After observing the Evil King Sword for two hours, Yi Xingtian left the Evil King's Domain.
"You want to participate in the Saint Blacksmith exam?
Is there a need for that? "
Yi Xingtian frowned when he heard that Qin Feng wanted to participate in the Saint Blacksmith exam.
The Saint Blacksmith City did have some blacksmithing techniques that the outside world couldn't come into contact with. But to that senior, these techniques were worthless. Since Qin Feng was that senior's last disciple, why would he want to participate in the Saint Blacksmith exam?
"If you just want the title of Saint Blacksmith, it's not difficult. I can recommend you to become a Saint Blacksmith," Yi Xingtian said.
As an eight-star Saint Blacksmith, he naturally had some privileges. For example, he could directly promote someone to a Saint Blacksmith.
Yi Xingtian wasn't the only one. His third senior brother, Tianyang, also had this privilege. It was just that the two of them didn't use it normally.
Qin Feng shook his head. "I have my own plans. I must participate in this Saint Blacksmith exam."
"Up to you. Right, what is your current identity? Are you the disciple of that Beast Emperor?" Yi Xingtian asked.
"Yes, I'm the disciple of the Beast Emperor. Saint Blacksmith Tianyang is my third senior brother." Qin Feng nodded.
"That person is not to be trifled with!"
Yi Xingtian couldn't help but recall the scene when the Beast Emperor barged into the Saint Blacksmith City. The experts of the Saint Blacksmith City wielded hundreds of Emperor weapons, but they still weren't a match for him.
Outside the inn where Qin Feng and the others were staying, a warrior hidden in the darkness was watching Qin Feng's every move. He had been waiting for a few days. But for a professional assassin, a few days was nothing. As long as he could complete the mission, he could even wait a few months.
The target this time was an eight-star Saint Blacksmith's junior brother. Even the Acheron's Residence rarely received such a mission. Assassinating an eight-star Saint Blacksmith's junior brother in the Saint Blacksmith City was no different from suicide.
However, what was unexpected was that this junior brother of the Eight Star Saint Blacksmith had a very low cultivation level. He was only at the first stage of the Soul Core realm. For Acheron's Mansion, someone like this could be easily killed. The only problem was the Eight Star Saint Blacksmith.
As for the Eight Star Saint Craftsman, he had already stayed in the Saint Craftsman Hall for a few days. Now, there was only one Nirvana Realm cultivator in this place. As long as he avoided that Nirvana Realm cultivator, it would be easy for him to assassinate a First Level Soul Core cultivator with his Ninth Level Heavenly Dharma cultivation.
Finally, the opportunity that he had been waiting for arrived. Qin Feng went out alone!
"Good chance!" Huang San quickly revealed himself from the darkness and walked towards Qin Feng.
As one of the top assassins in the Acheron's Residence, Huang San was able to perfectly control his killing intent. It was impossible for a First Level Soul Core brat to detect his presence.
The moment he passed by Qin Feng, a sharp dagger quickly slit across Qin Feng's throat. This dagger was dipped in a deadly poison. Even a Heavenly Dharma cultivator would die in a single breath if they were stabbed by this dagger.
"Keng Qiang!"
However, Huang San's dagger didn't pierce through flesh. Instead, a clear metallic sound rang out.
"Assassin from the Acheron's Residence!" Qin Feng coldly snorted. The Sky Sundering Sword in his hand shattered the dagger into pieces.
Huang San was shocked. His assassination technique was soundless. How could a First Level Soul Core cultivator be prepared for it?
"My dagger!"
Huang San was shocked. His dagger was a Grade Six Spirit Weapon. He had spent more than half of his fortune on it. Yet, it was shattered so easily. Then what was the grade of the sword in this brat's hand? Was it Grade Seven or Grade Eight?
"Damn it!" Huang San cursed in his heart. He didn't have a second chance in the Saint Craftsman City.
He didn't use his full strength in the previous attack. He didn't even use his True Yuan. He didn't want to create too much of a commotion so that he could escape unscathed.
However, Huang San didn't expect that a First Level Soul Core cultivator would be able to block his attack and shatter his dagger. He had lost the initiative and could only retreat.
"You want to leave? Stay!" Suddenly, Huo Zhu rushed out like a flame and slapped his palm towards Huang San.
"A Nirvana Realm cultivator!" Huang San's face changed. He quickly turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the light.
"A Shadow-type divine soul, a natural assassin!" Huo Zhu's face changed.
Qin Feng looked at the direction where the black shadow disappeared and furrowed his brows. He didn't seem to have done anything wrong. Why would someone hire an assassin from the Acheron's House to assassinate him?
"Young martial uncle, are you alright?" Huo Zhu hurriedly asked. Even if his young martial uncle was only slightly injured, his teacher wouldn't forgive him.
"I'm fine. I didn't think that there would be a day where I would be targeted by the Acheron's House." Qin Feng smiled and shook his head.
Back then, when he was unhindered in the heavens, it was unknown how many people hated him to the bone. It was unknown how many people wanted him to die without a burial ground. However, not a single assassin organization dared to make a move against him because he was a Martial Emperor, an invincible Martial Emperor!
But now, he was only a puny Soul Core cultivator. Even a Heavenly Dharma assassin dared to assassinate him.
If he hadn't been particularly sensitive to killing intent and detected the Acheron Manor's assassin early on, he might have really been killed on the street this time.
"Who is it?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.
Huang San ran out of the Saint Artisan City in a sorry state. His chest was burning with pain. Even though his soul was extremely good at hiding and escaping, Huo Zhu's attack still managed to injure him.
"Damn it, I failed!"
Huang San spurted out a mouthful of blood. He quickly took out a bottle of medicinal pellets and swallowed them to temporarily stop the bleeding.
"The assassin from the Acheron's House is only so-so. A Heavenly Dharma cultivator actually failed to assassinate a Soul Core cultivator. I'm afraid that we will have to reconsider our cooperation in the future." A young man with nine swords on his back slowly walked over.
"Hmph, it's just a failure. There is no one in the Acheron's House that can't be killed!" Huang San snorted.
"I hope you aren't bluffing. Our patience is limited. If you don't kill Qin Feng in three days, our deal will be voided!" Yun Sha said coldly.
"Three days. Fine, three days it is. I will bring back Qin Feng's head within three days." Huang San took in a deep breath.
Huang San took in a deep breath and thought, What a strange brat. He actually managed to dodge my sure-kill attack. After this, it will be extremely difficult for him to do anything else!
Just as Huang San was about to return to the Saint Artisan City, a haggard old man stood in front of him with a faint smile on his face.
Huang San naturally recognized this old man. He was one of the few eight-star Saint Artisans in the Saint Artisan City, the Mad Demon Saint Artisan!
"Run!"
Huang San made a prompt decision and scattered all the things that he could use. His body turned into a black shadow and fled far away.
"How dare you make a move in the Saint Artisan City?"
Yi Xingtian sneered. He grabbed Huang San, who had turned into a black shadow, and grabbed Huang San's neck.
Huang San looked at the Mad Demon Saint Artisan in front of him in horror. He didn't think that his assassination would alarm the Mad Demon Saint Artisan. Even though he had anticipated the consequences of a failed assassination, he didn't think that the Mad Demon Saint Artisan would personally make a move.
"S-S-S-Spare me!" Even the assassins of the Acheron's House were afraid of death. Under the fear of death, they would still beg for mercy.
However, Yi Xingtian smiled and crushed Huang San's throat, then threw the headless corpse to the side.
Qin Feng was too important to him. He was his only hope. Since the assassins of the Acheron's House dared to make a move on Qin Feng, then only death awaited him.
"I'm back. What's the result?" Qin Feng opened his eyes and the treasures in his hand merged into his body.
"He's dead. Before he died, he came into contact with a young man with nine swords on his back. I don't know where he came from." Yi Xingtian said.
Qin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. Yi Xingtian was obsessed with refining weapons. How would he know so much? He had asked him to follow the assassins of the Acheron's House. In the end, Yi Xingtian only killed the assassins of the Acheron's House, but didn't capture the mastermind behind the scenes.
"The young man with nine swords on his back. Looks like it's him!"
Qin Feng thought of the young man in the Sovereign Soul Void Zone. If he remembered correctly, that young man seemed to be called Yun Sha.
"If you want to kill him, I'll go immediately!" Yi Xingtian's eyes flashed coldly.
"No need, they won't be able to cause any waves!" Qin Feng shook his head.
He was wondering who was behind all this, but it turned out to be the Soul Refining Palace. It seemed like it was because he had stolen the Nine Serenities Soul Crush Cauldron. Was it really worth it?
In the Acheron's House, the House Master looked at the dim jade tablet next to him and sighed, "Huang San is dead!"
"Did he fail?" In front of the House Master Acheron sat an illusory figure.
"He has many experts around him. Assassinating him will be difficult, difficult, difficult!"
The House Master Acheron shook his head. For the House Master Acheron to say 'difficult' three times in a row, one could imagine how difficult it was.
"The Acheron's House said that there's no one that the Acheron's House doesn't dare to kill. How could a puny first stage Soul Core cultivator make the Acheron's House back down?" The illusory figure laughed.
"The Acheron's House is an assassin's organization, not a suicide organization. We won't do meaningless assassinations unless the Soul Refining Palace can pay the price. The Acheron's House is willing to pay any price to kill him." The House Master Acheron calmly said.
"A seventh stage upper Soul God isn't enough?" The illusory figure trembled.
"Not enough. An upper ninth stage Soul God is worth considering!" The House Master Acheron smiled.
"An upper ninth stage Soul God? The appetite of the Acheron's House is too big. Aren't you afraid of dying from overeating?" The illusory figure trembled violently.
"This is the price to assassinate this young man. A first stage Soul Core cultivator isn't worth mentioning. However, if this first stage Soul Core cultivator has one or even four Great Emperors behind him, then assassinating him will be as difficult as assassinating a Great Emperor." The House Master Acheron said.
"Assassinating a Great Emperor doesn't require an upper ninth stage Soul God!"
"This is the price. If the Soul Refining Palace can't pay the price, then forget it!" The House Master Acheron shook his head.
"Who says the Soul Refining Palace can't pay the price? But you should know, if the Acheron's House accepts the money and doesn't do the job, what will the consequences be!" The illusory figure threw out a wooden box.