Chapter 166: Found You

Chapter 166: Found You

Lin Nuo felt that the idea of joining a four or five-star organization and getting closer to the Sacred Altar was completely unrealistic. It would be faster for him to directly speedrun to the peak of the Demon Path.

He always felt that this Righteous Path Organization’s star grading system was a bit brain-dead.

Sure, ranking by benevolence wasn’t wrong—after all, your broken organization is called the Righteous Path Organization, so accumulating good deeds to advance is fair enough.

But the subsequent promotions were unreasonable! Logically, to rank up to a high-star organization, you need high merits. Right now, the fastest way to accumulate high merits is to enter a dangerous battlefield. If lucky, he could encounter a heavenly fierce beast, have Ling Meng use her skills to take it down, and then Lin Nuo could collect the soul fragments—boom, instant star upgrade.

But in this foolish place, low-star organizations weren’t allowed into dangerous battlefields, and soldiers at the battlefield’s periphery wouldn’t let members of low-star organizations in, citing people’s safety.

This created a vicious cycle: you can’t get into the dangerous battlefield, you can’t kill heavenly fierce beasts, so your merits can’t increase; without increased merits, you still can’t get in, and all you can do is keep fighting low-level monsters.

However, there was another way to quickly build up high merits.

Capture or eliminate the Poison Bee assassins.

Of course, Lin Nuo felt that was impossible. Zhou Ling City had issued a gold-paper summons, attracting a wave of masters who couldn’t do anything to the Poison Bee. How could he, an ordinary worker, take action?

Feeling like he was being played, Lin Nuo thought.

“Master, where are we going to hunt fierce beasts today?”

“We’re not going. We’re not ranking up anymore.”

“Huh? Why so sudden? Didn’t we agree to join a five-star organization and get closer to the Sacred Altar, then steal…”

Before Ling Meng could finish, Lin Nuo hurriedly covered her mouth.

This female disciple, with her loose tongue, was about to expose all my plans! Do I need to get you a megaphone to shout it out?

“Plan is canceled. We’re not going. It’s too time-consuming to rank up, and if I keep trying, I’ll be a dog.”

Lin Nuo spoke with firm determination.

“Prepare to retreat from the city. Let’s go. Do you need to buy anything? We’ll leave after you’re done.”

“I want to go to the clothing shop to buy some clothes. Is that okay, Master?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

Lin Nuo then took Ling Meng to a clothing store.

And then he regretted it.

This disciple went in like a country bumpkin entering a city, her eyes sparkling as she rushed into the store, trying on clothes. Lin Nuo had already waited for her to try on outfits for over half an hour.

He felt it would be more interesting to go outside and fight monsters.

“How much longer do you need to try?” Lin Nuo asked.

“Just a little while longer.”

She had said exactly that half an hour ago.

“Then you stay in the store after you’re done. I’m going to buy something.”

“Okay, okay.”

After that, Ling Meng picked out a few more dresses and cheerfully ran off to try them on.

Lin Nuo rubbed his forehead.

Why does it feel like Ling Meng is gradually losing the prestige of being a Demon Woman? She wasn’t like this when she first came in.

Forget it, I’ll stroll outside to avoid being mistaken for Ling Meng’s husband or boyfriend, or worse, have some oddball think I’m dressing her up.

“Boss, is there a Flower Season Canned Pastry shop in the city?”

“Yeah, sir, just turn left when you go out, walk straight, and it’s the fifth shop.”

“Oh? It’s that close? Thank you.”

To think I just asked casually, and it genuinely exists.

If we’re talking about where the most famous Meat Floss Cake is in the world, it’s the Flower Season Canned brand.

They have stores nationwide, and with backing from a certain princess, their fame has skyrocketed—this princess has only done this one good deed in her life.

Lin Nuo turned left at the exit and headed to the fifth shop.

…

[Hmph, just one more to go, and it’s just Lin Nuo left.]

The Poison Bee assassin thought to himself as he was stalking his final assassination target.

This was a wealthy man. The difficulty of the assassination wasn’t high; the bounty for taking out someone like a general was much more than this guy. So, he saved the easy target for last.

As for Lin Nuo, if luck was on his side, he might come to Zhou Ling City, but based on current intel, he hadn’t arrived. All he had were some troublesome folks praising him everywhere; there was no sign of Lin Nuo in Zhou Ling City.

He would extinguish him another day.

He spotted the wealthy man entering a pastry shop.

Flower Season Canned.

During previous assassination attempts, the Poison Bee had grown accustomed to acting at night; daytime wasn’t suitable for eliminating targets. He preferred the night for his stealthy methods.

But this wealthy man had no combat prowess and was too stingy to hire bodyguards. Assassinating such a person was naturally a piece of cake.

His plan was simple: channel his spirit, drop some coins on the floor, and as a reminder, tap on the wealthy man’s shoulder. At that instant of contact, his Spirit Technique would activate, the slow poison would invade his body, and eventually, he would drop dead.

Doing it in the daytime was much more entertaining than at night.

Soon, the Poison Bee entered the pastry shop, where the wealthy man was haggling with the shopkeeper.

“Why are your pastries so fast? They’re much more expensive than others.”

“Sir, we’re a nationally renowned store, with the best quality. Besides, if you ask around, they are really not more expensive.”

“No way, too pricey! Too greedy!”

Ignoring their argument, the Poison Bee moved swiftly.

Nonchalantly, he dropped a few coins on the ground, then tapped the wealthy man on the shoulder.

“Hey buddy, did you drop some money?”

The wealthy man spotted some coins on the ground and readily admitted, “Oh, yes, that’s mine! Oh, thank you!”

Seeing the money, he didn’t care if it was his and bent down to pick it up.

The Poison Bee smirked slightly, sensing the slow poison already seeping into the wealthy man’s body, though he remained unaware. The Poison Bee wanted to leave, eager to watch the chaos unfold when the wealthy man suddenly died, reveling in those terrified expressions—it would certainly be very amusing.

Thinking of that, he mused about how much more fun it was to kill during the daytime compared to the night.

He planned to leave, step outside, and cross the wealthy man’s name off his assassination list. That would leave just Lin Nuo—then a flawless mission would be complete.

“Oh, found you. So you were here.”

In an instant, a black-faced man wearing a light gray cloak appeared at the pastry shop’s entrance, directing his gaze at the Poison Bee.

The Poison Bee’s heart raced. He recalled the night’s earlier assassination attempt and how that figure had also shown up while he was having breakfast.

Now, as the Poison Bee was about to assassinate his target, this man appeared once again.

Moreover, it seemed he had just said something.

[Found you. So you were here]?

Could it be that this man had specifically followed him, intentionally watching him assassinate his target, all while looking down on him with an air of superiority?

How arrogant!

Well then, this grudge couldn’t be put aside. Today, he would have to deal with you.

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