Chapter 0: Earthquake in the Small Thousand World (9)
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As those four mysteriously appeared men in black politely bowed to the Black Skirt Woman standing with her hands behind her back, they gradually vanished into thin air.
The onlookers in the Deficient Moon Valley were left speechless, “…”
Zhu Ying was equally silent, “…”
Wait, are you serious? So you’re just messing with us!
Suddenly four henchmen skilled in the dark assassination arts pop out of nowhere.
If you had revealed them earlier,
the Deficient Moon Valley wouldn’t have dared to embarrass itself here, right?
“Feng Yalin, by the order of our Lord, I will stay behind in the Deficient Moon Valley. Valley Master, please strictly follow the Lord’s directives for disaster relief. Those who violate this will face my judgment.”
Her cold voice echoed through the valley,
leaving everyone stunned. When they turned their heads back, the Black Skirt Woman, who had been standing in the center of the training field, had already floated into the air.
A sharp cry suddenly came from above, and a giant bird with a wingspan of several dozen meters abruptly appeared above the training ground, casting a shadow that nearly covered half the sky.
As the shadow passed and the fierce wind from its flapping wings dissipated,
the Black Skirt Woman had long vanished without a trace.
It was as if she had appeared out of nowhere in the Deficient Moon Valley, and her departure was just as swift, not leaving a hint behind.
Is this the terrifying strength of Extermination of Immortals?
Casually pulling out four subordinates with assassination skills only a Valley Master could wield.
This leads one to imagine just how formidable the true power of the Extermination of Immortals leader really is.
Her declaration of exterminating the entire Deficient Moon Valley wasn’t just a threat; Extermination of Immortals indeed possesses the heavenly power to turn clouds into rain and reshape the world. Otherwise, how could Li Ying Tian have been defeated by her, and how could Thousand Bird City so easily submit?
“Valley Master… what shall we do now?”
Liang Shan glanced around, utterly unable to catch a glimpse of those four men in black.
Zhu Ying coldly stated, “Let’s do as Extermination of Immortals says. Ten days of rations and one million Spirit Coins; after ten days, even if you offer more money, Deficient Moon Valley cannot comply.”
“Ha! Valley Master, I’m afraid you still don’t understand the situation, do you? Do you think Deficient Moon Valley is still in your control?”
Feng Yalin suddenly appeared behind Zhu Ying like a venomous snake, and at that moment, it was as if she dissipated into smoke.
A cold sweat trickled down Zhu Ying’s forehead,
her heart jolted sharply.
No, this was not just the dark assassination arts.
If she wasn’t mistaken, this was the Cold Night Assassination Technique that had been lost in the Deficient Moon Valley for five hundred years.
Legend has it that only a few talented individuals from the Deficient Moon Valley could master such a technique. After the last elite skilled in this assassination art passed away, the valley lost its legacy.
The most enchanting part of the Cold Night Assassination Technique is that the user can transform into smoke, reaching wherever their thoughts can take them, just like the blade cutting through.
Could this person actually be an ancestor of the Deficient Moon Valley?
But how could she… be so young while also joining the Extermination of Immortals?
“Feng Yalin… Feng Yalin…”
Zhu Ying chanted this name over and over, as if she had fallen into a trance.
Seeing that the Valley Master was acting oddly, but the others were hesitant to move due to fear of four assassins of comparable strength lurking nearby,
they only hoped the Valley Master could maintain order and ensure these wicked guys promised not to harm anyone in the valley.
Suddenly, something buried deep in her memory sprang to life.
Zhu Ying’s eyes lit up.
She remembered!
This name appeared in the nearly thousand-year history records of the Deficient Moon Valley.
She had carefully read through the biography of this person several times, feeling an overwhelming pity for why, at such a young age, they harbored such devastating thoughts against the heavens.
The person’s name was Feng Yalin…
The last genius of the Deficient Moon Valley.
“Boom…”
A loud bang rang in Zhu Ying’s heart.
No… this can’t be… how could someone who vanished a thousand years ago reappear in this era?
The longest lifespan known among cultivators is about 500 years, and the history of the Deficient Moon Valley dates back a millennium.
Yet this person, claiming to be Feng Yalin, just executed the Cold Night Assassination Technique long lost to the valley.
Contrasting these facts, the likelihood of her being that extraordinary woman recorded in history had vastly increased.
“Valley Master! Valley Master!”
Liang Shan grew anxious and couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Ever since the duel ended, the Valley Master seemed to have immediately fallen into a trance, completely losing her original charisma and confidence.
Zhu Ying finally snapped back to reality at Liang Shan’s call,
unconsciously glancing up at the sky, where the one who had easily defeated her had already vanished.
Who exactly is this person, who can bring a formerly thousand-year genius of the Deficient Moon Valley to her knees and turn her into a servant?
Zhu Ying trembled,
feeling a hint of dread,
if she inadvertently harmed that Extermination of Immortals leader even a little, the Deficient Moon Valley might face utter destruction.
Even if Feng Yalin was once a fellow disciple of the Deficient Moon Valley,
she probably wouldn’t hesitate for a moment.
“Senior Feng… do you remember the old man Ge from back in the day?”
Zhu Ying decided to test the waters; if she truly was that genius girl from history, she’d pitch herself to Feng Yalin even if it meant knocking her head to the ground to get the Deficient Moon Valley back on track.
Without the Cold Night Assassination Technique, the Deficient Moon Valley was merely a second-rate sect. The former glory, reliant only on the current dark assassination arts, could never be matched.
“Old Ge? In the Deficient Moon Valley, I only know one person with the last name Ge. What was their name again, Ge La?”
Feng Yalin didn’t show herself, and her voice seemed to come from nowhere. Yet among the gathered crowd, only Zhu Ying could hear her.
Zhu Ying was so excited she nearly jumped like a little girl.
Ge La, the talented boy of the same era as Feng Yalin, but unfortunately, he never learned the Cold Night Assassination Technique. After Feng Yalin went missing, he spent a hundred years in training and finally became the Sect Leader.
The history books didn’t mention the childhood name of that Valley Master.
This was something Zhu Ying’s master had casually mentioned during a meal. This Valley Master Ge La, after Feng Yalin’s departure, became incredibly determined; it was Feng Yalin who had given him that name, and somehow everyone began calling him that.
Only after he became the Valley Master did everyone dare to show him respect.
Naturally, history books wouldn’t record that.
So, the name Ge La only existed in unofficial history, and now perhaps only Zhu Ying in the entire Deficient Moon Valley knew.
Having confirmed Feng Yalin’s true identity,
Zhu Ying hardly dared to act boastful. In front of all the disciples, she suddenly knelt on the ground and proclaimed loudly, “Junior disciple Zhu Ying greets Senior Feng.”
The shock and fear that everyone in the Deficient Moon Valley experienced during this moment likely surpassed all the encounters of the past decade combined.
Liang Shan said, “V-Valley Master…”
The others were left speechless, “…”
