The mission Leng Shiqi accepted was to assassinate Bao Pengyi, the leader of the Three Swords Gang in Shang Yang City of Donglin County.
The reason he accepted this mission was because it was very close. Shang Yang City was a small city next to the Yin Wind Ridge and was only a few dozen kilometers away.
The target was Bao Pengyi, who was at the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Although Leng Shiqi was only at the fifth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, he still had some confidence.
The Three Swords Gang was not a spirit cultivation sect, but a street gang in Shang Yang City.
Although Bao Pengyi was the leader, he was still a rogue cultivator with no one to guide him. Whether it was cultivation methods or spirit techniques, he was far inferior to a disciple of a spirit cultivation sect.
Especially someone like Leng Shiqi who had several cultivation methods and a lot of spirit techniques at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. In terms of spirit force foundation and combat strength, he was no worse than a rogue cultivator at the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm!
Moreover, the reward for this mission was good. There were all kinds of spirit stones and pills, as well as 50 blood drops, so Leng Shiqi thought this mission was very suitable for him.
When he tore off the mission, he suddenly felt dozens of gazes fall on him.
Leng Shiqi turned around and those people also withdrew their gazes, which made him feel a bit strange.
Then he gently shook his head and prepared to do the mission.
After Leng Shiqi left, the dozens of people there immediately began to whisper.
"Who is this person?
His figure looks very unfamiliar. "
"I know, he came with Fan Zhengchu yesterday and went to see the head pavilion leader."
"Oh?
The head pavilion leader saw him?
It seems that this person's identity is not simple. "
"I think he might be from the main pavilion."
"Hmph, so he was sent down. I'm afraid he did something wrong in the main pavilion."
"No wonder he accepted Bao Pengyi's mission. He's young and ignorant."
"Hehe, this mission's reward is so good, but no one has accepted it for so long. He actually dared to accept it."
"It seems that he never inquired about that bastard Bao Pengyi. I'm afraid he's going to suffer."
"Who cares about him?"
Of course, Leng Shiqi didn't know that people were talking about him behind his back. After accepting the mission and registering, he set off for Shang Yang City with his spirit sword on his back and a scimitar at his waist.
He ran as fast as he could and bought a horse from a small town along the way. By the time he reached Shangyang City, it was already night and the city gates were already closed.
Leng Shiqi had no choice but to use Gaia Hand to sneak into the city. Unfortunately, he lost his horse not long after he bought it.
After entering the city, he walked on the empty streets and picked up a map. Following the map, he arrived at a coffin shop.
"Dong dong dong …"
Leng Shiqi knocked on the door according to a strange pattern. Not long after, someone cursed from inside, "Why are you knocking in the dark? Are you in a hurry to buy yourself a coffin?"
The door opened a crack, revealing a head with black and white hair and a mustache.
Leng Shiqi didn't say anything. He took out his token and put it away.
The person looked around and immediately led Leng Shiqi in.
"Mao Cai greets the Black-Clothed Envoy." The person bowed.
Leng Shiqi looked at the person. The person was short and his eyes were narrowed into slits. He looked like a money-grubber.
He looked to be in his forties or fifties, but his back was hunched. He was even shorter than the thirteen-year-old Leng Shiqi.
This person was the informant of the Blood-Clothed Pavilion in Shang Yang City. Anyone who carried out a mission near Shang Yang City could ask him for some information.
Of course, it was paid.
When you accepted the mission, there would only be some superficial information in the mission.
For example, Leng Shiqi's mission was to assassinate Bao Pengyi of the Three Swords Association. However, there was no information on how powerful the Three Swords Association was, how many guards Bao Pengyi had, or what he was good at.
If Leng Shiqi wanted to successfully complete the mission, he had to collect enough information, so he found Mao Cai.
He said straightforwardly, "I need information on the Three Swords Association and Bao Pengyi."
"Envoy, please wait a moment. I will be back soon." Mao Cai said sleepily and then turned into another room.
In less than fifteen minutes, Mao Cai came out with several scrolls of information. He picked up one of them and said, "This information records the general information of the small gangs in Shang Yang City, including the Three Swords Association.
Envoy, this is your first time here. I will give you this information with both hands. "
Leng Shiqi looked at Mao Cai with interest and said, "Okay, I will accept this. You can name the rest."
"Heh heh, listen to me.
This was all the information about the Three Swords Gang's leaders, including their residences, cultivation levels, cultivation methods, and Spirit Techniques. It only cost one Spirit Stone.
This is detailed information on Bao Pengyi. It costs two spirit stones. "
Hearing this, Leng Shiqi frowned. The price of this information was beyond his imagination.
He originally thought that he could buy the information with money, but he didn't expect it to cost spirit stones.
If he bought these two scrolls of information, he would have to spend three spirit stones.
However, as an assassin in black, his monthly salary was only five spirit stones!
If he calculated it this way, the assassins in black would have to pay for these two missions.
Leng Shiqi narrowed his eyes and emitted cold air.
This was true cold air coming from Leng Shiqi's feet. In an instant, the temperature in the room plummeted.
Mao Cai couldn't help but shiver and said, "Envoy, why are you doing this?"
"Hmph, you know the answer. Do you think I am young and ignorant?
I think that the spy in Shang Yang City can do a good job even if it was someone else, "Leng Shiqi said coldly. His right hand gripped the handle of the scimitar at his waist and slowly pulled out the blade.
"Envoy, please spare me. Envoy, please spare me."
Mao Cai felt Leng Shiqi's killing intent and immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
Leng Shiqi pulled out even more of his scimitar.
"No, no, no. I will give all the information to you for free!"
"How can that be?"
Leng Shiqi let go of the scimitar handle and withdrew his cold air. "You are in this business. How can I take your things for free? Just tell me how much you should sell them for. I won't give you a penny less."
Mao Cai wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Envoy, just give me three hundred taels of silver for these two scrolls of information."
"Really?
So cheap? "
Leng Shiqi knew that in this world, a single spirit stone was worth a thousand taels of gold. Mao Cai had asked for three spirit stones earlier, and now he only asked for three hundred taels of silver. This was equivalent to reducing the price by a hundred times!
It was clear that Mao Cai was asking for too much!
"I won't lie to you anymore!"
"I'll trust you this time. I'll take these two scrolls of information."
Leng Shiqi took out three hundred taels of silver notes from his pocket. These were the notes that Wu Xiang prepared for him in his mustard seed bag.
"This …" Mao Cai's eyes lit up when he saw the notes. However, he glanced at Leng Shiqi from time to time and seemed to be hesitant.
Leng Shiqi handed over the notes and said, "This is what you deserve. Take it."
"Oh, thank you Envoy, thank you Envoy!" Mao Cai happily took the notes. When he saw that Leng Shiqi was about to leave, he hurriedly said,
"Esteemed Envoy, I have another service here. I wonder if Esteemed Envoy is interested?"
Leng Shiqi stopped and said, "Let's hear it."
"Hehe, Envoy should be going to deal with Bao Pengyi. I grew up in Shang Yang City and know the city like the back of my hand.
This lowly one can specially design a perfect retreat plan for the esteemed envoy!
But, this, hehe. "Mao Cai said as he rubbed his thumb and index finger. His meaning was obvious.
However, Leng Shiqi directly refused and pushed the door open.
Mao Cai's face instantly darkened. He muttered to himself, "Where did this brat come from? Why is he acting all high and mighty? At least he was chopped to death by the people of the Three Swords Association!"
As he spoke, he looked at the notes in his hand and a smile appeared on his face. "He can sell that piece of information for three hundred taels of silver. Haha, he's still too young."