived. The Zhenxi Army was responsible for repelling these kingdoms should they advance eastward and invade Xuan Yang’s territory.

Although these nations were not individually powerful, there were so many of them that, when united, they could not be underestimated.

Xuan Yang’s territory was already vast enough. Even the legendary Grand Ancestor Emperor, who had swept across the world with one hundred thousand elite iron cavalry, had chosen to turn back after bringing his army to Ximo and witnessing the sky filled with yellow sand.

Sometimes, a territory that is too large is actually a detriment to establishing a dynasty for the ages.

For a thousand years, peaceful trade had largely been maintained, with the only exception being occasional raids on Xuan Yang by kingdoms suffering from internal strife.

Desert Jade, in particular, was highly sought after by the Profound People.

Besides Desert Jade, the powerful experts of Ximo often amazed the Profound People.

Like Jiu Moshi, who was now appearing in the distance.

Xia Han watched the man steadily approaching him, a faint smile touching his lips. "You’re late."

The man named Jiu Moshi, who had an aquiline nose and an extremely sturdy build, said, "The sand bandits in the Northern Desert had some skill. I was delayed. How about a ten-percent discount? That should make up for it."

Hearing this, Xia Han finally nodded in satisfaction.

The man before him had a nickname: the Desert Divine Eagle.

He was the most notorious "Sand-Burier" in Ximo—a role similar to that of a Ghostwriter in Xuan Yang. As long as the price was high enough, he would do anything.

For the right bounty, Jiu Moshi had even single-handedly wiped out several kingdoms in Ximo.

For such a man to live so prosperously in Ximo, there could only be one explanation: his fists were hard enough.

Jiu Moshi grinned. "Does Grandmaster Linghu have another matter he can’t handle himself?"

Years ago, Linghu Yang had been traveling through Ximo and had a chance encounter with Jiu Moshi. The two had struck up a certain understanding. Since then, whenever there was something in the Northern Territory that Linghu Yang couldn’t handle personally, Jiu Moshi was the one to do it.

Of course, all of this came at a price.

Xia Han nodded. "Sect Leader Linghu wants to hire you to kill a man named Bai Yuan."

Jiu Moshi licked his chapped lips. "What’s his background?"

"The Xuan Yang Right Chief Imperial Censor."

Hearing those four words, Jiu Moshi’s eyes finally showed a flicker of interest.

Although he wasn’t one of the Profound People, he was quite familiar with the structure of the Xuan Yang Court. The second-in-command of the Imperial Inspection Office... that was an extraordinary figure.

"What’s his power level? Mingxin?"

Xia Han replied, "A Martial Artist, but he has combat strength comparable to a Mingxin."

"Oh?"

Jiu Moshi’s interest was piqued even more.

For a Martial Artist to become a Second-Grade Official in Xuan Yang, and to warrant Linghu Yang himself calling for a hit—this man was clearly not simple.

But no matter how strong a Martial Artist was, he was, in the end, still just a Martial Artist.

Jiu Moshi asked, "So what do I get?"

Xia Han replied, "My Celestial Profound Sect has a Lifespan Extension Pill. It can add twenty years to your life."

"Done!"

At the mention of the Lifespan Extension Pill, Jiu Moshi no longer hesitated.

Who would complain about living too long?

Although breaking through the Divinity Communication Barrier would grant him another hundred years of life, given Jiu Moshi’s current condition, that possibility was all but gone.

Therefore, extending his life had become a matter of utmost importance to him.

Unfortunately, the art of alchemy in the kingdoms of Ximo was far inferior to Xuan Yang’s. The best pills they could produce only offered a five-year extension, which was practically useless.

Seeing Jiu Moshi agree so readily, Xia Han said, "Bai Yuan is in Binzhou City right now. Act as soon as possible."

Jiu Moshi shot Xia Han a cold glare. "Do I need you to tell me how to do my job?"

In an instant, a terrifying killing intent erupted from Jiu Moshi, forcing Xia Han onto high alert as if facing a powerful foe.

The next second, Jiu Moshi burst out laughing. "Vice Sect Leader Xia, you worry too much. You’re my client. Why would I ever turn on my own client?"

Xia Han’s gaze was icy. "You’d better mean that."

Jiu Moshi gave a wicked grin. "Tell Linghu Yang to get the Lifespan Extension Pill ready. I’ll be by to collect it soon."

His laughter cut off abruptly, and in the next moment, there was no longer any trace of Jiu Moshi on the Gobi Desert.

Only after Jiu Moshi was long gone did Xia Han finally let out a sigh of relief.

’Madman!’

He cursed under his breath.

This Jiu Moshi was a man who followed no rules. He’d killed his own employers on more than one occasion.

If he had brought the Lifespan Extension Pill with him today, Jiu Moshi would have certainly attacked and killed him for it.

Even Xia Han himself wasn’t confident that he could defeat Jiu Moshi in a fight.

Xia Han gazed out at the endless desert.

’Bai Yuan, I wonder if you’ll be satisfied with this grand gift I’ve prepared for you?’

...

「Binzhou. Within a nameless, deep mountain.」

Bai Yuan stood within a mountain fortress. However, this was no bandit stronghold, but a Demon Stronghold.

And a Demon Stronghold, naturally, was inhabited by demons.

After receiving intel on the Demon Stronghold from the Demon Slayer Guard, Bai Yuan had rushed over ahead of time.

He had slain every one of the dozens of demons in the stronghold.

’When the Demon Slayer Guard from Binzhou finally arrives, they’ll probably be scratching their heads again.’

The rewards this time were immense. Bai Yuan gazed at his status panel.

’Allocate points!’

As lines of small text scrolled by, the progress bar for the Supreme Purity Record filled rapidly. Finally, a string of large, gilded words appeared.

Supreme Purity Record, Legendary!

Without the slightest hesitation, Bai Yuan immediately integrated the Supreme Purity Record into the Divine Mansion located in his lungs.

Ninth Divine Mansion, open!

In that instant, Bai Yuan felt as if his Ren and Du Meridians had been cleared, and his entire body surged with limitless power.

The lungs are the source of a Martial Artist’s power.

Bai Yuan knew that one reason some athletes could explode with far greater speed than ordinary people was that they were born with superior lung capacity. The more oxygen the body could absorb, the more power it could unleash.

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